Versatile Mage

Gloken heard the words of Tang Zhong, and his face showed some strange colors.

"It turns out that Teacher Mo is a national player. It’s no wonder that the younger strength is so outstanding. I think that if you run out of China, a young man will have this strength, and he will be amazed..." Gloken said righteously.

Gloken crushed Mo Fan on the combat power and crushed Mo Fan, but he also had to look at the person he was a few years old. In exchange for other young mage, Gloken’s hand was solved as soon as he lifted it.

"That... take the liberty to ask, that head... that snake, shouldn't be your summoned beast... If that is the case, this year's national battle, I would recommend that our temple college abstain." Kaius asked weakly.

"It is our patron saint of Hangzhou. Mo Fan once saved it in its most dangerous time, so Mo Fan is in danger, it will appear." Tang Zhong explained with a smile.

"It turns out that." Dikais was a sigh of relief from the expression of the baby.

If the snake is a summoning beast, let alone the battle of the national government, the dispute between the world and the king of law can maintain a crushing posture and be outrageous!

This place in China is terrible. If you have finished doing things, go back to Athens, Greece.

"I talked with her privately." Mo Fan said.

......

Mo Fan pushed his heart to the bamboo forest in the summer, a few pointed leaves fell down, and stained in the black hair of the heart. Mo Fan took them down, but could not help but caress her soft hair.

Slowly, Mo Fan put it on the side of the heart of the summer, and slipped onto the cheek-filled cheek.

The other hand did not care to wear the hair from the hair, Mo Fan hugged her from behind, immersed in the fragrance of bamboo and hair fragrance...

The heart closed his eyes in the summer and felt the warmth and peace of mind quietly.

"Mofan brother, I think I will go." I don't know how long it took, Xin Xia himself broke this silence.

“Why?” Mofan asked.

"It's pretty good there." Xin Xia lowered his head and looked at his legs.

"Well, if someone bullies you, tell me as soon as possible, I will tear them down the temple," Mo Fan said.

The heart smiled in the summer, but there was a glimmer of crystal in the corner of the eye.

Although he is a mage master, he can find out in his heart that he is not very good at expressing his inner thoughts.

She knows that Mo Fan doesn't like to stay in a place where he can't stay in the same place, and he doesn't like to be inactive. But sometimes Mo Fan steps too fast, and the heart can't catch up. In many cases, he can only stay somewhere. Waiting quietly...

The heart often dreams of the return of Mofan's bruises. He walks toward himself, falls down in the middle of the road, and wants to go to him, but she can't. I can only watch, just look at it like that, I can't do anything.

The Parthenon, the heart of summer does not exclude this place, after all, that is the sanctuary of every healing master.

If this dream reappears, she can heal the wound on him or walk towards him...

......

"We have discussed it, she can go to the Parthenon." Mo Fan pushed the heart back to the stone table.

Both Gloken and Dikais breathed a sigh of relief and could see that the big mentor was an extraordinary person, otherwise how would they be given so much pressure.

"Then I will book the ticket now," Gloken said.

"Who said it now. At least one week later, you can pick up people. You have to like Hangzhou. You will travel in Hangzhou for a week, let the presiding judge reimburse you. If you like it, you can go back to India and come back one week later. People," Mofan said.

"It's Greece!!!!" Gloken's face was dark, with a little roaring.

"There is no difference, you can do it yourself," Mo Fan said.

Gloken and Dikais discussed for a while, and finally compromised Mo Fan.

Most of them didn't want to go back to the big tutor, and they stayed in Hangzhou. After a week, they took the heart to the Parthenon Academy.

Tang Zhong suggested that they can go to the West Lake, the scenery of the West Lake, and the fine goods can be sent in two or three days.

As soon as I mentioned West Lake, two foreign friends shook their heads like garlic!

That place, give them money they don't go! !

......

Tang Zhong will naturally entertain two noble Parthenon temples, and Mo Fan will not bother to bird them.

A week later, Mo Fan also went to the government to report, just seven days to be able to follow the heart of summer is not ashamed.

Mo Fan places to think about it, go to the prestigious Wuzhen, this place is actually the most suitable for couples, fresh shops, small cafes, small bars, retro style hotels, small hotels, stroll around during the day. Look at it at night, late at night, it’s wonderful!

......

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped"

In the gap between the paper windows of an elegant small house, this crisp and melodious voice was inadvertently heard.

"Mofan brother, I said, to kill the mosquito lamp." Xin Xia said with a serious face.

"Nothing, I shot them. The blood of this uncle dare to suck, not afraid of mutation!" Mo Fan wore a pajama pajamas, and suddenly rushed over, chasing a mosquito that had just smoked his blood. .

Someone will ask, why not use magic?

Just kidding, how to deal with these mosquitoes, magic, what is dignity! !

"Here, where are you going to run!" Mo Fan caught up with the bed at the heart of the summer. It seems to be a mosquito. In fact, there is another picture. The unguarded heart is thrown on the bed, and the hair is turned up. The messy spread out.

The house is full of fragrance, the smile of the silver bell, Mo Fan catches the opportunity to smash the oil, white and tender, water and spirit, fragrant, to know that since the seal on the top of the mountain, it is really sitting on the edge of the mountain, Zhao Ritian No one cares, Mo Fan did not think how good this is, and only feels endless sadness in the peak.

I am going to study abroad in the summer, and I know that I can meet when I am, and I will take the black winds of the moon... No, it should be a beautiful scenery, and I have to do something to do! !

......

The ancient town is quiet, the moonlight is lingering, and there are several ships tied to the shore floating on the Qinghe River, and the stone wall is slightly knocked.

There was some sparkling light on the paper window. The arch bridge was covered with moon frost. A young woman walked alone. Her steps were light, her skirt swayed, and the waist of the waist and the cherry hips reflected on the clear river...

The woman walked and walked, and suddenly disappeared when she was in the middle of the route. It was very strange.

It was not long before a white giant moth swelled from the center of the bridge. The sound of the wings flapping like a cool breeze, and the calm rivers were rippled...

It has a pair of smart eyes, and when it flies up, it looks around for a moment and seems to be confirming whether anyone has seen it.

She was very flexible and quickly flew to the eaves. A pair of bare jade feet were lighter on the tiles, and they flew farther to the farther places. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the fascinating night.