The Prudent Mage of Super Seminary

Chapter 198 Something is wrong

Xiu stayed in her room, and temporarily took care of the owl that was observing Ato's side, then sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to cast spells.

Just in case, Xiu needs to make some temporary arrangements to deal with this sudden situation. The familiar pale blue moon beam of light began to appear behind Xiu, but it did not spread out of the hotel.

The moonlight gathered like a tide, and the mayfly curiously raised its little feet to run around on the single white floor, which was like the tide under the moonlight, splashing a piece of moonlight.

Four stars revolved around the embroidery, and a burst of moonlight began to spread around like water waves, growing like vines.

The human sea style of play will also appear insignificant and insignificant in front of the stars. How can a low-level demon compete with the stars?
Familiar stars fall.

In the past, just in case, Xiu began to chant spells in advance, instead of going directly to the scene, he planned to wait and see if there was any black hands behind the scenes.

Be cautious.

...

Atuo felt strangely that the authority left by the Queen seemed to be taken over by someone suddenly, and began to calculate as if breaking through the upper limit, and instantly opened the portal where all the low-level demons in Frazer were located.

And this kind of bloody hole, a low-level demon as crazy as a ghoul, will feel a little shudder when he sees it.

It was like seeing a real demon.

Angel Yan stayed in the air, watching from a distance that the demon Atuo stabbed the sword of command into the ground expressionlessly, and a large piece of hellish magma gushed out. Countless blood bloomed behind and around the demon Atuo, and a bottomless pit gushed out of it. low-level demons.

Angel Yan roughly estimated that the minimum number of low-level demons would not be less than 10.

Good guy, how many people from the northern tribes did you kill?
Wouldn't it be to kill all the clansmen of this believer's line?

Angel Yan frowned disgustedly, and for a moment wanted to kill A Tuo immediately.

Thought that although he was a demon, he was still a warrior. Is this what a warrior does?
What kind of skill is bullying ordinary people!
"You don't deserve to be a warrior, just a executioner."

Angel Yan's voice was completely indifferent, holding the sharp sword horizontally in his jade arm, and the flames were burning fiercely on the edge of the sword.

A Tuo got up holding the sword silently, and pointed the sword of summoning at Angel Yan. Countless low-level demons roared and charged towards Angel Yan, and A Tuo's voice trembled a little.

"I don't want to either, fighting for love."

Ato said.

Ge Xiaolun hurriedly protected the barbarian king and Ai Xi who were still in the mortal stage, and took out his big sword. After all, it was time for him to stand up.

Love?
You call this love?

There is no cure!
Yan sneered, held up the flame sword, and cut out a pillar of flame, like a judgment from heaven.

The raging flames engulfed the black demons on the ground like a sea of ​​fire, and scattered the gathered low-level demons.

Many low-level demons suddenly woke up and realized that they could fly, so they swept towards Angel Yan like a large group of locusts.

Ge Xiaolun took a deep breath, as if to expel all the depression silent in his lungs.

"quiet!"

It was as if the gods had thrown a hammer into the mortal world, silenced all these low-level demons, and fell to the ground like dumplings.

In terms of bugs, Ge Xiaolun is even more buggy. This kind of direct casting without chanting, or this kind of range attack with low consumption, large range, no rules and no differences, is it worthy of being the main god of the future?

A Tuo covered some of Weng Ming's brains, feeling a little depressed for a while. Those who complained to the Queen didn't get an answer, and felt like they wanted to vomit all the depression brought about by all means for power.

...Maybe it was the opposite, the assassin A Tuo really wanted to pick up the keyboard... Uh no, he picked up the Sword of Command and cursed at Ge Xiaolun.

But although A Tuo is a good fighter, it is really embarrassing for A Tuo in terms of quarreling. He wants to say some dirty words but can't say them.

Hey, what is this called?
Love is in B.C.... No, love is hard to say in the heart, eh, right, love is in the heart.

A Tuo suddenly remembered a very vicious curse that Heifeng taught him. He brought his family and interaction with him. It is said that the old ancestor was safe.

Atuo pointed his sword at Ge Xiaolun, just when Angel Yan and Ge Xiaolun thought this guy was going to say something earth-shattering, they heard a very familiar local dialect.

Yes, deforestation.

"Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law, you are my father, and I am your son—"

A Tuo tried his best to recall Hei Feng's tone of voice that made him want to knock him to the ground and beat him up when he said these words, and tried his best to listen to Di Huangwa.

Ge Xiaolun was taken aback for a moment, Angel Yan tilted his head and asked.

"What did he say... Hey, what kind of expression is this, why does it feel like it's mocking us?"

"How are you celebrating the New Year, brother and sister-in-law?"

Ge Xiaolun listened in a daze, then heard A Tuo yell loudly again indifferently, the last voice had a bit of a low end.

"Happy New Year, brother and sister-in-law, you are my father and I am your son~"

Ge Xiaolun tried hard not to forget what he heard and think about it. He felt that it was a bit disrespectful to others. What if the dialect they spoke was from somewhere, right? If it was really the elder brother and sister-in-law celebrating the New Year, this sentence would be too outrageous. Come on.

The corner of Ge Xiaolun's mouth moved up wildly.

I always feel that it is not very polite to laugh in such a serious situation.

So...Ge Xiaolun covered his forehead, lowered his head, with a hideous expression.

"what are you laughing at?"

"I remember happy things."

Ge Xiaolun opened his mouth with two fingers, trying to stop his smile, but he couldn't at all.

Are you dumb?Aren't people mocking us?

Angel Yan is a little confused, the operations of these two guys are so fascinating.

In fact, A Tuo regretted it the moment he cursed.

On the battlefield, scolding others because of the normal fighting of the opponent is really disrespectful to the opponent. In the future, it is better to fight honestly.

A Tuo looked at Ge Xiaolun's ferocious face, but still forced a smile to express that he didn't care about this sentence, feeling a little embarrassed and regretful.

This guy is weak, but a respectable opponent!
After killing him, I will definitely remember today's battle with such an upright warrior!
Ge Xiaolun looked at Atuo's expressionless but somewhat mean words, and subconsciously murmured in a local dialect in a voice that he could hear.

"No matter how much this brother praises others, he still looks fierce. Besides, I am yours... Forget it, forget it, let's not talk about it."

(End of this chapter)