Versatile Mage

Glocken heard Tang Zhong's words and showed some surprise on his face.

“It turns out that Teacher Mo is a government player. No wonder he is so young and powerful. I think that you Chinese randomly come out of a young man with this kind of strength, a false alarm...” said Glockennyi.

Glocken crushed Movan to crush Movan in combat power, but he had to see how old he was, and if he was another young magician, Glocken's hand would be solved as soon as he lifted it.

“Well... if you'll excuse me... that snake, it shouldn't be your summoning beast... if that were the case, I would suggest that we abstain from the Temple College.” DeCaius on one side asked weakly.

“It is our guardian saint in Hangzhou, and Movan has saved it at its most dangerous time, so when Movan is in danger, it will appear.” Tang Zhong explained with a smile.

“So that's it.” DeCaius took a long, relaxed look at his baby.

If this snake summons the beast, let alone the government fight, the world's pope fight can be kept in a crushing position, so strong!

This place in China is horrible. Go back to Athens, Greece.

“I talked to her privately.” Movan said.

……

Movan pushed his heart into the bamboo forest in the summer, and several sharp leaves fell down, soaked in the dark hair of his heart. Movan took them off, but couldn't bear to touch her soft hair.

Slowly, Movan placed it on the side of his heart's summer ear and slipped onto his jade cheek.

The other hand also accidentally passed through the hair, Movan hugged her from behind and immersed herself between the scent of green bamboo and the scent of hair...

Xinxia closed her eyes and quietly felt this warmth and peace of mind.

“Brother Movan, I think I'd better go.” After a long time, Xinxia herself broke this tranquility.

“Why?” asked Movan.

“It's good there, isn't it?” Summer looked down at her legs and said.

“Well, if anyone bullies you, let me know as soon as possible, and I'll tear them apart.” Movan said.

Summer smiled, but the corners of the eyes were covered with crystals.

Though a psychic magician, Xianxia finds herself very poor at expressing her inner thoughts.

She knows that Movan doesn't like to stay in a place where things are constant, and she doesn't like to be busy. Sometimes Movan walks too fast and can't catch up with her heart and summer at all. Many times she can only wait quietly somewhere...

In summer, he often dreamed of Movan returning with scales. He walked toward himself and fell weak halfway down. He wanted to walk toward him, but she couldn't. Just look, just look, nothing can be done.

The Temple of Patnon, the Heart Summer, does not exclude this place, after all, it is the sanctuary of every healing magician.

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

……

“We agreed that she could go to the Temple of Patnon.” Movan pushed Summer back to the stone table.

Glocken and Dickaeus were all relieved to see that the great mentor was unusual, otherwise how could he put so much pressure on them?

“Then I'll book my ticket now.” Glocken said.

“Who says now. You can pick up people after at least a week. You have to like Hangzhou. It's just a week of travel in Hangzhou. Let the presiding judge reimburse you. If you don't like it, you can go back to India and pick up people in a week.” Movan said.

“It's Greece!!!!” Glocken's face is dark with a hint of growling.

“It doesn't make any difference, you do it yourselves.” Movan said.

Glocken and Deceased talked for a while and finally compromised on Movan.

Most of them didn't want to go back to the archdeacon's scolding. They definitely stayed in Hangzhou and took Xia Xian to Patnong Temple College in a week.

Tang Zhong suggested that they could explore the West Lake, the view of the West Lake, and the delicacies could be dispatched in a couple of days.

Two foreign friends shook their heads like garlic!

The place, give them money and they won't go!!

……

Tang Zhong will naturally entertain two Patnon Temple dignitaries, and Movan will be lazy with them.

A week later, Movan is going to report to the state capital, and there are exactly seven days to be able to live with Xia Xia without shame.

Movan has thought of everything, go to the famous town of Wu, this place is actually the best place for couples, fresh shops everywhere, small coffee, small bars, vintage stylish hotels, small hotels, day strolls, take a look at it at night, late night snap, it's wonderful!

……

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

“Bang."

This crisp, crisp voice is inadvertently heard in the paper and window crevices of an elegant little house.

“Brother Movan, I told you to turn on the mosquito lights.” Heart-summer said seriously.

“It's okay, I shot them dead. Grandpa Ben's blood sucks, he's not afraid of mutations!” Movan, wearing a psychopathic pajama, jumped over and chased a mosquito who had just drawn his blood and beat him up.

Someone's going to ask, why don't you use magic?

Are you kidding me? Use magic against these mosquitoes. Where's the dignity?!

“Here, sample, where are you running!” Movan caught up to the bed of Heart Summer, seemed like a mosquito, but there was something else planned, pounding unprotected Heart Summer on the bed, and the disked hair spread out in chaos.

The fragrance of the house, the delicate smile of the silver bell, Movan seized the opportunity for a lukewarm kiss, tender white, water spirits, spray of incense, you know, since the top of Mount Hua sealed the tourists, it really sat on the edge of the mountain cliff Zhao day and day nobody cared, Movan didn't think how proud it was, just felt endlessly sad at the dangerous peak.

Xinxia is going to study abroad soon, God knows when we will meet, take the moon and dark wind high... No, it should be a beautiful day, say anything to get things done!!

……

The ancient town was quiet, the moonlight was blurry, and several boats tied to the shore floated across the clear river, slightly knocking on the stone walls.

There was some wave of light on the paper window, moon cream on the arch and bridge, a young woman walked alone, her strides were light, her skirt swayed, her winged willow waist and her cherry hips reflected on the clear river...

The woman walked, walked, her body suddenly disappeared in the middle of the path, strange.

Soon after, a giant white moth swept from the center of the bridge, the sound of wings pounding like a cold wind, the calm river water rippled...

With a pair of inspiring eyes, it deliberately glanced nearby as it took off, seeming to confirm if anyone had seen it.

She flew to the roof very flexibly, quickly, a pair of naked balls lightly on the tiles, and lightly flew farther away, blinking and disappearing into an awesome night.