Versatile Mage

"Young people should make more contributions to their careers, and they will feel a sense of existence in front of the bosses, so that they can not be measured before." The demon man is different from other mages, even if he enters this land full of undead, he can Talking and laughing freely.

This is also the point of Mo Fan, who rejects the rejection, but does not mean that he will be scared by the war after he is forced to join. The big demon he has seen is not expected to be better than some high-ranking mages. not enough.

It’s just that he is still upset!

Now is the rule of law society, how can we still talk about human rights? ?

If you want to join yourself, you can persuade yourself, and you will not be able to come to it. In the face of such a chaotic situation, you will not be able to change the number of wars. If you can’t change it, it’s still a problem. None, the Shadow Master is like a cloud in this night.

"The little guy on your shoulder seems to like this action more than you. Ok, deputy captain, help me to look at these unruly mage, my high-ranking mage will not be surrounded by a group of low-ranking undead. The kind of wise leader who will be rescued, I am only responsible for the leader-level undead, remember, if the leader-level undead hurts you, even if you win later, I will also apology for you, but let me see you kid. Give me scorn, do not do my best..." The demon man looked at Mo Fan and said that the first half of the sentence was very casual, but the latter half of the sentence has revealed seriousness and coldness.

"Oh, don't use this one to scare me. Since I am here, I will not escape unless the general trend has gone." Mofan replied impatiently.

"What is your general trend? Is it possible that a few warring-level undeads have scared you into pants?" Jiang Li’s voice was not very responsive.

"I have my judgment," Mofan said.

"I see it is an excuse for you to be a deserter." Jiang Liman is disdainful.

Mo Fan was too lazy to explain his moral bottom line with a layer of lard-stained cerebral palsy. He took a piece of fire-like spirit from his pocket and handed the little crystal into two pieces by hand. A section feeds Xiao Yanji, who is happy on his shoulders, and sings a song in his mouth.

When I thought about things before, Mo Fan loved to chew the dog's tail grass. He used this melancholy, decadent and casual? Personality charm to make the beauty of Mu Ningxue obsessed with himself and asked to run away with himself. Faced with women and war is as difficult to deal with, so Mo Fan feels that he should look for the kind of chic feeling, so as not to let others know that his heart actually beats faster and faster.

Have to say that the undead is more terrible than the demon!

And when people are deeply immersed in the boundless darkness, there will always be a constant stream of undead from the soil. When there are no more people around, there is no sense of security. The farther away from the city wall, the more the people’s hearts will panic. Anyone who feels that he will be the best in this team except for the demon man, since his heartbeat is almost at this level, the other mages must be between the legs and the incontinence.

"33, there are 15 from 49, I hope that the biggest gain of this war is to fill up the lack of these fines." Mo Fan chewed his mouth with the saliva of the spiritual fragments and no taste The chewing gum was taken out and it was fed to Xiao Yan Ji on the shoulder.

Xiao Yan Ji didn't mind Dad's disgust at all. He swallowed it like a jelly, and the swaying flame seemed to be a bit more exuberant because of the mood.

“呤~~~~~~~~~!”

Suddenly, Xiao Yanji made a long scream, and the voice was sharp.

Mo Fan and Xiao Yan Ji have a soul contract. He can understand what Xiao Yan Ji wants to express. At the moment, his brows are frowned, and his eyes are vigilantly looking around the cold black soil.

There are some stubborn hay here, after all, it is going to enter a colder winter. Even if a snow has not arrived, the plain around the ancient capital is basically bare.

The dry grass is shaking, the soil after drying is slowly splitting, and there is almost no sound. It is a pity that Xiaoyan Ji, who is extremely alert, has discovered it, and Mo Fan, who is connected with his mind, has also discovered it.

"There is something." Mo Fan said to the demon man next to him.

The demon man confessed that Mo Fan was the vice-team, so now Mo Fan is also the small leader who is in charge of a 30-level mid-level mage. He is responsible for his duties. Mo Fan now hopes that everyone will complete this protection light safely. The mission of the Masters...

"I didn't climb out." The demon man waited for a while, and saw that the loose land did not jump out of the undead, so he continued to let everyone go.

“Is there an ambush?” Mofan asked.

"Hahaha, young man, I see that you are really stupid at the college. The undead are a group of things that have no brains. Even if they have only one or two, they will rush to a super-level master. They don't have the brain to think about what the ambush is." The cross-faced male voice said rudely.

"Yes, at least I met the undead who will ambush," Mofan said.

"The true undead, even those who are undead, the undead monarch, have no wisdom..." The demon man said with certainty.

Mo Fan did not refute any more, and suddenly remembered Liu Ru and the undead boy he mentioned.

Of course, Mo Fan did not associate the incident with this incident, but he suddenly realized what happened to the undead who had attacked Huacun at the beginning, but there was still a doubt that bothered him.

"What kind of light mage group do we want to protect?" Mofan asked.

"They just arrived, and now the other teams are already distracting the undead army. Our leaders must wait for the opportunity somewhere, and take advantage of it at any time, killing the dead king!" said a square-faced officer.

"That is, if you don't have to kill the undead monarch, all of us here are all in the undead army?" Mofan asked again.

"The words are like this, but as long as we can solve the white ghosts, they will be able to kill the dead, and then there will be reinforcements, even if there is no reinforcement, it is easy for several super-level mages to deal with these undead corps." Min is absolutely confident in the plan.

"You are scared, I feel that you are not like someone who will be afraid." Mu Bai said.

"I just don't like the feeling that this kind of life is not in my own hands," Mo Fan said.

"Who would like it," said Zhou Min.

"When the undead are in the evening, what are they doing during the day?" Mofan asked.

"I want the government to put WIFI on the graves of the undead, and they are not boring. It’s so troublesome to wander around us... How, not funny, I am relieved of the tension." The demon man turned his head. Come.

"Ha ha."