Versatile Mage: Demon Mage

Chapter 111 Set off again

After eating some lunch, the sky turned completely dark.

"I'll let the Sand Howling Tiger keep watch, you can do whatever you want."

After Wang Teng finished speaking, he got into the tent. It was starting to get cold outside. It was so warm inside the tent and there were people with him.

Everyone knew what kind of relationship he had with Ding Yumian, so there was no need to hide it.

In the wild, everyone wears clothes to sleep to prevent unexpected situations from occurring and resulting in delayed responses.

Wang Teng hugged the soft Ding Yumian, covered him with a warm quilt, and the two fell asleep directly.

The other three girls also entered the tent, leaving only three people standing vigil.

"Holy shit, Lao Wang is here to enjoy himself!"

Mo Fan glanced at Ding Yumian's tent with envy, and then glanced at Ye Xinxia's tent with evil intentions. He also wanted to go in.

Look at the Sand Howl Tiger who is fully alert. He is really a model worker and so dedicated.

If the old wolf can do this... No, no, the old wolf is my comrade in arms, how can I think so.

"I'll keep watch for the rest of the night."

Zhang Xiaohou naturally took the lead at this time. He was used to enduring hardships, so this little thing was nothing.

"I'll stay in the middle period~" Zhao Manyan said with a bitter face.

"Then I will stay for the rest of the night." After Mo Fan finished speaking, he got into the tent.

Late at night fell, the silver moonlight shone on the earth, the temperature became colder and colder, and the wind blew like a knife.

Zhao Manyan shivered and got into the tent, changing shifts with Mo Fan. It was too cold outside.

"Hi~"

Mo Fan shuddered, looked around, and then noticed that the Sand Howling Tiger was still not afraid of hardships, ignoring the harsh environment, and guarding it with vigilance.

"Old Wang's methods are really enviable. He is a psychic mage. I would like to try to awaken him later..."

To be honest, he was also jealous of Wang Teng's methods when he saw the Sand Howling Tiger. If he had such methods every time he entered the Demonic Land, would he still worry about having no money?

However, spiritual magic is difficult to awaken. It seems to be even rarer than space magic, and requires high magical attainments.

It's not that he hasn't discussed it with Xinxia. She said that Wang Teng's spiritual attainments were extremely high. It was too difficult to achieve that level. Even her teacher couldn't do it. At least she had never seen such an operation.

He has many magic systems, and his training time is very tight. There is no time to study a certain magic system in depth.

But this also allowed him to see the depth of magic. The effects of different people's use were very different. For Lao Wang, it was outrageous.

There was no connection between the stars at all. Raising his hand was a magic attack. The attack was extremely powerful, allowing him to see the height of the space system.

The opponent only used two types of magic, and their combat power was exaggerated to the extreme.

He has so many magic systems, but he seems to be swallowing them all without exerting the power he should have.

Sitting on the stool, Mo Fan kept lighting the fire. It was too cold in the middle of the night and he needed to warm himself up to drive away the chill.

roar~

The Sand Howling Tiger suddenly roared in a low voice, and immediately jumped up. Its eyes were like torches, staring at a location in the distance.

Mo Fan was immediately startled and looked over, only to see a group of figures swaying, followed by several Sand Howling Tigers chasing after them.

"What happened?" Zhao Manyan hurriedly climbed out of the tent with misty eyes.

The people in the tent also woke up one after another. Following the direction of the Sand Howling Tiger, everyone saw a bloody scene.

A group of wild hunting mages rushed straight into the Shawang River and ran a few hundred meters away in a short time. However, the chasing Sand Howling Tigers stopped.

In the alarmed part of the Shawang River area, the white sand demon soldiers suddenly rose up, wielding sand knives, and hacked the group of intruders to death.

"This~"

"Okay, go back to sleep. There's no problem. This is not how you seek death."

Wang Teng glanced at him, said something, and then pulled Ding Yumian back to the tent. He has instigated wars between monsters and tribes, but small things like this are not enough for him to pay attention to.

"This guy's face didn't change even after seeing such a scene. He can compete with those cold military mage instructors."

Zhang Xiaohou said with some anxiety. He had been in the military headquarters for a long time and naturally knew the character of that group of people. They were exactly the same as Wang Teng at the moment.

They are all used to life and death scenes, and things of this level cannot attract the other party's attention at all.

"Is it that outrageous?"

Chen Ying was a little puzzled. She thought Wang Teng was quite handsome and powerful, but he looked a bit like a military mage instructor.

Zhang Xiaohou just glanced at Chen Ying. The unconvinced look on his face was like that of a star-struck fan. He didn't bother to explain.

"Okay, everyone, go back and rest. I will continue to keep vigil. It's not long before dawn."

Mo Fan spoke up at this time. He didn't want to have a conflict at this time, and he even had some opinions about Chen Ying. This woman didn't seem like one of his own.

He was very much like the kind of children from aristocratic families he met, who were very mentally retarded.

But there are not many people with big hearts among them, so there is no way they can sleep.

Just lying in the tent to escape the cold wind.

Time passed quickly, the sky was bright, the temperature was rising rapidly, and the cold wind had disappeared.

Everyone came out of the tent one after another and had some breakfast to fill their stomachs.

What lies before everyone now is how to cross the Shawang River.

So all eyes turned to Wang Teng. With this big brother here, there should be no problem.

"Just follow me later. Don't use destruction magic. I'll help you cross the river."

Wang Teng saw their eyes, smiled slightly, and continued eating the dried meat in his hands.

"Old Wang, you are still so generous!"

Mo Fan immediately gave a thumbs up. He was so scared last night that he would have asked to return if Wang Teng hadn't been sitting firmly here.

Relaxed smiles appeared on everyone's faces. It was different to have a big boss in the team leading the team.

Zhao Manyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he just got up, these two unfaithful people wanted him to test the water.

There's no way he can handle this.

Half an hour later, the cleaning was completed.

"Let's go, follow me!"

Wang Teng was still sitting on Sha Xiaohu, with Ding Yumian and the child Lingling sitting in front of him.

The psychic comfort spread from him, directly widening to twenty meters, and then extending vertically to hundreds of meters ahead.

Sand Howl Tiger took courage and walked into the Shawang River. Every step he took did not trigger a riot by the Baisha demon soldiers.

"The White Sand Demon Soldier didn't respond at all, let's catch up quickly!"

Ye Xinxia sat on the Ghost Wolf Beast and said happily to Mo Fan beside her.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou looked at each other, and then quickly followed Wang Teng in front of them.

Soon a group of people gathered tightly around Wang Teng's Sand Howling Tiger, walking quickly on the Shawang River.

Several people looked around in fear, until they reached the middle of the river, but there was still no reaction, which made them less nervous.

(End of this chapter)