Versatile Mage: I have a traveling panda

Chapter 118 The rules on the road, the mage is in charge of the mage’s affairs

Mu Hongyun sent a message to ask about his teacher Enen and learned that the place where they had class was playground No. [-].

After asking about it clearly, Mu Hongyun raised his hand and snapped his fingers, making a very stylish transition.

On the No. [-] playground, Shi Enen was playing badminton with Zhao Guangling. Zhao Guangling kept giggling after seeing Shi Enen reply to the message.

She asked: "Hey, what are you doing? You keep giggling."

"Oh! The monitor will be here soon."

Shi Enen reacted and immediately smiled at Zhao Guangling and said, with dimples appearing on his gentle face.

"Monitor? If you didn't tell me, I would have thought that our class would have no monitor." Zhao Guangling said with a hand on his forehead and a very melancholy tone.

"Classmate Zhao Guangling, your words are too hurtful."

As soon as Zhao Guangling finished speaking, Mu Hongyun appeared behind her and happened to hear these hurtful words.

"Um, monitor, when did you come?"

Zhao Guangling didn't expect that his words would be heard by the rightful owner. His whole body suddenly stiffened and he smiled awkwardly.

"Brother, why did you suddenly come to class again?"

Shi Enen put down the racket, walked to Mu Hongyun and said, the sweat on his face shining in the sun, like pearls shining in the light of fire.

Today, Shi Enen is wearing a very bright outfit. Her hair is tied into a ponytail, and she looks very dashing. She wears a college-style shirt on the upper body, a gray pleated skirt and milky white stockings on the lower body.

"Hey, my bones have been sore from idleness these past few days. Let's go out for a walk and breathe some fresh air."

Mu Hongyun said with a yawn.

When Mu Hongyun yawned, a little girl wearing cartoon bear clothes walked past him openly.

Uh-huh?

Mu Hongyun's dead eyes suddenly widened, and he turned to look at the little girl. He saw the little girl carrying a small yellow satchel, looking here and there on the green lawn.

Mu Hongyun looked carefully this time. There was indeed no shadow under the little girl's feet.

"Well, look, is there a little girl there?"

Mu Hongyun said to Shi Enen with a serious face.

"Little girl?! Where is the little girl?"

Shi Enen looked in the direction Mu Hongyun pointed, but there was nothing there, only students from another class doing Tai Chi.

Mu Hongyun looked again and saw that the little girl had changed into a white Tang suit at some point and started playing Tai Chi with her classmates.

Mu Hongyun frowned. Could it be that only he could see the little girl and no one else could?

The little girl who was practicing Tai Chi with the Tai Chi team seemed to have discovered Mu Hongyun. A trace of panic flashed across her face, and then her whole body exploded like a bubble again.

"Monitor, are you dazzled? There is no little girl there."

Shi Enen stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Mu Hongyun's eyes.

"Maybe"

Mu Hongyun smiled and shook his head.

"Brother, do you have time at noon today? I would like to treat you to a meal."

Shi Enen put her hands behind her back with a bright smile and asked innocently.

"Okay, I'll take care of some things first."

Mu Hongyun's cell phone had been ringing since just now. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Fang Zheng.

Little Bald Donkey: The donor is good, the poor monk is upright.Hold your fists, hold your fists, hold your fists

Little Bald Donkey: Donor, the poor monk has analyzed the goal of this mission.

Little Bald Donkey: The target is a group of human traffickers who often operate in coastal cities!

Little Bald Donkey: This group of people is currently hiding in the surrounding coastal cities.Little Bald Donkey: "List of Criminal Group Members.txt"

Little Bald Donkey: Donor, are you there? ? ?

Mu Hongyun sent this list to the vampire Xuanting backhandedly. These vampires had some gray forces in the city.

Qingtian hunting place.

The little monk Fangzheng sighed. This benefactor Mu didn't reply to the message, and he didn't know whether he saw it or not.

Master asked me to go down the mountain to train my mind, but he didn’t even give me a dime. Who would have thought that my first job after coming down the mountain would be to beg for food.

Fang Zheng sighed and said, "I thought hunters only care about monsters, but I didn't expect that they also care about human affairs."

"There are rules on the road, and the mage is in charge of the mage's affairs."

Lingling said while standing on the fist pile.

Fang Zheng scratched his face and said, "But shouldn't the Tribunal deal with the evil mage's affairs?"

Lingling said melancholy: Is there a possibility that this task was issued by the Trial Conference?

Founder: Uh
Jingle Bell.
Mo Fan swaggered in and saw Lingling standing there. He immediately got up and said, "Hey - isn't this Master Lingling? I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you acting like this?"

Fang Zheng: No kidding, when he said "Yo", I was dumbfounded!
A week ago, Mo Fan was introduced to Qingtian Hunting Center by Mu Hongyun. For this, Mo Fan owed Mu Hongyun thirty meals and more than 200 "Daddy" calls.

Lingling closed her eyes and refused to listen. This bitch always bullied her based on his cultivation as a second-level martial artist.

They also euphemistically call it fist-feeding. You, a little martial artist in the second level, are fed a chicken-feather fist!
"Huh, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young girls into poverty!"

Lingling slowly moved her fists, but her eyes were staring at Mo Fan fiercely.

Mo Fan smiled and stopped looking at Lingling. When he saw Fang Zheng, he covered his face with one hand and said, "Hmm! What a big light bulb."

Fang Zheng's face darkened: You are in good health!

Amitabha, monks don't lie, Fangzheng whispered.

"The poor monk Fangzheng!"

Fang Zheng raised his palm and said.

"Hello, hello, my name is Fang Yuan, no, my name is Mo Fan."

Mo Fan smiled awkwardly but politely.

——Why did this person make me feel so cheap when we first met?

Fang Zheng chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and quickly blocked his random thoughts.

——Strange, why did I suddenly say the word Fang Yuan.

Mo Fan felt confused in his mind.

Magic City, Northland Club.

This is the alien club created by Xuanting, which specifically accepts alien creatures like vampires, including, of course, evil mages.

It has a slightly dark mood, with elk heads and paintings of ice and snow hanging on the walls, and a flame dancing in the fireplace.

The interior is obviously European style, and behind the bar is a dazzling array of world-famous wines - vampires are quite talented in business.

Xuanting's eyebrows felt a little stinging, and the screen on his cell phone showed exactly the message Mu Hongyun sent him.

He knew this criminal group. In fact, not only did he know it, one of its bosses was also his elder, a vampire duke.

That's it, each family is sweeping snow from the eaves. Now that his own life is at stake, how can he care about others.

And if he can obtain the true blood of the Duke, he may not be unable to advance to the Duke level. He has been stuck in the earl class for more than 60 years.

Soon, Xuanting sent all the information he knew to Mu Hongyun. He even marked the information of several of his elders' descendants.

Elder: Okay, okay, I’ve done my best to my family!
(End of this chapter)