Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Gretha also only came to see Mo Yinge, and then left in a hurry, obviously she still had something to do.

So Moyingge turned his attention to Yi Zhisha, who was in good spirits.

"Why do you look at me like this? It's my beauty that amazes you?" Yi Zhisha laughed, and there was a bit of evil in her smile.

"Is Edith yours? Are you the mastermind behind the turmoil at the Alps Academy?" Moyinger questioned her.

Yi Zhisha didn't answer, but just looked at Moyingge with her sly eyes, the smile on her face couldn't be covered even by the veil.

"You are here just to save Hekasa, so all of this is your scheme." Although Moyingge hated her very much, she still had to marvel at Yizhisha's scheme.

Yi Zhisha left the hall of the gods, leaving Moyingge alone.

The Alpine Academy and the Parthenon Temple are old enemies. Yizhisha inherited this hostility and used Yulai and Edith to severely defeat the Alpine Academy, and then had a very easy relationship with Ouzhou First The clan established a friendly alliance and obtained a powerful boost.

The most powerful thing is that when all this happened, the "dead body" of Yi Zhisha was still lying in the coffin.
This kind of scheming and planning is not possessed by Mo Yinge, of course, she doesn't need these, whoever dares to mess with her again will send her home with a forbidden spell!

Mo Yinge didn't know whether to tell Blanche these things, she went to inquire about the wooden house where Blanche lived, and took the sleigh cart of the Holy Sepulcher.

Knocking on the door of Blanche's room, she asked Moyingge to come in after asking.

It was cold outside, and the wind and snow in the Alps were whistling endlessly, but inside the wooden house was extraordinarily warm, and the fireplace was burning vigorously, which could illuminate this clean and comfortable room even if there was no light on.

Among other things, the Holy Inquisition Court did a good job in receiving people, except that it had to be located in this freezing cold place.

"What's the matter, don't you take a rest?" Blanche closed the door behind her.

"Can't I come to you because of nothing?" Mo Yinge winked at her and smiled slightly.

"Of course I welcome it. I still have a lot of things I want to ask you." Blanche said.

Blanche pulled Moyingge to sit on her wooden bed, and she went to the fireplace to make some tea to warm her body.

The light in the wooden house was not turned on, and the fire burning in the fireplace concealed Blanche's enchanting figure on the wooden wall on the other side, revealing a different kind of beauty.

This beautiful woman changed out of the dress that Mo Yingge lent her. Originally, Blanche was not planning to go out again, so she was wearing a thin silk pajamas now.

That is to say, the arrival of a familiar woman like Mo Yingge made her feel unwarranted and forgot to change it.

Moyingge looked at the graceful and swaying moving figure, and then his eyes fell on Blanche's long legs. Looking up slowly, the real person's figure was far more moving than the one reflected by the firelight, and his appearance was also amazing , a pair of exquisite eyes like the bright moon are always inadvertently looking forward to life.
This is a woman like a snow mountain elf, clean, pure, and free from any impurities!
Her cultivation base is also very powerful, although it is not as good as her own, but it is also terrifying enough, not to mention the small ultra-level of the four departments, and the major of the light department, the cultivation base is even higher.

You know, Blanche has been practicing hard in the Alps, and has hardly set foot in the outside world. Although hard training is the best way to accumulate cultivation, in fact, experiencing battles is the "shortcut" to seek breakthroughs. Her own practice has raised her cultivation to this level. Blanche is worthy of being honored as the best magician in the Alps Academy for 30 years. The only one who can compare with her is Heidi, but she also seems to be stuck in the super magician. on the threshold of the steps.

While admiring the beauty making tea, Mo Yinge admired secretly in her heart, but she didn't know why, she felt that Blanche's movements were a little strange, it seemed a little awkward and not very coordinated.

"I'm sorry, maybe I haven't had a good rest recently, or maybe I was cold when I came here. I seem to be a little sick." Blanche also noticed that Mo Yinge had been staring at her, thinking that she saw her situation, he explained.

Mo Yinge was a little surprised, and said, "Are you sick?"

"Well, it's just a low-grade fever. I've already drank some Qinglan tea, and I should be fine after I get some sleep." Blanche walked over with the tea, bent slightly, and handed a teacup to Mo Yinge.

She knew that Moyingge was a very powerful fire mage, so she didn't specially cool down her tea, but the tea in her hand quietly cooled down quite a bit.

"Ah, it's really not the right time for me to come, so don't bother me for now, you should rest early." Moyingge was very close to Blanche, and also found that there was indeed something wrong with her, the smell was pungent, no, There was an inexplicable blush on her cheeks, it seemed that she was really sick.

"It's okay, I haven't thanked you enough yet, you can drink some tea to warm up your body first." Blanche spoke a little fast, and even the pronunciation of a few words was unclear.

Mo Yingge drank the still hot tea in one gulp when she heard the words, this was nothing to her, even drinking some magma was a small case.
She got up and wanted to leave to let Blanche take a good rest, but she was pushed back by Blanche.

Blanche looked at her with blurred eyes, and took a few sips of warm orchid tea.

After taking these few sips, Blanche found that her body was getting hotter. The sip of hot tea passed through her throat, and after entering her stomach, it radiated into puffs of hot air, steaming every part of her body, making her head even hotter. Not to mention the dizziness, but when looking at the beauty in front of her, her heart was beating so hard!
Now Moyingge realized that there was something wrong with Blanche, what kind of cold and low fever was this?You said that it is almost the same in F Qing!
"No, no, it's no wonder that Blanche looks like she doesn't answer other men, and usually wraps herself up tightly. So she actually likes women?!"

"I should have thought about it a long time ago. This alpine school is full of women, so it's reasonable to have some weird XP?"

"Damn it, should I obey at this time? Or push her down with my backhand?"

As a Forbidden Curse Mage and a spiritual force at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, Mo Yinge had a lot of thoughts in his brain, then slowly raised his head, and said to Blanche with some embarrassment:
"Brancone, you have a fever, it's time to take a good rest."

"Well, there seems to be something wrong with me, a little dizzy," Blanche said.

"Then go to bed quickly!" Mo Yinge said hastily.

"Well, do you hate me? Actually, I still want to talk to you again." Blanche didn't let Moyingge leave, her tone was obviously discouraging, seeing her getting up to leave, she reached out her hand to hold her.

Moyingge saw that it was broken, and actually started to touch her directly.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, good night, okay?" Mo Yinge was about to pull out his hand with a little force.

Seeing Mo Yinge anxiously about to leave, Blanche felt extremely aggrieved. Those silvery moon-like eyes were somewhat sad, completely different from her usual ones, just like the kind shown by a little girl. small emotions.

Mo Yinge panicked, she is a person who prefers softness to toughness, she hates this kind of posture and eyes the most, she can't stand this kind of "mental attack" at all.

She would rather go to fight that old clapper of Khufu again. I'm afraid Khufu's pyramid is not as scary as this small wooden house!
"What's the matter with you, you don't seem to be feeling well? Why don't you stay and rest together." Seeing Mo Yinge's appearance, Blanche asked foolishly.

The snow on the eaves fell off like clothes, making a rustling sound, the fire crackled, and the two held hands, looking at each other affectionately, even breathing was clearly audible because they were too close.

Moyingge turned her head away, Blanche's current appearance was too foul, if she were a man, she would definitely be unable to bear to punish her right now!
"That... I already have my heart."

I don't know if it's because of the cramp in my brain, but Moyingge suddenly said this sentence.

"Ah? What are you talking about, I didn't ask you, you crow?" Blanche said with a hot breath.

"Then what did you ask?" Mo Yinge was also very puzzled, did Brigitte Blanche say anything just now?

"I asked you, don't you like me?" Blanche was obviously a little delirious.

She suddenly rushed towards Moyingge, the teacup in her hand dropped, Moyingge subconsciously caught her, and the teacup was also teleported to the table in mid-air.

Mo Yinge's figure is also extremely tall, even more outstanding than some men, Blanche just fell into her arms, with soft jade and fragrance in her arms, she finally couldn't help it, and pulled Blanche Throw it on the bed, throw away her slippers, and wrap her in the quilt.

At this time, if Moyingge hadn't realized that Blanche's condition was not right, then she could find a piece of tofu and kill her.

This is definitely not a cold or fever, nor what she guessed before, but someone gave her medicine!
"Don't let me know who it is!" Mo Yinge gritted her silver teeth in anger.

But then again, who has such a great ability to dare to drug Blanche, and if this kind of medicine really wants to attack her, wouldn't some poison be better than this thing?

Or did that person just come for his body?

But during this period of time, Brigitte had been with herself and others, so she wasn't afraid of taking advantage of others?

"What are you talking about?" Blanche asked in a daze to Moyingge, and then she started talking to herself, "Oh, I seem to have said something strange to you too."

She was wrapped in the bed by Moyingge, and her beautiful eyes stared at Moyingge like a little girl, with shyness, expectation and a little bit of confusion.

Moyingge couldn't help but sat down, turned sideways and used her slender fingers to gather Blanche's messy hair behind her ears, and felt the tenderness of her face.

"Go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up, sleep well, don't run around." Mo Yinge coaxed her in a childlike tone.

"Okay~" Blanche nodded obediently, but kept her eyes fixed on Mo Yinge, and after a while she said expectantly, "Will you come with me?"

This made Mo Yingge touch his hair involuntarily, and subconsciously made a circle at the end of the long hair with his fingers.

With Blanche's current situation, Mo Yinge is really worried about letting her stay alone, if she runs out by herself, it will be troublesome.

"I'll watch over you outside." Mo Yinge said softly to her.

"Is it okay inside? I'm a little scared, I haven't been sick like this for a long time." Blanche secretly stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of Moyingge's clothes.

Looking at Blanche who was curled up in the bed like a kitten, Mo Yinge was suddenly touched. She didn't know how the tall and mature woman turned into such a petite, exquisite, cute and lovely appearance, so she wrapped it up in a hurry. Under the quilt, the beauty's fragrant shoulders and delicate collarbone are slightly exposed, making her look extraordinarily weak and making people feel an irresistible desire for protection.

"Okay, okay, I'm really afraid of you." Mo Yinge touched her hot face, and played her a lullaby with the voice of thoughts.

"Good night." Blanche murmured.

"Sweet dream." Mo Yinge pulled up the quilt for her.

The wooden bed is not small. Although Blanche has a charming figure, she looks a bit petite when huddled together, so there is a lot of space left for Moyingge. It happens that she is also a little tired, so she takes off her shoes and leans on the bed. meditate in bed
For her, maintaining daily meditation practice is just a habit. Except when she needs to make a breakthrough, relying on meditation practice alone on weekdays is almost useless. It's not that it has no effect, but it is too small.

But Moyingge still insists on doing daily meditation, once in the morning and in the evening, which is her habit of ten years of magician career.

In fact, meditation is not very useful at high levels. The spiritual power of a high-level magician is enough to maintain uninterrupted meditation around the clock, but it is impossible for a person to do nothing 24 hours a day and just sit there. Eye meditation.

Most of the time, meditation is used as a method for senior mages to adjust themselves. A little meditation can maintain a good spirit throughout the day. It is really a god-level must-have for staying up late and working overtime!
Moderate meditation is good for the body and mind, and excessive meditation is a waste. Under conditions, Moyingge still prefers to sleep well and rest.

In the dead of night, there are only two even breathing sounds in the wooden house, intertwined in the gradually extinguished fireplace light
In the early morning, Moyingge felt a warm breath hitting her face, and slowly opened her eyes.

The eyes met instantly.

"Ah, you're awake." Blanche was taken aback, like a little girl who did something wrong, she instantly retracted her head into the quilt.

Mo Yinge shook her head, she had come to her senses, but she didn't know when a quilt was put on her body, she felt a slight numbness in one thigh, and then saw that there was a small head protruding slightly under the quilt, Apparently that was the "culprit".

"Brancone, do you treat me like a pillow?" Mo Yinge said angrily.

"Hey. Maybe it's a bit cold at night, who keeps you so warm." Blanche replied under the quilt, her voice was rather sweet.