Versatile Mage

Perina’s funeral was held early in the morning.

Yi Zhiya also appeared at her funeral. She stared at Ye Xinxia with a stern look, as if she wanted to find the sly smile from her sorrow.

just……

Why is Perina going to die?

Yoshi's yarn is very confusing.

People throughout the Parthenon will die, but Perina is the person most likely to survive.

Did Perina discover something vital that made her a special resurrection status no longer able to save her life!

Sarang took her life.

The only difference is that her body was not made into a delicate can, and her ashes were not contained inside. Her body was completely delivered to the face of Mount Patong, and it was decent.

"His Royal Highness, what is going on here." Merle lowered his voice and asked Yizhe.

“Pelina found something very important and immediately let the arbitrator investigate, who she had contacted during her lifetime, and where she had been,” said Yoshizawa.

"People are dead, and many things are erased," Merle said.

"If she is a pure red archbishop, she should make Perina also a urn jar, like the ones that were sent to our temples before. What can make her feel a little bit of affection is only related to Wentai. With emotional fluctuations, it will leave flaws, and Perina's body will guide us to find the madman!"

"Well, I will tell Myron now."

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In the afternoon, everything is still the same, but some rumors have already begun in the Parthenon.

People began to talk about some old past events, and they can also speculate on the true cause of death of Perina. In any case, Perina is a great sage of the Parthenon, and her death does bring some influence. .

"I won't miss too much time because of a dead person. If she has nothing else, I have to go back to London." Mrs. Loo sat in the temple, and said to Tata with some impatience.

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Xinxia wore a black long dress in the morning and appeared in the door of the temple. Her face looked pale.

Mrs. Loo still sat there, watching Ye Xinxia.

"My husband, still well preserved in the yin frost, I don't really like to turn around. If you want to get the support of our entire Victorian family, this is my condition. As for the so-called negotiation, sincerity, friendship, Sorry, I don't like that one." Mrs. Loo said very straightforwardly.

"I didn't intend to talk to you about this." Ye Xinxia said.

"There is nothing to talk about between us. If you can be a goddess, it is your pleasure." Mrs. Loo got up straight and walked outside the hall.

......

Outside the hall, a red dragon was violently falling, and its weight was pressed against the stone bricks, which seemed to crush these expensive floors.

Jumping on the back of the red dragon, Mrs. Loo looked down at the chased Tata.

Mrs. Loo smiled. She said to Tata: "Let your saints think about it again. If you change your mind, sit down in Victoria's manor. I will pinch the final ballot. As far as I know, Yizhai has the ability to resurrect. She used to lie in a crystal hail, and even was unloaded, but miraculously survived."

"What she has is not the real resurrection, you have to believe us," Tata said.

"In fact, I don't care about what is pure, as long as I can let the man live. I wish you a smooth election. There will be a period after it." Mrs. Loo’s second half of the sentence is already in the air, and the voice is getting farther and farther. A little chuckle.

The red dragon flew in the direction of the northwest, gradually moving away from the city of Athens and away from Greece.

Passing through several European countries, Mrs. Loo deliberately went to the Holy City.

It was still early, and she wanted to stay in the Holy City for a while, as a small transit.

......

In the holy city, Mrs. Loo’s special identity did not dare to let go. She let the red dragon fall in the plains, and then walked to the first avenue of the holy city.

Walking along the first avenue to the seventh district, Mrs. Loo has her own place in the Holy City, where there are many friends who are strong around the world, who are always able to satisfy their own preferences.

However, when she was about to step into her secret small base, in the bustling shopping district of the 7th district, a familiar figure appeared in an old coffee shop, just in the corner.

Madame Luoo walked over and pretended to buy a drink.

She looked carefully and finally showed a horror.

"How did you escape!" Mrs. Loo pointed to the man who was drinking iced coffee and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Do we know?" The man looked puzzled at Mrs. Loo.

"You think that there are a few people in your face who are now strangers. You are the evil **** who has just been promoted. You are Mo Fan, and the sin is very serious!" said Mrs. Loo very surely.

Mo Fan’s “咕噜咕噜” drank a large cup of frosty coffee, and then smiled and said: “You have a good eyesight. I walked on the street for so long, and no one ran like you to ask me.”

Mrs. Loo’s eyes were hostile, and she apparently wanted to call the guards of the Holy City.

This great evil spirit escaped from the temple and even swayed in the street to have afternoon tea! !

"Crashing into me is the beginning of your bad luck!" Lady Loo's eyes have changed.

The surrounding moments crashed into an ice cave, and many of the drinks displayed were frozen into ice in a second. The powerful gas field forced many powerful magicians in the Holy City to breathe hard.

"So who are you?" Mofan asked.

Mrs. Loo’s cold voice gave her name.

"It's really a narrow road, I didn't expect to meet you in the Holy City." Mo Fan was also quite surprised. He even bumped into the monks who drove Muning Snow in the extreme ice in the corner of the holy city.

Unfortunately, this is the holy city.

Otherwise, Mo Fan must grab her hair and use her face to drag the uneven ground!

"What's the matter, Mrs. Loo?" At this moment, a purple-haired, smart woman in the coffee house came out, holding a cup of coffee that was also frozen in her hand.

Mrs. Loo frowned.

Archangel Saga!

She does not like people calling her Gabriel, and the people of the Holy City also call her name.

Many times I can see that she is dressed as a beautiful woman who travels to Europe. The pedestrians on the road are not so easy to recognize her, nor do she know that she is one of the masters of the Holy City.

"You are here, this devil..." said Mrs. Loo.

"Before the final trial, he was still only a suspect, not to mention that he took the initiative to the Holy City, and there was a vow in his body, and the Holy City would protect him." Sharjah calmly replied.

"That can't be shaken in the holy city..." Mrs. Loo was still unacceptable.