Versatile Mage
Chapter 1939: Extremely Dangerous Persons
“Snow, why are you here?” Movan asked.
“I'm afraid you're not going to make it to Tianshan this time. Also, the last time I broke into the upper order was because I went to Tianshan, where the ice and snow are very powerful and will help me," Muningsnow replied.
Only the next day did Muningsnow speak to Movan normally.
Movan relieved greatly.
Muninger also knew what Morvan was like and was too lazy to compare with him.
“Tianshan is a blessing to you.” Movan nodded.
Remember when Muningsnow was eliminated by the school team, she went to Tianshan alone to practice for a while.
While practicing in Van Snow Mountain is also very focused, experience is also indispensable, just after listening to Movan's itinerary, he also decided to go to Tianshan together.
There are not many streets in Lhasa, in fact, you can basically trample those roads for a while. The ancient slabs here, basically, have the marks of believers. In terms of piety and perseverance, Lhasa's followers are certainly not inferior to the Temple of Patnon.
“Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.”
And Muningsnow walked on heavy stone roads, and the rain fell without any sign.
As a Sunshine City, the sunshine time can exceed eight hours a day, so that the dripping rain without greeting is rare, but the Tibetans on the road look very happy, with a simple smile on their faces, but the merchants who make money from the travelers look like they have bad luck.
“What's the matter? Is Nikko going to be a rain-fed city? It's only been a few days since it rained again.” A merchant boss complained.
Movan was buying the fruit juice for Muningsnow from the owner of the dealership, and when he heard such dissatisfaction, he couldn't help but laugh: “Don't you always ask for rain here? Why aren't you happy when it comes?" ”
“Ask for rain. It's only the dry season. It's been raining smoothly all these years. It's raining a lot, but it's a bad thing. Understand? And, it's really weird, it's been the fifth rain this month, and it's been kind of weird this past season.” The merchant boss spoke and glanced at Muningsnow waiting in the street, choosing his eyebrows, “Young man, the girlfriend is very pretty, like the fairy who came out of the painting. ”
“Boss, you're really good at talking. How much for these two bottles?” Movan asked.
Fifty.
“Damn, why don't you rob it! ”
“Love to buy or not. ”
“Why are you speaking? How do you do business? ”
……
Bought an umbrella, and Movan and Muningsnow didn't want to shake too much to cover the rain with any magic. It was rare to walk with Muningsnow in the rain in a beautiful exotic place. Movan ignored the problem of selling himself sixty more than the owner of this umbrella.
As the rain leached, people began to hide from the rain. Movan and Muningsnow stepped on the big stone steps and saw a lean figure just around the corner, dressed in a very old cloth, lying in the middle of the road in a certain direction, looking like they were thanking God for the rain.
Rainwater dropped on him, and his tattoo didn't move.
The flower twig travelers walked past him without disturbing each other.
The more it started to rain, the more he didn't stand up and walk forward, and when he bowed down, it was as if he had become a statue, and time seemed still to him.
“What's the matter?” Muningsnow saw Movan standing still, somewhat questionably asked.
Movan's eyes haven't been removed from this man for a long time. There is actually some build-up of water beneath his feet. Those little build-up waters unnamed cover a layer of haze, but the haze comes from Movan himself.
“I don't know, a strange feeling.” Movan shook his head.
Movan glanced at the man who crawled past him. Coincidentally, the vagrant also turned his head...
Instead of lifting his head after the pilgrimage, the stray was in a very strange position, lifting one side of his face and glancing at Movan passing by with his left eye.
Movan sees this man's face, sees his eyes, the dark pulse in his body unnamed accelerating flow, unnamed creates a cold meaning all over Movan's body, then dissipates from the pores of his skin...
The man held this strange position, and Movan looked down at him, like he was frozen.
Movan, sweat, stand up!
The man, after a few seconds, also appeared a little disturbed and buried his head again, maintaining the original position of worship.
……
Mofan and Muningshaw have reached the end of the street and arrived at Beijing Middle Road, the main street.
“What's wrong with you?” Muningsnow discovered that Movan had not returned from the state he had just been in, and asked.
“I have dark veins that converge throughout my body, given by the Dark Moon Crystal, that combine my dark material forces to become stronger, while gaining some special abilities. One is threat perception.” Movan said with his arm in his arms, Munningham.
“Threat perception? It's very powerful. It's just that we were just walking down the street. What did you feel?” Muningsnow said.
“The vagrant, I don't know why, the dark pulse seemed to perceive some danger hidden from him… and he seemed to perceive the dark pulse ability on me to predict his breath.” Movan said.
“I didn't realize he was hostile to you. How could you have a dangerous premonition?” Muningsnowfei said.
In the streets, Movan and the vagrant did behave quite strangely, as if two enemies ran into each other somewhere, and the atmosphere was freezing and the rain was freezing.
Min-soo doesn't know each other!
“Yes, that's what I don't understand. He is not hostile to me, the dark pulse warning makes me chill, he is also like afraid of what I will discover...” Movan said.
“Have you seen it before?” Muningsnow asked.
“No. He obviously wasn't targeting me. It was just a dark vein that seemed to tell me that it was an extremely dangerous man, to stay away.” Movan said.
“Extremely dangerous…" Muningsnow repeated.
Movan and Muninger kept walking, and they were not talking about him.
Muningsnow seemed to want to walk on the Holy Palace. Unfortunately, the Holy Palace was not recently open to the public. The two of them could only go around the periphery once. At this time, suddenly, the Budala Palace had several pairs of glorious wings shining with the holy light. That pure white and golden feather unfolded, giving a sense of the coming of the heavens.
Movan looked closely and found that several saint magicians were flying out of the Budala Palace, as if something urgent had happened!