Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 1283, Mohiel's tears

Ollie, the maid who served Angel's life, was very close to him.

The maidservant of Mana is the butler of the Pat Manor. She has been serving the two brothers since she was a child. It can be said that the elders are not too far away.

Angel didn't see the two of them in the underground cellar, so he looked at Lyon with a look of hope, hoping to get a good news.

Lyon's look was awkward, with a sly expression, shaking his head with a smile.

After a long while, Angel came to the room of the maidma maid.

Although there is a door separated, he can clearly feel the situation inside the house through the feedback of mental power.

The maidma maid is no different from the underground cellar, she is skinny, her eyes are ignorant, and her unconscious slang in her mouth. Because it was locked in my room, the clothes were complete, but the maid maid was a slightly fat middle-aged woman. Now that the big clothes are on her, it’s loose, like a child stealing an adult. Clothes.

Anger did not open the door, but stood quietly for a while across the door.

Looking at the sleek face of the maidma's maid, she became thin and sag; watching her once gentle smile, now it becomes stiff... The warmth of Anger's memory, the softness of the heart, as if torn into pieces .

After a long time, Angel looked at Sanders, with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Is it really saved?"

Sanders is silent.

Sanders’s expression has already explained everything, and Angel closed his eyes and the scene was quiet.

After a while, I heard that Anger said in a lower and dumb voice than usual: "We will go to see Master Isis, what he should know."

Saunders was also prepared to see Xiu Yisi, so he did not object to Angel's proposal.

Lyon said at this moment: "You... don't you go to see Orly?"

Anger snorted, his eyes stunned, and then he shook his head: "Forget it, look at it again, and increase your sadness."

Oli's situation, like the maid maid, was also affected by the red light. Because they were close friends, Lyon did not choose to keep them in the cellar, but locked in their own room.

The maidma maid has been so embarrassed, to see Oli... Angel has shook her head, Oli itself is a girl who loves beauty, and the ugly appearance is seen, she should be very upset, right?

Seeing that Angel's mind has been decided, Lyon did not persuade, just nodded: "The trainer of Shuis is usually in the clouds of heaven, if there is no accident, it should be there now."

Anger beheaded and turned directly to the terrace, flying with Lyon from here to the sky.

The cloud soil over the Pat Manor is itself refining by Angel, so he knows the direction.

When Anger came to the Yundi, he found that there was already a person on the cloud: White Bear Hobson.

The white bear's expression was embarrassed, and his eyes kept staring at the short stick standing on the cloud. Angel remembered that the short stick was the casting tool used by the white bear to predict.

"Is it clearly nearby, why can't I find it? Where is the fate deceiving me? Why can't I see anything?" The white bear's mouth repeatedly groaned, the magic of the hand was never cut off, and it was always short. The stick is casting a spell, but the short stick is unbiased and standing in the moment.

On the cloud, there was a white bear, and no one else was seen. Judging from the slyness in the white bear's mouth, he should use the prophetic technique to find Yurica, and finally found it here, but he did not see anyone here, so he would always cast a spell on the short stick, thinking that he had predicted it wrong. It is.

Angel did not think so. Although he did not see Reuss in the clouds, he remembered that Sanders had said that Reuss brought Eureka to the exile space. If so, then Xiuyisi may not be there. This world, but broke into the exile space.

Angel saw his eyes on Sanders and wanted to get an answer from him.

However, Sanders did not notice the eyes of Angel, and he quietly watched the tree in the middle of the cloud--the goddess of spring, Mohiel.

Mozair is a semi-treeized feather girl, half of which has been fused with the tree, but the upper part of the feather girl still retains the human form, the feather scales are clearly visible, and even the fingers seem to move.

"Sure enough, it was Murray. I heard you say that you got one. There was still some unbelief at the time. I didn't expect it to be the case." Sanders looked with amazement and walked toward Mozor step by step.

He knows too much about the preciousness of Mozal. Mozor can make the land fertile, the plants flourish, and change the magic environment. This powerful function, almost every wizard wants to plant a Mozul in his own territory.

The same is true of the sorcerers in the Savage Caves, but they have a good relationship with the Pamuji Yushou, so in order to avoid conflict with the Yu people, there is no sorcerer on the bright side to own the Mohiel, but it is hard to say in the dark.

However, Mozair itself is rare, and every Mozul is almost recorded by the Yurens, so it is not easy to get a Mozair.

The Mozor in front of him, according to Angel, is a wild ink muir that has not been recorded.

This is very rare.

Sanders stood in front of Mozair, and Mozair seemed to perceive Sanders's breath, and his body was obviously shivering.

Sanders carefully observed Mercury, who had no marks on his body, which shows that this is indeed a wild ink. This made Sanders can't help but look at Angel, this kind of thing can be met and not available, and Angel's luck is as good as ever.

At this time, a pure white rounded marble suddenly rolled to the edge of Sanders.

He looked down and saw that there was more than one round bead on the ground. The surrounding area of ​​Mozil was covered with large and small beads, crystal clear and transparent, and it radiated this faint glow in the sun.

"This is the tears of Mozair?" Angel also walked up, with doubts in his eyes: "How can it be so much?"

The tears of Mozart are the formula for the birth of the magic plant, and they also have considerable value.

"Muer's sorrow and joy will make it cry." Sandersmo licked the cold beads, thinking in his eyes: "The half-treeized feathers, except for the blackened Muir, basically remain. Initially good. In general, when there is something in her guardian range that makes her happy, she will cry. Similarly, there will be killing, bloody, and she will cry."

Anger couldn't imagine what would make Mozal happy during this period. Then the truth must be the opposite.

There are so many ink tears piled up here, which means how many kills and bloods have appeared in the Pat Manor during this period!

Angel looked at the beads on the ground, as if they were not seeing the beads themselves, but a living life.

Saunders noticed Anger's emotional changes. He sighed and patted Angel's shoulder: "Death is not the real end. Besides, things have not reached the worst."

Say, Saunders stood up and pressed his hat. In the sun, it reveals a near-perfect face.

As Sanders' lips moved, a small blue-and-white whirlwind was formed in front of Sanders.

"Cough and cough, how do you have any elemental energy?" It seems like a small whirlwind of a funnel, and suddenly it emits strange fluctuations. This kind of fluctuation is also captured by Angel.

"This is the edge island." Sanders whispered.

When the little whirlwind heard this answer, the whole body showed a distorted state. Although it did not volatize again, its anger and fear were manifested.

Sanders reached out and touched the head of the little whirlwind. He wanted to go back and find the exile space to help me pass a message.

The little whirlwind hesitated, but still moved. In a short while, it turned into a smoke and disappeared.

"This is the life of the element cultivated by the instructor?" Angel had seen the life of the fire that Sanders had cultivated. The name was called the flame. It was an extremely naughty elemental life. The stove, the chimney and the kitchen were everywhere.

"Yes, this is the elemental life I originally cultivated, called the whirlwind. But unlike the flame, this guy is the most lazy. He usually stays in the gravity garden and does not move." Sanders sighed, sometimes he wanted to give The name of the cyclone is better, it is better to call it no wind.

"Because it is a wind-based life, it is most sensitive to space fluctuations. It is the easiest to lock the position of the exile space." Sanders explained one sentence and said: "You have reached the peak of apprenticeship. Not far away, after you become a formal wizard, you should also consider cultivating elemental life."

Having said that, the life of the elements is also good or bad. If it is not suitable, it will even be countered.

So considering the cultivation of elemental life, this matter still needs to be considered. Sanders also didn't think that Angel could cultivate the life of the element that suits him right away. It also needs fate, and he has to go to various general planes to find his own opportunity.

However, Sanders did not know that when he heard the life of cultivating elements, Angel thought of the "door" of Jinque Wangting, which is not much smaller than the rat hole. If there is no accident behind the door, it is the tide circle.

At the door of the tidal world, I encountered some weird elemental life. Maybe there will be more elemental life behind it.

Moreover, Angel has a faint guess, the mystery of the disappearance of the elements of the old continent, perhaps the answer is there.

About two minutes later, the little whirlwind did not know where to drill again. With the small whirlwind, there was a gate opened in the air.

From the door, Xiu Yisi stepped out.

"Hurry up and send me back. It's almost suffocating me." The little whirlwind rushed to Sanders.

Saunders did not say much, put the small cyclone into the gravity garden, then looked up and looked at the opposite of Isis.

(End of this chapter)