Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1187 Night Watcher 2
"Who!" Phil took a step forward, protecting the dream behind him: "What do you want to do when you suddenly appear?"

"What you are asking is the question I want to ask." With the light of the torch, the two of them could see that the person in front of them was a middle-aged man: "The two unfamiliar faces... look suspicious."

"We are special envoys from the Floating Continent." Huan Mengmeng wanted to take a step forward, but Phil stopped her from moving forward, "Just come out to relax!"

"A special envoy from the Floating Continent? Hmph, do you have any evidence?" The middle-aged man took a step forward—his other hand held a weapon like a stick, "Don't resist, follow me obediently. "

"Huanmeng has the proof of the Floating Continent on her body." Huanmeng inspired the identity certificate, and the colorful light was particularly bright and dazzling in the night.

"Bringing a colorful light stick proves that I am a mainlander, which bothers me a lot." The middle-aged man looked unwilling to believe it—someone actually refused to believe his identity after seeing it! ?

"Then... what about this!" Huanmeng summoned several flames and ice cones out of thin air.

"Is this a new weapon developed by you guys? It looks pretty fancy." He nodded and stepped forward to pick up an ice pick that was about the size of his finger. "Well, it's pretty cool."

"What do you need Huanmeng to do so that you can believe it?" Huanmeng was a little anxious - no one has seen magic like this in the past!
"You don't need to do anything, because I knew from the very beginning that the two of you are from the floating continent." The middle-aged man put on a smiling expression that looked like he needed to be beaten in a blink of an eye. I was joking with you."

"Are you... just kidding!?" Huanmeng opened his mouth wide in surprise, "...are you kidding us!?"

"Seeing you two little girls showing affection here, an old bachelor is just upset." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Just kidding, there is still a while before the curfew... Hey! I said I'm just teasing you, how come you, little girl, still look like you're going to kill someone!?"

The latter was clearly addressed to Phil—a good walk was interrupted by a stranger, and Phil now felt that he needed at least a spanking to vent his anger.

"Okay, ok, Phil, it's not easy..." Huanmeng put away his identity certificate and magic, and patted Huanmeng on the shoulder.

"Old bachelor..." Phil taunted with some displeasure—halfway through the sarcasm, he suddenly laughed again.

"Hey! You little girl is a bit too much, why don't you beat me up!" The middle-aged man said angrily, "You actually stimulated me mentally!?"

"You were the same just now, it's even." Phil shrugged.

"Funny uncle." Huanmeng stuck out her tongue while hiding behind Phil.

"You two little girls, alas!" The uncle stretched out his finger and pointed at the two of them, with a look of helplessness: "Alright, alright, although it's not yet curfew time, this place is not safe. There are always Then some short-sighted guys..."

"Don't worry about safety, I will protect Huameng!" Phil patted his chest and said.

"Who is worried about your safety?" The uncle rolled his eyes, "I am worried about the safety of people who don't have eyes!"

(End of this chapter)