All Of My Spells Have Properties

Under the leadership of Tang Yue, the three of them arrived at the Three Pools of the Moon-reflecting Sealing Space of the Totem Xuan Snake, and Mo Fan looked at this strange space very curiously.

"Brother Yan, is the giant snake you said really here?"

"That's right, Mo Fan, it's here. Yue Yue, you go and call the big guy out.

Tang Yue nodded, she stood by the waterhole, and after a while, the calm waterhole began to surge, and a huge snake head emerged from it.

As soon as the giant snake appeared, its narrow snake eyes quickly locked on Mo Fan's body, and its hissing chirping sounded excited, as well as doubtful. The scarlet snake letter all spat to Mo Fan's side.

This is not a snake shadow, but a real giant snake.

Mo Fan almost weakened his legs and feet, and sat down.

Lu Yan was funny, he helped Mo Fan so that he didn't make him ugly on the spot.

Stretching out his hand and beckoning, attracting the attention of Xuan Snake, Lu Yan said: "Okay, big guy, don't be curious." This little guy does have the breath of a totem holy green dragon on his body. Hearing

the news of the Holy Green Dragon, Xuan Snake hissed excitedly a few times, with expectation in his eyes, and the huge snake head rubbed on Lu Yan's body, as if he wanted him to quickly continue.

"'Mo Fan, take out your little loach.'

"Ah, what does it have to do with my little loach?" Seeing that this big snake really didn't mean to hurt them, Mo Fan was relieved.

"Oh, big fellow, the breath of the Holy Green Dragon is in this, you should have sensed it that day to show your figure, right?" Lu Yan shook the pendant in his hand.

The huge head of the Xuan Snake nodded humanely.

"Big fellow, the Holy Green Dragon has fallen, and here is only a part of the remnants of the Holy Green Dragon. However, if we have the chance, we may be able to bring him back into the world.

However, this matter is urgent. Now, you're going to molt, right? There is a conspiracy against you about to unfold, and I need your cooperation. We..."

After Lu Yan said the plan, Tang Yue and Mo Fan both nodded and signaled that they remembered.

Just as several people were deliberating, Tang Yue's mobile phone suddenly rang. She read the contents, and anger appeared in her eyes.

Hangzhou Magic Association, Tang Yue brought Lu Yan to come in a hurry. The top floor of the Magic Association Building is a conference room with an all-day view, guarded by a group of uniformed men at the door. Their cultivation is all at the high level, and Lu Yan roughly glanced at it, basically they are all high-level intermediate, and few are advanced.

However, such cultivation is only worthy of guarding, which shows that the power of the judgment council is still quite arrogant.

After a while, a man with long hair like a waterfall came out from inside, he had eagle-like eyes, glanced at Tang Yue, and glanced at Lu Yan, his eyes were slightly surprised.

"My man, Lu Yan." Tang Yue began to introduce.

The long-haired hawk-eyed man choked, nodded anyway, and let the two enter the conference room.

The round table in the conference room was large, but there were only seven or eight people sitting in the seat, and the remaining two dozen or so were all standing next to them, and judging by their uniforms, they were all judges.

Lu Yan felt it, and the few sitting were all super-level mages and did not reach the forbidden spell level. I think it's also true, the forbidden spell-level mages are all humanoid nuclear bombs, how can they wander around?

Just as Lu secretly looked at himself, a middle-aged man with a thick beard on the conference table slapped on the table, and said righteously: "People are dead, you are still protecting that beast, I came from the magic court this time, not to discuss with you, but to get rid of it."

Get rid of the hidden danger of West Lake and return the safety of the people of Hangcheng, you better hand it over as soon as possible and have us deal with it.

Hearing this, Tang Yue's eyes were stunned, and his chest was about to burst out.

Lu Yan pinched Tang Yue's soft shade, "Okay, okay, let them go!" The truth is always more shocking than lip service. "

Judge Tang Zhong and some totem guardians were still arguing with this councilor named Zhu Meng, and when everyone was fighting over the Xuan Snake matter, Tang Yue and Lu Yan had quietly left the conference room.

Not long after, Lu Yan took Mo Fan and the three of them back to the sealing space of the Three Pools Reflecting Moon.

"Mo Fan, this time you are caught in such a dangerous incident, after the matter is completed, I will take you to get a fire contract beast." Tightening the small loach hanging around his neck, Lu Yan gave a reward.

"Brother Yan, look what you said, am I that kind of person! That's it, don't regret it then. Mo Fan pretended to be polite.

"When did I fail to deliver on my promises? You guys pay attention to safety at that time, and I must get what I want as soon as possible. By the way, this is a space bracelet, you guys will get things and put them here.

Soon after, Zhu Meng roared loudly in the conference room, "What do you say, three people escaped from your surveillance?" What do you eat?

The scolded court mage was silent, "We have already guarded all the high-level forces of the totem clan according to the order, but they actually let a female mage who had recently risen to the high level rush out of the encirclement with a middle-level mage holding a totem bead. There was also a high-level third-level wind mage covering them.

"Guys who are not successful enough, go and gather all the people who can use them, and be sure to capture the female mage who took the totem beads." Zhu Meng can't help it. He also accidentally learned the secret of the ten years of molting of the Totem Xuan Snake, and missed this point in time, at least waiting for ten years before he had the opportunity to start.

When Tang Zhong heard that his niece had taken away the totem, he was relieved in his heart. But he was seen in the eyes by Zhu Meng on the side, and he shouted sharply: "Tang Zhong, do you have to wait until the entire people of Hangcheng are dead before you believe the threat of that beast!" Zhu

Meng was angry, and Tang Zhong didn't touch the mold, he snorted and didn't answer.

Just as Zhu Meng's anger was still gone, a subordinate broke in with a report.

After reading it, Zhu Meng angrily threw the report on Tang Zhong's face, "See for yourself, your gods have done good deeds, what else do you have to say now?"

Tang Zhong picked up the report that had fallen to the ground, and he knew all the words in it, but he didn't dare to think about that result. Because the words on the report are as follows: There is a spreading epidemic in Hangcheng, and there is no cure for the time being.

The so-called spreading epidemic, simply put, is two words - plague.

Tang Zhong's face turned pale, and he said dryly: "Councilor Zhumeng, this matter is not necessarily done by God. During the molting period, God will only secrete a bodily fluid that helps molt, which is not poisonous. There have been no epidemics in the past few times. "

It used to be before, and now that it has poisoned humans, it naturally does not care about creating a plague.