Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"Uh... Σ(°△°|||)︴"

Bai Mo's face froze, and he glanced at the girl who was watching Fengling's performance spinning around. Seeing that her expression was as usual, he blinked, pondered for a moment, and said tentatively:

"You should have seen the last time souls intertwined."

"What did you see?" Ding Yumian raised his eyes, not knowing what to do, and stared at him silently, carefully admiring the man's expression.

"Well..., it only has three sisters." Bai Mo's eyes wandered, and finally he looked directly into Ding Yumian's eyes, feeling that he had the final say, and he would have to know sooner or later anyway.

After saying that, he added: "You are the eldest sister!"

"Not yet."

Bai Mo looked at her in astonishment, "Huh?! Are you angry? And, what else?"

"Being angry, but being angry blindly is useless. I thought a lot, and finally had to admit that the person I like is not specific, but being angry doesn't seem to change your heart, so I won't stay angry, but, I found a solution to the problem." Ding Yumian continued to observe his expression, a smile appeared on his face, and his tone was faint and dangerous.

"No more, otherwise I will turn you into a fool first, then record your silly look, make it a popular short video that you like to watch, and then change you back again, if you don't like to watch it the most Is it fun?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Bai Mo nodded quickly, then observed her carefully, with a hesitant look on his face, "Are you really not angry?"

"What do you think?"

Looking at her peaceful face, she was as calm as ever, as clear as autumn water, but there was a little more resentment belonging to autumn.

Bai Mo didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and hugged her. Ding Yumian's body stiffened slightly, and she pursed her lips, then relaxed and leaned against him.

Smelling the fragrance of the girl's satin-like ink hair hanging down like a waterfall, Bai Mo was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I'm sorry."

"You should be sorry, but that's not what I want to hear."

"I like you." Bai Mo opened his mouth.

"What do you like about me?" Ding Yumian raised her head and looked at this person's face up close. This face was very pleasing to the eye, and she had wanted to do this for a long time.

Regarding this question, Bai Mo thought for a while, what does he like about Ding Yumian? He didn't know how to answer this question. At first, he might just be amazed by her appearance and pity her life experience and experiences. Later, we got to know each other, had real contact, and gradually got to know each other, and then I felt her imprint on my heart.

But to really say this bit by bit, Bai Mo felt too numb, his lips moved, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Ding Yumian could see all his reactions clearly, and coupled with his mental fluctuations, although the man didn't say anything, she already knew the answer.

"Let's walk around the school." Ding Yumian broke away from Bai Mo's arms and said calmly and naturally.

"Okay." Bai Mo nodded and asked, "Aren't you not interested in visiting the school?"

"I'm a little interested now."

"Oh" scratched his head. Bai Mo didn't know why, so he pulled her to choose a direction and left. It was already past lunch time, and there were already a lot of students walking on the school road, and there were only a few people walking around the Moon Lake. More.

"There are a lot of people here." Bai Mo said.

“It’s better to have more people.”

"Why?" Bai Mo didn't get an answer, but when he saw the boys and girls around him paying attention to them from time to time, he got the answer.

In this kind of time when summer is not over and autumn has just arrived, the evening glow is the most eye-catching, pink and red, from the other side of the sky to this side of the sky.

It's a pity that Yuehu Lake is not big, otherwise the sky and water would be extremely beautiful. On the forest road, Bai Mo said, "Have you found any news about the spiritual totem?"

"No, I asked an old professor who knows a lot about totem knowledge, but he also knows very little about psychic totems. However, he mentioned a kind of totem that clearly has psychic power."

Ding Yumian sat on the lawn next to Bai Mo, looking through the sparse woods at the lake in the distance that was splashed with a lot of sunlight, and the people sitting by the lake looking at the scenery, and answered in a leisurely tone. .

"What totem?"

"Bai Ze, it is said that Bai Ze can speak, understand ghosts, gods, and all things, and has extremely powerful spiritual power. But there is no record of its whereabouts."

"Okay, I also know an old man. Let's ask him later."

"it is good."

After sending Ding Yumian back to the dormitory, Bai Mo was about to go back to the dormitory, but he received a call from the head of the Bai family, asking him to go home without saying anything.

In the Pearl Master Tower, a man with a square face and a majestic temperament was looking at a report in his hand.

This is an investigation report about missing persons in the Magic City in the past year.

In this world surrounded by demons, missing people is actually not uncommon, but every year in the Magic City, and in recent years in cities in the south, the number of missing people has been increasing.

Wen Jianhua actually knew how part of the population disappeared, but many times he could not make the decision to investigate thoroughly.

As the Councilor of the Pearl Mage Tower, his main focus is on Councilor Shao Zheng's coastline strategy. In addition, he also has to devote his energy to deal with the conspiracy and plotting of some corpse-seating guys, and he has no energy to take care of it.

"Da da da!!"

Urgent footsteps approached, and the secretary-general handed over an application. Seeing him looking at him, his voice came out in a tight voice.

"Senior Councilor, Dean Xiao of Pearl Academy and Jiang Juntong of Jiufeng Mountain sent application documents and requested to convene a council meeting. They found that Councilor Zhuang was using his power for personal gain, harming the interests of Jiuzhou, and colluding with demons, and they requested a thorough investigation of Councilor Zhuang!"

Wen Jianhua's eyebrows moved slightly, and he calmly opened the documents handed in with the application and started to read them.

Bai Mo returned to the Bai family, found the head of the Bai family in the study, and asked directly:

"What is it?"

"What did you do in Jiufeng Mountain?" Playing with a token in his hand, Bai Yuanzhi's expression changed from his usual calmness. Instead, he looked a little surprised and did not answer the question.

"What's wrong?" Bai Mo was a little confused. He just completed a few tasks and didn't do anything big.

"Jiufeng Mountain has sent you a qualification for the source of quota, which is given to you." The leader of the Bai family gestured to the token in his hand, "Generally, elemental condensation mineral veins will have sources of the same attribute, but this source is generally non-renewable. of."

Bai Mo knows the source, which is the heavenly material and earthly treasure that can baptize high-level perfect mages and help them break through to the super level. It has the same purpose as the Xinghai Tianmai.

However, most sources have attribute restrictions, and using the source to break through can help the mage understand the transcendent power.

Sources are generally divided into renewable and non-renewable ones. Non-renewable ones can generally only be used once or twice, while renewable ones take a long time to be used again.

Therefore, no matter which one they are, they are very precious. For example, the Bai family always holds the quota of two renewable sources, so that they can always have super mages.

However, the Bai family's fixed quota obviously cannot meet the needs of mages within the family who want to be promoted. Now there is an additional source of competition qualifications. Regardless of whether this source is renewable or not, as long as the quota is obtained, it means that the Bai family There can be one more super mage.

In an instant, Bai Mo knew what the head of the Bai family wanted from him. The qualification for the quota competition was given to him by name, so it could not be allocated by the head of the family.