Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Qingtian Hunting House.

Bai Mo and Old Man Bao sat facing each other, with an ordinary table between them.

There are four bronze masks on the table.

"Old man Bao, do you see anything?"

"It doesn't look like traces of black magic." Old Man Bao said firmly, with a gentle golden light shining on his hand, he picked up a mask and examined it carefully.

"The power here is somewhat similar to the magic of the undead and the curse, but it is definitely not these two types of magic. It seems to be made with the help of other things that possess these two powers."

Old Man Bao said softly, even putting the mask on his face, but his voice still came out lazily.

"There are also some inexplicable antique pearls in the Magic Museum. There is nothing to say. They are things from more than two thousand years ago. At that time, there was no trace of the undead system."

"Old man Bao, do you still know how to identify treasures?"

"You'll get better at it after seeing it too much. It's not as good as some professionals, but it's probably OK after a little bit of seeing."

Bai Mo ignored the old guy's behavior of pretending to be a cup in front of the juniors, but looked at the four masks.

"So, these are four collectibles?!"

There was some regret in his voice.

"I heard from Lingling that the ruins you discovered are too small, and Gu Yelang Kingdom was not powerful in history, so don't have too many expectations."

Bai Mo nodded noncommittally, remembering the small stone bead that helped Hollow Willow break through. Then I told Old Man Bao about it.

"Hmm," Old Man Bao pondered slightly, "I guess it may be a powerful plant species, but it was sealed. There may be something special about that relic, but the mask is indeed not made of undead magic."

Bai Mo was not very satisfied with this answer, so he looked at Lingling again.

"Lingling, how long will it take for you to be a good translator?"

"If the time is long, make it longer; if the time is short, make it shorter."

"..."

Lingling tends to talk nonsense when doing things seriously, but Bai Mo feels that this has nothing to do with him.

But she also heard the general meaning, that is, she didn't know either.

According to Lingling, Leng Qing went to Huashan for retreat, and her earth element was perfected at the high level for a long time.

Mo Fan was accompanying his sister, Bai Mo and Old Man Bao had nothing to talk about, and Lingling was concentrating on research, so his stay at Qingtian Hunter was extremely boring and he went back.

The New Year came quickly, and to Bai Mo's surprise, Bai Hanxing really caught up with Gu Changying and brought him back.

The Bai family's New Year's Eve dinner is no different from other people's, and the mages take this very lightly.

Many people are even fighting in the wild, planning where to go for adventure tomorrow, and trapping themselves in retreat.

"I heard there was some noise in Jiangcheng. Don't go there lately."

During the dinner, the head of the Bai family said something silently, mainly to Bai Mo.

Zhuang Xingyan basically plays mahjong at home, and he doesn't go out of Magic City most of the time. Gu Changying and Bai Hanxing are from the Southern Navy, and their schedules are basically fixed.

Only white ink hangs around.

Bai Mo put down his chopsticks, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong? What happened in Jiangcheng?"

"I don't know. I heard that several super-level healing mages have already rushed over."

"Oh."

Bai Mo looked a little strange and looked at the current time. There were four unusually obvious numbers at the beginning of the date - 2020.

The expression was even stranger.

Hope it's not what he thinks.

On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head.

Mingzhu Academy has entered a new semester, and Bai Mo is cooking in Jinyuan Apartment.

Today is Mu Nujiao’s birthday.

There were very few people at the table, except for Ai Tutu. Mu Nujiao had always been obsessed with practicing, even Mu Nuxin, who had been a relative in the family before. Also because of different ambitions, we have less contact.

"Yeah! These ribs are delicious, Bai Mo. If you can't work as a mage in the future, you can become a cook." Ai Tutu said.

"How can that be done? If I don't become a magician, I can make a living without being a cook." Bai Mo said and glanced at Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu opposite.

"Ha!" This look was seen by both of them, and Ai Tutu exclaimed, "No, you want to eat two people's food?!"

"Okay, don't talk during the meal." Mu Nujiao knew that if they didn't stop the conversation, the topic would turn into something that would make her blush, so she immediately stuffed Ai Tutu's mouth with a piece of ribs.

"If it's delicious, just eat more." After saying that, she glanced at Bai Mo.

"Jiaojiao, do you want to drink some wine to celebrate." Bai Mo said with a smile.

"No, I still have to practice at night. The main campus exam is coming soon. I really want to enter the Three-Step Tower. That Mo Fan is not easy to deal with." Mu Nujiao shook her head, not intending to do anything because today is her birthday. relax for a moment.

"Me too, me too." Ai Tutu immediately raised his hand, "I also want to enter the Three-Step Tower."

"Mo Fan., why are you dealing with him?" Bai Mo was a little strange, "He is born with dual abilities. There is a high probability that he will be the first in the main campus assessment, but the first place can also be the team."

"You want us to team up with him?"

"No, what I mean is that he is very short of money. If he wins first place, you can definitely spend money to buy a teammate spot and get rewards in the form of a small team."

Bai Mo explained.

"Oh, yes." Ai Tutu's eyes widened. He thought this was a good way to get a quota without much effort, and immediately started checking his own treasury.

Mu Nujiao, on the other hand, had a strange look on her face. She glanced at Bai Mo lightly and said, "You are the only one with more clever ideas."

"what do you think."

"it is good."

"Is the food delicious?"

"it is good."

"Save some room for the cake later."

"it is good."

"Let's go out and watch a movie tonight."

"Okay?!" Mu Nujiao looked startled.

"What's wrong?" Bai Mo didn't understand. He took out his phone and started scanning for anything interesting, and asked with concern:

"What do you want to see?"

“Horror movie horror movie!”

"No, I won't go out." Mu Nujiao subconsciously wanted to refuse, but she changed her mind and said, "Just watch it at home."

"Okay." Bai Mo nodded, while Ai Tutu was a little dissatisfied. He buried his head on Mu Nujiao's chest and made a coquettish sound of unknown meaning, but Mu Nujiao was unmoved.

He glared at the boy opposite and told him not to look around.

The fragrance of tea is lingering and gradually disappears as the temperature goes by.

Dean Xiao was studying academic issues in his office when his assistant pushed open the door and delivered a secret letter from the military in Bo City. Far away in Qingtian Hunting House, a strange commission was placed in front of Lingling.

"Because I now entrust you to protect the students of Pearl Academy - Mo Fan."

Lingling picked up the commission, read it carefully again, and ran upstairs to find her grandfather.

The dim sunset was blocked by thick curtains, and the room was dark. A classic film about the changes of the last century was playing on the projection screen.

The projected light illuminated three young men, one of whom had a finished beer can on his chest and was already asleep in a daze. The other two were still watching the video, and the coffee table in front of them was filled with cold dishes and braised food.

"If you have money, you should eat, drink, whore, gamble, and do random things, but never do good deeds!"

In the image, the old man spoke thoughtful words, but Bai Mo had no intention of listening anymore. The empty soda bottle in his hand made him a little drunk, which may have been infected by Ai Tutu.

So he unconsciously fell on Mu Nu's delicate legs.

A faint look fell, and she originally wanted to move her legs, but thinking that he had a hard time cooking at noon, she let him lie down for a while.

Anyway, the movie is almost over, but I still have to ask.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm a little drunk, lie down for a while."

Bai Mo looked up at the two peaks in front of him and felt the warmth on the back of his head, as soft as a goose down pillow. His eyes were still unblinking. Damn it, he couldn't even see his face!

The plain voice was a little speechless, "Lie."

"No, I'm really drunk. If you don't believe me, just bend down and smell it."

Ignoring these words, Mu Nujiao raised her hand and covered his eyes, "Then go to sleep."

Judging from the sound of the movie in his ears, maybe the knees were really too soft. Bai Mo actually fell asleep before the movie ended.

This made Mu Nujiao, who wanted to wake her up, a little angry. This person actually fell asleep, and the timing was such a coincidence.

He picked up the remote control on the side with his palm and played the music and turned down the volume.

He lowered his head and looked at the face carefully.

His fair face was as smooth as jade, and he looked even prettier than her.

He raised his hand and couldn't help but pull it. He put his other hand up, pulled it again, and then squeezed it.

This guy, it's his birthday, but he's taking advantage of it.

Mu Nujiao put down her hands and took off the hairband that tied her hair, letting her hair fall loosely. He grabbed the hair of the person in front of him and tied it up.

It's a bit asymmetrical, so I took the hair ring from Tutu's hand.

Nodding and looking at the work in front of her, Mu Nujiao picked up her phone with satisfaction.