Tiancai Mofei: Hello, Mr. Villain

Chapter 10
"I thought you were so good, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. I won't play with you anymore. Goodbye!"

As she said that, Mo Li put her hands on the table and jumped out of the window. At the same time, a tiny dark red fireball bounced silently from her fingers to Shen Wangmei's skirt.

The veil skirt woven by Ling Luo immediately caught fire when it touched sparks, and the fire was out of control, immediately attracting Shen Wangmei's whole body, and it tended to burn to her head.

"Ah, you idiot, idiot, trash, what are you burning me for?" Shen Wangmei cursed while jumping up and down.

Helpless, the fire got bigger and bigger, and she had to run to the back kitchen of the restaurant, and smashed her head into a large vat filled with water.

"Miss Shen, are you okay?" Shu Ning chased in.

Shen Wangmei was burnt black, her hair was disheveled, she came out of the water like a female ghost, saw Shu Ning, and slapped her on the face, "Things that are not enough to accomplish anything, and have more than enough to cause trouble, why the hell are you burning me! "

"I didn't..." Shu Ning said aggrievedly.

"You are still quibbling, who else is not you, who here knows fire magic!"

Shu Ning had nothing to say.

But she had obviously stopped at that time, and the spark was obviously burning from Shen Wangmei's back.

No matter how capable she is, can she still make the fireball turn around?

But here it is true that she is the only one who has awakened the fire magic, so what is going on here?
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At this time, the instigator of the fireball, Mo Li, was walking on the street, feeling very happy.

An eye for an eye, revenge for revenge, this is her life principle.

Whoever wants these two women has no good intentions and always wants to trouble her.

Turning around, seeing the small wooden house from a distance, and thinking of Yun Wangmei's appearance, Mo Li turned and walked towards the back mountain.

As the sun sets, the forests are completely dyed, and the white church stands quietly in the valley, looking beautiful and silent.

"Grandpa Zhuo Lin, I'm looking for you again." Mo Li pushed open the door of the church.

"Is it Xiaoli, come and hold it down for me."

At this moment, Old Zhuolin was struggling with a porcupine, but the thorns on the porcupine made it impossible for him to strike.

Mo Li picked up a stone and threw it, and the porcupine stopped moving immediately. Old Zhuo Lin raised his knife and dropped it, killing the porcupine immediately.

"Grandpa Zhuo Lin, as the only pastor here, you light a fire and bake food in the church every day. Is this really okay?"

"What do you know?" Old Zhuolin said angrily, "If you don't eat enough, you won't have the strength to pray. Besides, no one will come here for ten days and a half months, and no one will make offerings to me. If you don't make some wild game yourself What do I eat?"

Mo Li rolled his eyes and secretly slandered in his heart, it's not because you are too unreliable that everyone doesn't come to the church.

But that's good too, because the old priest is too unreliable and few people come here, it becomes her refuge every time Yun Wangmei beats and scolds her.

"Grandpa Zhuo Lin, I want to ask you a few questions." Just now, Mo Li showed a strong interest in magic.

"What?" Old Zhuo Lin skillfully sprinkled salt on the roasted brown porcupine.

"Are you a magician too?"

In mainland Finland, the clergy belonging to the Holy See, from a small clerical manager to a cardinal, are all magicians without exception.

Not to mention the pope, that is an existence that has stepped into the sanctuary.

And as the only priest in Hongcheng, at the very least, he knows the blessing of light magic, although he has never seen him cast it.

Old Zhuo Lin snorted coldly, and asked back angrily, "Which magician do you see who doesn't have to eat every day, and has to catch porcupines by himself!"

Mo Li thinks about it too.

(End of this chapter)