Versatile Mage

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Movan had just eaten this pear before he could wipe his mouth. Asaria had come out of the darkness, her figure was slim and her curves exaggerated, especially under the fog of darkness, with a different charm.

Asaria never concealed her charm, her waist and limbs swinging much more than a decent girl, which is very different from the image of the holy goddess, who is as refined as Lotus in every step of her life in the Temple of Patnon.

“They intend to go into the desert to find a runaway man, cut the grass to eradicate it, and apparently this time they missed it and were alive. Being alive means knowing the truth, and we have to find that survivor before those who are more anxious than we are.” Asaria said.

“Is this the man?” Movan took out a picture of Sharjah.

Asaria carefully identified herself, and after a long time she said seriously: “Is she having an affair with you, too? ”

“…” Movan said nothing.

Why does everyone think they're a scumbag?

The word "also” is really sad.

“Is that her?” Movan was too lazy to say anything to Asaria.

“Presumably, the man said she was a woman before he died. In addition, aside from us, the Guild of Bandits is looking for her, the Asian Magic Society, the Temple of New York, the Royal House of Riden, the Hunter's League, the House of Killers, the Black Holy See and some mysterious figures are looking for her.” Asaria said.

“Did you interrogate this man?” Movan Dao.

“Of course not. I have my own intelligence network, and since so many people are looking for him, of course I'm here to make a scene. She is weak and naturally depends on a strong ally.” Asaria said.

“You have another purpose.” Movan said.

“Well, I wouldn't hurt you, would I?” Asaria said.

“Hard to say.” Movan said.

“Then why are you eating the pears they cut for you, if there's intestinal poison in them? ”

“I'm thirsty. ”

“Well, we've all tried each other, but don't worry, we weren't enemies before, not this time, not in the future, but that's also the future.” Asaria stretched out a lazy waist, and the tiny figure was right in front of Movan's eyes. If she were a normal man, she couldn't stand it for a second.

Those foods and water were scratched at random, and since the Guild was so well prepared, it was possible that Saga had escaped into the depths of the desert and even within the boundaries of the desert.

As a matter of urgency, find Sharjah.

And a lot of people are eager to find Sharjah, which means it's never as simple as "The Black Holy See"!

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“Their chairman, Tek, should be in a green space in front of him, waiting for the people here to deliver the supplies.” Asaria said.

Movan nodded and, in order to arrive faster, he did not save his magic, moving instantly many times.

She must be found before other organizations can find Sharjah!

Through some cold sand, some of tomorrow's sand dunes gradually emerge, which means they start walking into the desert, with fewer plants and fewer and fewer water sources.

The moon is like a silver machete, hung high in some bluish-red sky.

Under the bright light of silver, there is a green area full of succulent vegetation, the most common of which is the cactus, like a giant tree in the heavens, suddenly standing in the dunes and sand.

Green spaces like this can block the wind and sand, and many travelers will rest here when they encounter them.

Movan and Asarella know that there are people in this tall cactus green space, like two young men and women traveling in the desert, walking straight to the past.

There are a lot of people in the green, a group of Land Cruiser Merchants, a group of Camel Elephant Merchants, and some strays who rest here in three or two taels.

“Are you two here to admire the blue-red dome?” An uncle with a big belly asked.

“Well, we're astronomers.” Asaria replied with a soft voice.

“I wonder if you like the red sand, too?” Uncle Tummy laughed and actually had a bite of gold teeth.

“It depends on what the sand is made of, and if it's the blood of the wicked and full, I can do a moonlight dance on it.” Asaria has a shallow smile, but her eyes are shining brightly!

Golden teeth seem to fade away with a friendly smile.

At the end of the day, he hooked a cruel and disgusting face full of flesh.

“I think the blood of both of you is perfect.” Golden teeth coldly said.

The shape of his gold teeth suddenly became uncertain, and his body was wrapped in a grey and black Arab robe, and his fat body could be as light as some of the shadows.

A golden knife with the power of thunder. As the golden teeth swung over his head, the long blue and red sky suddenly fell hundreds of striking fork-shaped lightning bolts, densely lined with this vast sand!

“Go to hell!” The thunderbolt knife in Golden Tooth's hand was severely chopped off by him, his hands raised, but his side chopped.

At a time when those purposeless blue-red thunderstorms seemed to have a vent, they all poured out here in Movan and Asaria, and hundreds of night-fork thunderbolts were enough to level a mountain.

Asaria was a little surprised, people can't look, such a fat selling uncle silk, has such a tall cultivation.

Swing the knife down, Thunderbolt!

Movan stepped forward, but the black eyes were bright and shiny, staring at the golden teeth, and more at the laminated night fork lightning.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed.

The immense power of thunder seems to have hit something to eliminate the magic. The moment before, it pounded, the moments were ripped apart, the eyes flashed, the sky was empty, what thunderous whistling sounds, destroying all the momentum, including the hundreds of forked thunderbolts, all disappeared!

The golden tooth cuts the golden knife on the sand, like a fool who loses all of his effects, and the knife is still far from the target.

Golden teeth immediately stayed, but at least he is the three owners of the Guild of Bad Men. After seeing the world, he immediately re-danced the knife and called once again for Thunder Ting Wanjun...

“You can use a thunder magic in front of me, and I lose.” Movan stared at this fat golden tooth and the whole popularity was like a big dune invisible to the top and moving slowly towards the golden tooth.

Golden tooth dance knife, the posture looks alike, tiger breeze, but whenever there is a green red lightning spark, the thunder force goes off.

“What kind of witchcraft do you use?” Golden teeth began to panic and panic.

“Taste it yourself, and you've never tasted it before.” Mofan, give me a hand.