Versatile Mage

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Insein Tea House is situated on the main road leading to the bell tower. The main road is now full of asylum seekers and it is very difficult to move the footsteps.

The first and second floors of the tea house were also full of people, demonstrating that the owner was a reasonable person, but the third floor was not open to others.

The third floor is a small attic where you can see the Bell Tower Magic Association at a glance through the window.

The ancient clock struck hard, each time spreading a golden glow, a strand, along that huge golden spindle quickly over the inner city, to the junction that encloses this safe place.

The golden glow continues to strike out, and the sanctity is restored. Perhaps a little reassuring is the blessing of the ancient clock. Once the bell stops, once the golden energy can no longer preserve the junction, everything will be irreversible.

“Hmm, this thing will eventually become a setup too!” The tea house owner looked through the window and looked at the bell tower with a cold eye.

Just after that, a buddy rushed up.

“Mr. Xue, Mubai is downstairs. He seems to have taken refuge. There are so many people out there who are cold and hungry.” Dude said.

“Oh, oh, it's him, let him come up. This kid is lucky he didn't die. Otherwise, it's really hard to explain to Mu Ha.” The boss Xue Tin said.

Soon, buddy took Mubai to the attic, which wasn't too big, but it was well arranged, a little ancient Qin Feng, could sit on his knees on the tatami and drink tea, and watch the water maroon exiting this inner city bell tower, of course, it is now a people's sea.

“Uncle Xue, you've accommodated so many people and fed them. I didn't expect you to be a great person.” Mulberry walked in with a smile and didn't look strange as soon as he spoke.

“You bastard, I told you not to go to the outer walls for a while. You see, me and your uncle Muha almost thought you were dead there. That's good, you climbed back alive.” Xue Tian patted Mubai on the shoulder.

“Where's my uncle? Is he okay?” Mubai asked hastily.

“How can you call him uncle? And don't blame him. When Mu Zhuoyun was in charge, he wanted to know that your uncle had your bastard son. He would definitely make a scene. That's why he called you mother and son distant relatives.” Xue Tibetan spoke with great focus.

“I... I just called Shun.” Mu Bai's eyes fluttered, but he dared not reveal a point.

“I don't know where he is right now, but he'll be fine, so don't worry. By the way, I heard the people who took refuge here say you guys were taken away by the magician. Is everything all right?” Xue Tin said.

Mu Bai's heart was tight.

He didn't expect this Xue Tian news to be so intelligent, this would be a big trouble. If Xue Tin and Mu Ha were both Black Holy See, they would surely have taken new precautions!

“It had nothing to do with me. The guard magicians took the one called Fang Gu and said what kind of water Kun Jing or something like that. As a result, Fang Gu took the water from Kun Jing to refine his skeleton.” Mulberry calmed down and continued to be normal.

In fact, Mu Bai's heart has beaten violently.

“I don't quite understand, but I hope you're okay. By the way, you have a few more classmates, don't you? You can call them over. Catastrophe, take care of them a little.” Xue Hidden's eyes turned, but soon again, he didn't know anything about the magician.

“Oh, they went to the museum and said they thought there was a connection between the Holy Springs and the water in Kunjing, and are now going to test it.” Mulberry said.

“Holy Springs, isn't that what you have in Bo? Is it possible that Holy Springs is still in the hands of your classmate Movan?” Xue Tiao's eyes squinted.

“Who knows, when someone mentioned the relationship between the village and Bo, Movan looked excited, and a few of them ran off to the museum. I was too lazy to run off with them to come and rest.” Mulberry looked despicable.

“Oh, did the magician go to the museum with them?” Xue Tian continued.

“No, they didn't think of this until they came out of the Forbidden Mage... I don't know what the Holy Springs are for, wait for my uncle to come back and ask him.” Mulberry said.

“Um, um, oh, Mulberry, you sit here for a while. I have to go out.” Xue Tin said.

“Okay.” Mu Bai nodded.

Seeing Xue Tian leave, Mubai felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

After a long period of slight calm, Mu Bai's face showed some pain and red circles.

At this moment, his heart was so complicated that he even had the feeling that he was about to collapse at any moment.

He really hopes that all this is just speculation, that Movan did not wait for anyone in the museum, so that it can be shown that Mughe is not the Great Deacon of the Tigers of the Black Holy See and that Zhang Xiaohou is wrong.

But if he's not.

Then all hope has turned into a shadow!

The cut-off plan was implemented, with all the high echelons buried in Sarang, and no one could resist the Eight Dead Kings, who endangered the security of the entire inner city. The millions of people in this city await nothing but a dark and endless death, allowing this tide of death to swallow up little by little… including themselves, their own mothers, their own classmates, their own friends.

Either way, it puts your heart through a hundred holes.

But even so, instinctively, he tends to make this choice, because at least he still divides good from evil!

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Back in the corner of an alley on Ming Street, both of them were dressed in deep sea blue snowsuits with a thick layer of cloth on their faces, obviously not easily visible to others.

“Are you sure there's no magician following them?” Hu Jin Da Deacon asked.

“You think the whole inner city has become an isolated island, the waves of the dead are tying the border, and the whereabouts of a few more guard magicians will be unknown, not to mention those who are staring at our top level, you can be sure that those boys are going to the museum themselves. However, if they know that the Holy Springs of the Earth is the water of Kunjing, with the medicine of the Holy Springs of the Earth, they can probably let the rain fail for more than a day... If the dead spirit is silent for a day, then this million people can definitely transfer half, and by then our plan will be...” Xue Tin said.

Hu Jin Da Deacon's coarse eyebrows locked tight, did not take down the valley, it has been their great failure. But God bless them, the water from Kunjing in Fanggu's hands has been taken to refine the dead spirit and cannot be extracted. Who knows, Movan? They found the secret of the Holy Springs!

“If that idiot Yuen hadn't missed twice, there wouldn't be so much going on!” The Great Deacon of Tiju scolded angrily.

In Bo, as one of the masterminds, he definitely wouldn't do it, because once he did, his identity would be revealed. It's just that the incompetence of his men is beyond his imagination. Even if he didn't get it the first time in Bo, the second time in Devil's City, he even let a blue butler plant it!

This Movan is a real black Holy See Sha Xing!