Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"Hmph, you're questioning me!" Mu He snorted coldly. He looked at his kneeling subordinate with indifferent eyes, and his tone was unusually calm, like the surface of a frozen lake.

"Don't dare! I will definitely obey your orders." Although there was no trace of pressure falling on him, the housekeeper suddenly started to sweat like rain. He subconsciously knelt on the ground and said humbly.

Lifting his eyes, Mu He did not look at him, but his faint words echoed in the room.

"What I need is not his life. The Mind Mystery World is enough to put a mentally weak mage into eternal sleep. What I want is a few little flies who can use him to delay the trial. It's just a volume of antiques. There is no room for failure in Lord Lang’s plan!”

"Yes!" After hearing this, the housekeeper nodded immediately, quickly got up from the ground, and respectfully exited the study.

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After entering the city, Mo Fan was temporarily called away by Mo Jiaxing. Bai Mo didn't want to disturb the father and son's reunion, so he made an appointment with Mo Fan to meet at the school gate tomorrow morning.

Walking slowly to the street below the apartment building, there were several vendors selling snacks as usual. Remembering that he hadn't eaten yet, Bai Mo came to a stall selling stinky tofu and ordered two portions of stinky tofu.

He saw a hand cake seller next to him. He had never seen it before, so he thought he was new here, so he asked the aunt who was making stinky tofu.

"Auntie, who's new here selling hand cakes? How does it taste?"

"I don't know, that young man just pushed the cart here, not long ago." The aunt smiled and handed the packed stinky tofu to Bai Mo, and said it casually, without saying anything bad.

"Oh, that's it..." Bai Mo nodded and walked towards the apartment building with two bags of stinky tofu. Within a few steps, he saw Leng Qing standing at the door of the community, looking at him.

Bai Mo was about to wave, but he heard the aunt behind him shouting to be careful, and Leng Qing in the distance turned into a shadow and rushed towards him.

He also felt fluctuations coming from his side, so he turned to look. Then he saw the man selling hand cakes tearing open a strange scroll. A ball of misty light emitted from the torn scroll and struck directly at him.

"Retreat!"

The silver light in his eyes shone brightly, and a powerful retreating force beat towards the surroundings like a tsunami. However, the misty light directly ignored his own space magic.

The direct impact on him caused the spiritual wind that protected his mind to dissipate instantly. Bai Mo only felt his eyes go dark before he lost control of his body and fell to the ground.

And the man also let out a burst of crazy laughter at this moment, laughing and shouting:

"Hahahaha, let you snatch my Yaya, let you snatch my Yaya, haha, hahahahaha!!!!"

Smiling, the man directly picked up the knife in the car. Amidst the screams of the women on the road and the shocked eyes of the man, he stabbed the knife into his heart, and then fell to the ground.

Leng Qingfei ran to Bai Mo, caught him immediately, and immediately checked his vital signs. Seeing that there was no stagnation, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she saw the scene of the man who attacked committing suicide. Her eyes were cold and stern, as sharp as a hawk, scanning all the people around her. Except for the innocent passers-by who were also swept by the light and fell to the ground, they Nothing was found.

Taking one step forward, the ground rippled. Leng Qing came to the dead man and picked up the torn scroll. Then he took Bai Mo to the hospital.

"All of his vital signs are normal. After our examination, we determined that this mage should be affected by profound psychic magic."

Leng Qing looked at the calm-looking Bai Mo, but his brows still didn't relax. Of course she could feel that the dreamy light was the magic of the spiritual system, but her current spiritual system cultivation was not high and she could not make a judgment at all.

"What mind magic?"

"According to the instrument detection, his mind is very active. He should not have been directly defeated by powerful mind magic. As for what it is, we don't know."

"Thank you, I understand!" Leng Qing nodded, thought for a while, and guessed that it might be a magic mirror of the soul, or a magic like a soul cage.

Bai Mo's mind was trapped, so he fell into a deep sleep.

If this is the case, apart from relying on Bai Mo's own spiritual power to break the prison of spiritual magic, he can only use external force to break it.

Thinking of this, Leng Qing directly put her hand on Bai Mo's forehead. In an instant, crystal clear brilliance radiated from her palm.

With her eyes closed, she came to Bai Mo's soul sea through her psychic ability.

The place is shrouded in a strange light of spiritual magic, not as clear and transparent as usual.

Frowning her eyebrows, Leng Qing was about to plunge into the sea of ​​soul. Go deeper into the soul and explore the traces of white ink.

However, when her mind just hit the sea, a powerful psychic repulsion directly came out. Drive her out of this spiritual world.

Leng Qing opened her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows. She was an intermediate spiritual practitioner. Being able to drive her out directly, it seems that this power must be of a high level.

Taking out the phone, Leng Qing was going to ask Old Man Bao to describe today's situation. He should have a judgment on Bai Mo's situation.

At this time, in Bai Mo's spiritual world, a pair of misty eyes opened.

Looking at the familiar writing desk in front of me, the test questions wet with saliva, and the pile of information next to it.

Bai Mo shook his head, a little confused. Why did he suddenly fall asleep? He hadn't finished the questions yet.

Time passed by, and the national examination came in a blink of an eye. He also landed smoothly and was placed in a relaxed position for some reason.

Then on a leisurely afternoon, I met Bai Yueguang, a girl who amazed the whole school in high school and was praised by all the boys.

The two chatted about the past campus and university, and found that the other party was in the school next door to them. Then we talked about work and life.

I don't know when the day will come, they will talk to each other, live together, and then enter the marriage hall with the blessings of their parents and friends.

After a leisurely period of time, Bai Mo realized that he was old and there was only one photo of his lover. He was bringing his children and grandchildren, who were successful in their careers and studies, to pay their respects on a misty morning.

After the memorial ceremony, he returned home and sat where the two of them used to drink tea, chat and bask in the sun.

Looking back on my life, it was smooth and happy, with no regrets. My eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with just falling asleep.

But the eyes hidden under his eyelids, looking at the falling flowers in front of him, became clear and sharp, not like a twilight old man.

"I really want to enjoy it like this, but unfortunately, the fake is just fake."

What about Bai Yueguang? Bai Yueguang died when he graduated from junior high school. It shocked them that they had been in junior high school for a whole year. They were all ugly in high school, and he just wanted to study.

"Unfortunately, what's fake is just fake."

Bai Mo's thoughts surged, the invisible power spread out, and the world, along with himself, collapsed inch by inch.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Mo saw white walls, and the smell of disinfectant wafted over.

He sat up.

"It's been half a month, when will he wake up?" Leng Qing looked at Bai Mo lying on the bed in the apartment bedroom, and asked Lingling, who finally found the scroll information and rushed to Bo City.