Versatile Mage Chapter 711: Wuzhen strange things
Glaukos heard some words from Tang Zhong, and there was some surprise on his face.
"It turns out that Mr. Mo is a Guofu player. It's no wonder that at a young age, his strength is so outstanding. I think you are a young man from China who has such a strength. It is a false alarm ..." Glockenham said righteously.
Glaukos crushed Mo Fan in combat effectiveness and crushed Mo Fan, but it must also be seen how old he is. For other young people, Mage, Glaukos solved it when he raised his hand.
"Which ... ask that presumptuously, that ... that snake, should not be your summoning beast ... If that's the case, in this battle of the state, I will suggest that our temple Academy abstain." The Dikais on the side asked weakly.
"It is the Guardian God of our Hangzhou. Mo Fan once saved it when it was the most dangerous, so Mo Fan is in danger and it will appear." Tang Zhong explained with a smile.
"So that's what it is." Dikais's expression that scared the baby, he let out a long sigh of relief.
If this snake is a summon beast, let alone the battle of the state, the battle of the world's law kings can maintain a crushing posture and be outrageously strong!
This place in China is terrible. Let ’s go back to Athens, Greece early.
"I talked to her privately." Mo Fan said.
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Mo Fan pushed Xinxia towards the bamboo forest. A few sharp leaves fell down and touched Xinxia's black hair. Mo Fan took them off, but couldn't help touching her soft hair.
Slowly, Mo Fan put the top on the ear of Xinxia and slid it onto the jade-like cheeks.
The other hand was inadvertently passed through between hair, Mo Fan hugged her from behind, immersed in the fragrance of green bamboo and the fragrance of hairdressing ...
Xinxia closed his eyes and felt the warmth and peace of mind quietly.
"Brother Mo Brother Fan, I think I should go." I don't know how long after that, Xinxia broke this tranquility by himself.
"Why?" Mo Fan asked.
"It's fine there." Xinxia said with his head down, looking at his legs.
"Well, if someone bullies you, tell me as soon as possible, and I will tear them down." Mo Fan said.
Xinxia smiled, but there was a touch of crystal in the corner of his eyes, which was there.
Although it is a Mage of Mind System, Xinxia finds that he is actually not very good at expressing his inner thoughts.
She knows that Mo Fan does n’t like staying in a place where she stays the same, and she does n’t like to do anything. But sometimes Mo Fan walks too fast, Xinxia ca n’t keep up, and often can only stay somewhere quiet Waiting quietly ...
Xinxia often dreams that Mo Fan is coming back with bruises and bruises. He walks towards himself, and falls down halfway, trying to walk towards him, but she can't do it. I can only look at it, just look at it, and can't do anything.
Parthenon Temple, Xinxia are not exclusive here, after all, it is holy land of every Healing System Mage.
If this kind of dream reappears, she can heal his injury or walk towards him ...
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"We have negotiated and she can go to the Parthenon." Mo Fan pushed Xinxia back to the stone table.
Gloken and Dickieus both breathed a sigh of relief, and they could see that the great mentor was an extraordinary character, otherwise how could they put such a great pressure on them.
"Then I will book the ticket now." Glocken said.
"Who said it is now. You can pick someone up at least one week later. If you like Hangzhou, just travel in Hangzhou for a week and let the presiding judge reimburse you. If you do n’t like it, you can go back to India first, one week later Come and pick someone up again, "Mo Fan said.
"It's Greece !!!" Glocken's face was dark, with a little roar.
"There is no difference, you can do it yourself," Mo Fan said.
Gloken and Dickieus discussed for a while, and finally compromised Mo Fan.
Most of the two did not want to go back to find the great mentor's scolding, and they definitely stayed in Hangzhou. After a week, they took Xin Xia to the Parthenon Temple College.
Tang Zhong suggested that they can visit the West Lake, the scenery of the West Lake, and after two or three days, you can pass it.
At the mention of West Lake, two foreign friends shook their heads!
They do n’t go there for that place! !
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Tang Zhong will naturally entertain two nobles of Parthenon, Mo Fan himself is too lazy to bird them.
One week later, Mo Fan has to go to Guofu to report, just seven days to be able to follow Xinxia well without shame.
Mofan places are well thought out, go to the long-known Wuzhen, this place is actually the most suitable for couples, fresh shops everywhere, small cafes, small bars, retro style hotels, small hotels, daytime Wander around, take a look at night, late at night, nothing more wonderful!
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"Pap!"
"Pap!"
"Pop"
The crisp and melodious sound came inadvertently in the gap between the paper windows of an elegant small house.
"Brother Mo Fan, I said, I want to turn on the mosquito lamp." Xin Xia said seriously.
"It's okay, I'm going to shoot them. Uncle Ben's blood dares to suck, not afraid of mutation!" Mo Fan wore a mentally ill pajama and rushed over, chasing a man who had just drawn his blood Mosquitoes are beating.
Someone will ask, why not use magic?
What a joke, how to deal with these mosquitoes and how to use dignity! !
"Here, where are you going to run!" Mo Fan chased to Xin Xia's bed, looking like a mosquito. In fact, he had other plans to throw Xin Xia on the bed without guard. The hair was scattered in a mess.
The room was fragrant, Yin Ling ’s smile was so charming, Mo Fan took the opportunity to wipe out the oil and kiss her, white and tender, water and spirits, and fragrant, you must know that since the top of Huashan Mountain has been sealed by tourists, it is really sitting on the peak of the mountain Bian Zhaoritian was left unattended, and Mo Fan didn't think how brave it was to pour into Yuntian, but felt that endless sorrow was at the dangerous peak.
Xin Xia is going to study abroad soon. God knows when I can meet, riding on the moon and black wind ... No, it should be the beautiful scenery of Liangchen. !
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The ancient town is quiet, the moonlight is hazy, and there are a few boats tied to the shore floating on the flowing Qinghe River, tapping the stone walls slightly.
There are some waves of light on the paper window, the moon frost on the arch bridge, a beautiful young woman walking alone, her pace is light, the skirt swings, the willow waist held by Yingying and the cherry hip reflection on the clear river ... …
The woman walked, walking, and suddenly disappeared as she walked in the middle of the way, strangely.
It did n’t take long for a huge white moth to flap from the center of the bridge, the sound of its wings flapping like a cool breeze, and the calm river rippled ...
It has a pair of smart eyes. When it flew, it looked around deliberately, as if to confirm if anyone saw it.
She was very flexible, and quickly flew to the eaves. A pair of bare jade feet lightened on the tiles, and she flew farther and lighter, and disappeared into the misty night in the blink of an eye.