Versatile Mage

"Grandpa, what do you do?" Ling Ling sat down and asked. ,

"Other people are so sincere, the money is paid, and naturally they are responsible for the end. I let Dasheng come over and he should return from the demon." The old man said.

"Wait, I am a hunter myself. I will not protect myself. If nothing happens, this money will be mine." Mo Fan could see the money.

Originally, Qingtian Hunting House had not had his business to do, and it was hard to come to a single one. You can’t do it because it is inexplicable. This single business Mo Fan picked up himself and protected himself. What can be difficult.

"That can't be done. If you are dead, we... our Qingtian hunting grounds have lost their reputation." Baotou said seriously.

Mo Fan called Nima, listen to what the old man said is still not human! ! !

"You have to be more careful. Since someone has paid such a sum to protect the people of our hunting grounds, it means that you may be in danger." Spirit said earnestly.

"I am fine and don't wander around, most of them are practicing at school, and there is no danger to life," Mo Fan said.

When the words were finished, Mo Fan suddenly thought of the historical teacher of Xin Xia.

If the purpose of the Black Holy See is really the Holy Spring, if there are still more ancient secrets hidden in the Holy Spring, will the Holy See still come to find itself? ?

If it is the Black Holy See, it is really difficult for one to fight against oneself.

"Isn't the hollow boss aware of this trend of the Black Holy See, so the trustee can protect me, he can't open himself?" Mo Fan thought in his heart.

There are not many people who can spend a lot of money to protect themselves. Mo Fan is now basically guessing that there are people in Bocheng.

"You don't have to feel uncomfortable. Dasheng is professionally protected. The protected people don't even notice the danger. The crisis is often lifted... Spirit. You should look after Mofan with Dasheng." The old man said.

"Good." Ling Ling nodded.

......

Left the Qingtian hunting ground. Mo Fan has a lot of troubles.

If it is really the Black Holy See, then this trouble is really a bit big. The cruelty of the Black Holy See is that he has seen it.

And these guys have a feeling of pervasiveness, whether it is the original instructor Bai Yang, or the Yu Ang, who has been lurking in Mu's for ten years, such a person may be really difficult to guard before exposure.

Forget it, it’s useless to think so much, only one step can be taken. Now that I am not the little Master of the Year, they have to come and see that they have several dogs!

......

It was already night when I returned to school. Mo Fan didn't want to go around, so I planned to go straight through the artificial lake park.

Just before the artificial lake, there were several figures flashing at the rockery next to it.

After the shadow is tied to the middle level, it is very sensitive to the change of the shadow. Even if it is separated by a large rockery, you can immediately detect the situation behind it.

Mo Fan’s heart was tight, and he said: No, it’s going to be so soon? ?

It seems that the brother named Dasheng has not yet protected himself. The Black Holy See movement is so fast, and bold enough to lurk in the periphery of the Pearl Institute to serve the manipulator?

"Up, fast and quick!" There was a voice that came out and looked like a leader.

Mo Fan frowned. Subconsciously stepped back a large distance, so that I can see these ambush people.

A few people appeared in the rockery immediately, and they all had magical atmosphere. And the star trails that linger from them prove that they have brewed magic.

A bright flame cut through the night and fell from the heights of the rockery. Judging from the degree of incitement of the fire group, it can be judged that this is a three-level fire, with a terrible bursting effect.

Mo Fan quickly jumped to the side. The fire of the group immediately exploded in the place where he stood, and the thick flames rushed toward him.

Mo Fan brows up, his ankles squat on the floor, and suddenly there is a flaming flame at his feet.

These flames quickly flew to Mofan's body, as if they had put on a flaming dress for Mo Fan.

Those red-hot flames that have been rushed over have met Mo Fanmei. Just like a child who has done bad things, he met the class teacher and was scared to scatter in other places. He did not dare to have any offensive thoughts!

Just kidding, the little Fanhuo wants to compete with Meiyan? ?

Mo Fan glanced coldly at the guy who released the fire magic to himself. Before he could see the man, he suddenly sank in the water at the lake, and the surrounding airflow was madly pumped away...

When the critical point vacuum is reached, there is a violent wind that spirals upwards, gradually expanding from the original small whirlwind, and turning into a raging tornado with a diameter of nearly two meters!

The squally tornado was formed near the lake, so the lake was all sucked up...

For a time, the black lacquered water band turned into a curling water dragon, twisting the thick body swept over Mofan.

The mist filled the water and fluttered on Mo Fan's face. Mo Fan's hair was blown up.

Looking at this wind disk. The tornado is getting closer and closer, Mo Fan did not dare to hesitate, immediately activated the blood animal boots!

The blood coloration is in the coagulation of the armor, covering the feet of Mofan.

When the blood is shining, it is like giving Meng Fan's legs full of huge energy...

A pair of legs, Mo Fan jumped enough to jump out of ten meters.

He knows that the wind disk. Although the power of the tornado is very large, it moves slowly, and the trajectory of the wind-up tornado is counted. Mofan jumps and jumps to the dark street lamp of the park.

Going to the trunk not far away, the tornado that could not change direction slammed into the woods with the lake. For a time, the whole forest was like a baptism of a typhoon. .

"This kid is so flexible." There is a black shadow.

Mo Fan did not pay attention to this person who spoke. He knew that the most threatening one must be the middle-level magician of the wind system, so he must be killed first.

Mofan's palm turned over, and the power of thunder and lightning slammed up, and the arcs turned into a purple arrogance, flying toward the man who released the wind magic.

"Zi Zizi~"

Thunderprint was passed around the rockery and captured the person accurately.

After seeing that the man was suffering from the numbness of the thunder, he couldn’t move, and rushed toward the rockery.

"唿唿唿"

The two groups of flames blasted in front of Mo Fan, but Mo Fan, who had a scent of inflammation, would not be afraid of this level of power. He avoided the bursting fire and the highest blasting power in the center, and he was still moving toward the rockery. The place rushed.

"Blood beast!"