This is My Heroic Path

I have a good relationship with people from neighboring countries...does this count as fornication?

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Chapter 23 This Is Love!

An Zhiyu was silent, not knowing how to answer.

For some reason, he always had a feeling that the master already knew something.

It's just that she still doesn't know the specific situation.

Should we tell the truth?

An Zhiyu sat on the head of the bed, thinking about such things secretly.

Looking at the embarrassed An Zhiyu, Skaha quickly shook his head: "Forget it, as long as you don't go to any dangerous place privately, you can do whatever you want."

Master let me go so easily...?

An Zhiyu quickly reacted and raised his head in surprise.

Sensing the surprise in the apprentice's sight, Skaha just sighed, raised his hand and rubbed An Zhiyu's hair into a mess, and said earnestly: "You have grown up, so you will naturally have your own privacy, as long as you don't It is inconvenient for me to interfere too much in matters that involve my own danger."

"Thank you, master." An Zhiyu had no choice but to reply.

Scathach nodded slightly, "There is another thing you need to pay attention to. The blood of the black dragon contains some violent elements. You need to use it in a week, and there will be a disadvantage afterwards."

"What's wrong?"

"See how Cu Chulainn's combat power was overloaded when he passed the Bridge of Trials?"

When Cu Chulainn passed the Bridge of Trials before, his strength was improved under the condition of overloaded combat power, but his body also changed. If it wasn't for the blessing of the Sun God, he would have completely lost his mind.

However, Cu Chulainn is so powerful because of this. Once he becomes the mad king, his combat power will increase exponentially, and because of the Sun God's blessing, he still has enough power at the end of the battle. Sanity can be restored.

"That is to say, once I take the black dragon's blood essence, I need to control myself in battle, otherwise I may go completely crazy when the combat power is overloaded?" An Zhiyu asked.

Skaha nodded slightly, and put the condensed little bottle in An Zhiyu's hand, "Think carefully before deciding whether to take it."

An Zhiyu looked down at the golden liquid flowing in the bottle, lost in thought.

Scathach didn't say anything, just sat by the bed, quietly waiting for An Zhiyu's final answer.

"What do you think I should do, master?" After thinking for a long time, he turned to look at Scathach and asked.

"You make your own decision." When Skaha said the last thing, his eyes were fixed on An Zhiyu, and there was a strange light in his red eyes.

If the apprentice refuses, she will not feel disappointed.

If he refuses the blood essence of the black dragon, there will be another path for him to derive.

——Marry Ushaha as his wife, and then spend his whole life in the Kingdom of Shadows.

But if he wanted to become stronger, or even reach her height, black dragon blood essence was necessary, but because of his weak body, An Zhiyu would face the same problem sooner or later.

After thinking for a long time, An Zhiyu nodded heavily: "I want to take black dragon blood essence, master."

He has no choice, and without the black dragon's blood essence, even if he relies on the mysterious power of the magic crucible to make his physical fitness reach the level of an ordinary person, he is still not qualified to survive in this era.

Moreover, as long as he doesn't use combat power overload, there should be no problem.

It is because Cu Chulainn has the blessing of the sun god that he can keep his brain clear when his combat power is overloaded.

But he is different, he does not have this kind of blessing, once he enters the combat power overload, he is no longer him.

The blessing of the goddess of death made him immune to most of the spirits of words. For example, the concept of "death" that Morgan Le Fay shouted that day was invalid for An Zhiyu.

But if you want to keep your brain clear even when your combat power is overloaded, only the blessing of the Sun God can do it.

"Is that... is this your final decision?" Hearing An Zhiyu's reply, Skaha inadvertently showed a faint smile, "Don't worry, if you accidentally go into a berserk state one day, I will will stop you."

Scathach didn't intend to say his idea of ​​going to Luge and bestowing the Sun God's blessing on his apprentice right now.Because, she doesn't know if she can find Luge, and even if she finds it, the other party may not necessarily help An Zhiyu.

"If there is anything, you can ask the guard at the door to come and call me." Looking at An Zhiyu with a firm expression, Skaha patted his head again, turned and left the room with satisfaction in his eyes.

After Scathach left, An Zhiyu couldn't wait to open the bottle of black dragon blood essence. The golden blood flowing in the vial was rippling with some kind of dazzling and manic luster.

This is the black dragon's blood essence that has been condensed by Skaha. Only in this way can An Zhiyu's body not directly bleed to death because he cannot bear the manic power of the blood essence.

Because Scathach had already put the blood essence into the magic crucible for a filter, at this time An Zhiyu didn't need other cumbersome steps, just took a drop of blood essence and sat on the bedside.

Then, after a while, he was slightly taken aback.

"Strange, why don't you feel anything? This can't be fake, right?"

Boom!

Just thinking of this, his heart suddenly beat violently, as if screaming, the blood all over his body was hot like magma, An Zhiyu held his heart tightly, he didn't even dare to breathe at this moment.

Because, every time I take a breath, the heart seems to jump out, bringing a pain like a needle prick.

Then, as if silver needles were being stabbed all over his body at the same time, he was almost dizzy from the sudden severe pain. An Zhiyu gritted his teeth, and the healing power of the runes was activated in an instant, and he felt better. .

But the newly healed place seemed to be pierced by deeper needles. Anzhiyu bit his lips tightly. The moment the tingling pain hit, the power of the rune words was activated again to heal his stinging wound.

While An Zhiyu was still undergoing this painful tempering, Scatha was sitting on the previous throne, with her hands resting on her cheeks, her legs crossed, and looking at the sky outside the hall.