Versatile Mage

The sky soon became dark, and the three people who had no strength to find a way to find a quiet village near the Red Sea, stayed there.

Asha Ruiya is going back to Greece. If there is no accident, Mo Fan will have to go with her. Let’s go and comfort the summer of the year that I have not seen. I will honestly explain this dark journey. .

Sharjah needs to return to the Holy City.

Once the identity is revealed, she must return to the Holy City, no longer a student of the University of Ojos, nor an intern of the Guangzhou Magic Tower, nor the sister of the rebel leader.

This cannot be changed. After the archangel is selected, fate is doomed.

The small village is full of date palm trees. It seems to have just experienced a season of particularly rainy vegetation. The vegetation is very dense, like a beautiful tropical island that has not yet been developed.

Lying behind a peg-high room, white clean sand is paved in front, eyes passing through a few date palm trees just to see the green sea, smelling the aroma of some plants, Mo Fan Can not help but relax.

Still alive, the place where the dark plane is, is always in a nightmare, breathing is a kind of poisonous fog, suffocating, dead turbid, even if not threatened by any terrible creatures, body organs will slowly Decay and decay.

"Come on, try it." The saints personally cooked and made a dish of crispy roast chicken with spices. When it was not up, it smelled the mouth-watering scent.

Each piece is very delicately cut, and a piece of raw vegetables is placed underneath, so that the roast chicken is not too greasy.

With the meat wrapped in the roast chicken and the bones removed, the bite went down, and the taste instantly forgot the hardships of the past, and the face was full of happy smiles.

"Come, celebrate our death and escape, and eliminate the biggest cancer in Asia!" Mo Fan raised the wooden barrel and filled it with fruit wine. Although it was a bit strong, Mo Fan gave them a drink. .

There is no refrigerator here, and the wine is placed in the cold river water. The wine that comes out of the “ice” of the river is just right, and it won’t be cold and the teeth will hurt, but you can also get bored!

"Cheers!"

The two female middle-aged heroes did not waste a drop of wine, and followed Mofan’s drink. Soon the two beautiful women’s cheeks had already revealed a blush. After the pale temperament had such moisturization, they re-emerged their own unique Charm can be said to be pleasing to the eye.

It didn't take long for Mofan to come up with a hand, and he couldn't help but put it on the shoulders of Asharuya and Sharjah.

Asharuya and Sharjah looked at this guy at the same time.

Finally, he still exposed his nature!

"We are also a life and death and a total, not to say more, just three people, or we will pay a visit!" Mo Fan left and said right.

"..."

“What does it mean to worship?” As a foreigner, Sharjah is very strange to the word.

"It's just a world, two worships... No, no, Taoyuan Sanjie knows, that Asha Rui, you haven't seen a lot of famous books, explain it to you in Greek way," Mofan said.

"Probably the same as the pastor swears, no matter how poor, sick, or aging, we have to treat him like a husband, except the same room." Asharuya explained to Sharjah.

"There is such a ritual in your country. It's quite interesting. Well, I can swear in the name of the archangel. From now on we are worshipping sisters..." Sharjah said.

"brothers."

"We have two ladies here." Asha Ruiya laughed.

Sharjah nodded.

"..." Mofan's face was immediately dark, feeling that he was digging for himself to jump.

The minority obeys the majority.

Mo Fan became a member of their sister-in-law group. Mofan was still complacent. He could tell others that the holy angel Gabriel is his brother. The Parthenon is also a saint, but now there is a The feeling of giving up the female cockroach, without any domineering before, has done a lot of discretion!

Drinking fainting.

Mo Fan went to the bed to climb.

The house here is also very simple. The wooden bed and the quilt are simple but comfortable. I thought it would be a bit dry and rough, and the result was unexpectedly soft.

......

In the morning, Mo Fan woke up in two screams and two slaps.

After washing a face outside, Mo Fan turned his cheek and found that these two palm prints could not be eliminated.

No wonder it will be unexpectedly soft. How can they sleep uncomfortably with their **** body bones and soft and soft mind?

It’s a pity that it’s too drunk, and nothing happened. Otherwise, this trip is worthwhile.

......

"I should go to the holy city to return to life." Sharjah said something lost.

She didn't want to be the archangel Gabriel. She just wanted to be Sakya, a student of the University of Ojos, who focused on the things she was interested in.

It is hard to violate the Holy Life. She must return to the Holy City to face everything that is next to the world's highest watchman.

"The thing of Sulu..." Mofan asked.

"I will handle it well, the teacher doesn't have to worry about it," Saga said.

"That's good, my country is more difficult, the people need me, the organization needs me, I have to go back as soon as possible." Mo Fan said.

"Don't you go to Parthen with me?" Asked Asharuya.

“Ye Xinxia is in the country recently, what do I do to the Parthenon?” Mo Fan said.

"Who knows, you are a responsible man, will not let any one love | women disappointed." Asha Ruiya has something to say.

Mo Fan reached out and touched Asharuya’s head and smiled and said: “Reassure, the mistress of the Parthenon is only you. We have spent a year in the dark plane. It is time to separate. ""

"I have a lot of lover." Asha Ruiya took Mofan's hand away, not to be outdone.

"I have heard." Mo Fan nodded.

Asharuya frowned.

"You still go to the Parthenon with me, I have something for you." Asha Ruiya quickly opened her eyebrows and her emotions turned very fast.

"Can you tell me first?" Mo Fandao.

"It has been a year since I left, how can it be worse these days?" said Asharuya.

"also."

"Then two, I am going from here to the Holy City." Sharjah stopped in the same place, and then pointed his finger at a mountain that would cross a half-snow mountain.

The mountains are blue, the snow is picturesque, and there is a long valley leading to the holy city.

"Okay, goodbye, Sharjah." Mofan waved his hand.

"Goodbye teacher, goodbye to Asharuya." Sharjah seemed to be a bit sad, standing there still unwilling to take a step.