Chapter 228： I have an aura

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

As soon as he returned from the transmitted vertigo, Mo Fan heard a familiar male voice from his head.

The abnormal body made him look around, but saw that he was kneeling to the ground with short hands and short feet. The voice above his head asked again, "Would you like to worship me as a teacher."

Facing the heavy momentum of the other party, Mo Fan raised his eyes and looked at it, but his body shook, and he dropped down, "willing."

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On the top of the snow peak that is difficult to be changed for thousands of years, the teenager is undressed, but it seems that he has not been affected. I saw the young man holding the sword with one hand and dancing, a little greenness spread from his feet, but in a flash, he had covered the entire ground. Hundreds of flowers bloomed, the trees were towering, and the birds and beasts screamed. It turned out to be a fairyland from nothing.

This is illusion.

"Master, what do you think of me?"

"OK."

An indifferent voice came from one side, Mo Fan looked, and saw the cold face of Shuanghua.

The protagonist of this world has the same face as Shuanghua of the previous world!

The only thing that puzzled Mo Fan was that he didn't receive the plot in this world. He knows who he is and who the person is in front of him. The memory of his original visit to the teacher is there, but there is no follow-up. Even the system has never appeared once.

From the age of 6 to the door of the release, so far for ten years, the other side has taken care of him. Interpretation is not without his feelings. It may be related to the coldness of the other party for thousands of years. Therefore, since he came here, his relationship with Bu Shi has not progressed.

Mo Fan sighed slightly. Why is it difficult for men in this world to get up?

There is care, there is concern, and there is love, but he often avoids him.

"When you have learned it, you can go back to the tribe."

Mo Fan was surprised, "Master?"

"I'll go with you." The young man touched the teenager's hair, revealing an uncommon tenderness.

Mo Fan frowned and smiled, "I knew that Master didn't hurt me, I didn't want to be separated from Master."

Biao Shi nodded absently and put his hand back.

Mo Fan couldn't help getting discouraged. As soon as he makes a gesture of intimacy, the release will take a step back, and after he pulls away, the release will get closer to himself.

Is it because of the relationship between master and apprentice?

Although the illusion of this world is a bit wonderful, it is nothing but magic. Thinking of this, Mo Fan had doubts again. Why is magic the key to a strong country? Just by fighting? Emperor's favorite?

Illusion is in the way, and the major families use the magic fighting method, and the winner can dominate the illusion of this world.

Mo's is just a small family. Mo Fan and Mo's disciples are fortunate to have a disciple from them.

The specific reason is not clear to Mo Fan, but he knows that in the end, the interpreter chose him. This does not mean that the interpretation still has a sense of him, but the sense is weaker.

Like him, in this world, the sense of men has always been in an absent state.

Explaining the person may be unknown to the outside world, but it is an open secret in the fantasy world. She has lived on the top of Xuefeng for many years and has been known for thousands of years. It is rumored that because of his high level of illusions, he can't get involved in things on earth, so he lives alone.

No one has ever seen the interpretation, but there are many rumors about him. However, there is no doubt that the release has survived for thousands of years.

Illusionists in this world generally live longer than the average person, but at most no more than three hundred. Explaining the life of thousands of years, one can imagine that the realm of the other side is a horrible depth that is beyond anyone's reach.

On the second day, Mo Fan brought here with him for ten years, and all the belongings that belonged to him went down the mountain with the release. What he took, however, were only two sets of laundry, a sword and a kettle.

Xuefeng is located in the extreme north, and the nearest town will have to walk for several days. Mo's is located in a nearby town, so it seems that it is not far away.

However, Mo Fan did not experience the hard days of those days, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the suburbs outside the town.

His eyes glanced at Yan Shi, "Master, when will you teach me this?"

Shrinking into inches, thousands of miles a day.

Pai Shi patted his head, "Wait until you have digested everything in your body."

Mo Fan pouted, "Isn't I doing well?"

"Someone is out there, there is a sky outside."

"I know, I know." Mo Fan was speechless.

It's not interesting at all like an old scholar.

Then, Mo Fan touched his chin and thought, speaking, he was more than a thousand years old. In the eyes of the other person, he was gray-haired and probably a child.

No, he doesn't want gray hair. As long as he thought of his white hair, old age, and the youth's youthfulness, Mo Fan felt hot eyes.

When he came to town, Bu Shi did not immediately leave for Mohs.

On the bustling streets, he was clearly in a white coat and exuberant, but passers-by turned a blind eye to him. Mo Fan speculated that the interpretation must have used the blind eye method.

Mo Fan has been staying at Liao Wuxu's snow-capped peak, and suddenly returned to the lively crowd.

"Just buy anything you like."

"Master, are you taking me to play?" Mo Fan returned to Shinto.

Bu Shi nodded slightly, but did not make a sound. Mo Fan covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at the stall next to her. He didn't buy it, he just looked at it one by one, and on the way, he had to pull up his interpretations.

Explained, "What? No one?"

"No, these things are not useful to me, but just looking at them is fun."

Isn't it like holding it in your hand? The minds of today's children are so complicated? Explaining such a thought in Bai Shi's heart.

Suddenly, not far from the hustle and bustle of the bazaar, Mo Fan dragged his sleeves and dragged people there.

In the open space surrounded by the crowd, the juggling technician was spitting fire from his mouth. As soon as his hand was turned, there were flowers in the empty hand.

He thought it was fun. It turned out to be simple illusion. Mo Fan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and his face was boring.

Someone squeezed from behind, sulking in his mouth, "Can't see? Can't see? Give a spot if you don't."

When Mo Fan was stunned, he would flutter forward, grabbing his waist with one hand behind him, and pulling him back.

"Master." Mo Fan was shocked.

"Be careful of the crowd," Xi said calmly.

Even in the lively explanation, the other party was separated from the crowd. And the man who had just hit Mo Fan had fallen to the ground.

The man shouted on the ground, and Mo Fan took the opportunity to release the crowd.

Mo Fan has always known that there is a body-protective mind in Bu Shi, but he has never encountered it himself. The power of interpretation is to contain his own breath, so that when Mo Fan touches the other party, he will not be hurt.

At this moment, Mo Fan also lost his interest in shopping and went to a sparse crowd.

"dislike?"

Mo Fan shook her head. "Too many people."

She nodded expressionlessly.

In the end, when the two left the town, Mo Fan still had a large bag. Pieces and pieces, all he had seen on the stand before.

Mo Fan smiled brightly, "Master, you are so good."

"Ok."

After walking for a while, Mo Fan squatted down, with a hint of slyness in her eyes, "Master, I can't move."

Pardon reluctantly turned to look at him.

"Well, me, Master, you haven't memorized for a long time."

Shishi Dingding looked at Mo Fan for a while, until Mo Fan began to feel guilty, but Shi Shi squatted down, with a calm tone, "Come up."

Mo Fan grinned, lying on the other person's wide back, stunned by the shoulders of his release, and lying on his shoulders.

Biao Shi's face supported Mo Fan's legs, but there was a flicker of coquettishness in his eyes.

On the ground, the overlapping figures pulled down very long in the morning light, and the figures nestled together in a warm yellow warm sun.

"Excuse me, who is this young master looking for?"

Mo Fan and Yu Shi came to Mo's mansion, but the little sister at the door didn't know his young master who had been away from home for ten years.

"I'm Mo Fan, your second master."

Although Mo Fan was at home, he was not the son of the patriarch, but the son of one of the elders.

"Mo Fan? Second Master?" Xiaozou was puzzled, but the servants on the side already recognized Mo Fan and gave Xiaozhang a slap. "This is the Second Master who has been away from home for ten years to study! You little boy, Are you taking your steward's words for warning? "

The guard turned to Mo Fan and said, "Master Er, this kid is new here and doesn't understand the rules. Don't be surprised."

The second master left home for a long time and didn't know his temperament. The guard thought, and immediately bowed his head to admit it. Behind him, he quietly gesticulated to let Xiaoyu notify the elder.

Xiaoyu hurried into the door, Mo Fan smiled, "It's okay, I haven't been home for so long, and it's normal if I don't know."

"Where and where, the elder keeps thinking about the second master coming back! Every time a newcomer enters the house, the second master's name will be mentioned several times. No wonder the boy is used to sneaking and playing tricks, and he does not listen carefully."

Mo Fan didn't speak anymore, only to let himself enter the door.

Mo's is just a small family, and the servants in his home are not strictly controlled. I heard that there was a second master entering the door, and all the servants he saw looked up.

Mo Fan frowned, and did not dare to look at it until the guard stopped drinking. After the three left, they couldn't help but have a head-to-head discussion.

"The servants of Mofu are not getting to know the rules."

Seeing that the house was unruly, would the master belittle it? Mo Fan took a peek at the other side, but saw that the Bu Shi group followed in calmly.

"Yes, yes, Master No. 2 rest assured that his subordinates must explain to the stewards that they can train this group of unsuccessful minions!"

Along the way, the guard briefly explained the major incidents in the family over the past few years. Mo Fan nodded from time to time to indicate that he was listening.

Oddly enough, this is all about entering the inner court, but without seeing a few Mo family, even the training ground is empty.

Mo Fan asked, "No one at home today?"

The guard smiled bitterly, "It's the Wang family in the town. He said he wanted to compete with the children of my clan. The children in the clan watched."

"Where's my dad?"

"The elders have gone. Second Master, should you go back to the house and rest for a while, and when the elder comes back, your subordinates will bring someone to inform you immediately?"

Mo Fan was furious. "Why don't you tell me about such a big thing at home? You haven't taken me to the Magic Arena!"

The guard wiped the cold sweat from his head and nodded quickly. This second master is actually an understanding person.

"Master, do you want to ..."

"I'm with you," Bai Ji said without thinking.

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