Chapter 250： I have an aura

The illusionists who confronted him did not know why. As soon as he came on stage, he voluntarily gave up. Later, when asked, he looked blank, wondering what the other party looked like.

As a result, not only the martial arts master, but also in the eyes of an unsuspecting illusionist, Mo Fan's image became taller.

As the competition was nearing the end, Mo Fan's mysterious illusion gradually revealed its true colors.

How could there be such a practice?

Is it a long-lost illusion?

A group of illusionists crave in their hearts, but also know that this is the practice of the other family, they cannot learn.

However, it didn't take long for the feeling of regret to be lost, and a sudden message spread to the illusionist, and the name of "Zhang Huanzong" surfaced.

As long as you join the 溟 幻 宗, can you practice such a technique? And the magpie sect only need them to be loyal to the sect, there will be no mandatory requirements and excessive constraints?

Is there really such a good thing?

Illusionists are doubtful.

No matter what the illusionist thinks, they have to wait until the end of the contest.

******

Today is the last day of the big game. Mo Fan's opponent is Mo Ze.

Mo Ze's heart was agitated, and he defeated Mo Fan with full emotion and became a strong emotion of the hero in the clan. He seemed to have seen the scene of Mo Fan's sad resignation.

However, in this way, he only held a few breaths under Mo Fan's "potential".

Really, is there such a big gap? At the moment of failure, a crack appeared in Moze's belief in practice.

At the same time, the first place of the martial arts has also been produced. Not surprisingly, it was Wang Yangyi.

After much of the ceremony of receiving the awards, and the lengthy and complicated celebration banquet, Tibi officially ended.

Mo Fan did not return to Mo's house with the Mo people, but brought his lieutenant's attendant alone, and quickly went to the Puppet Fantasy.

Take Mo Fan as an example, as well as the propaganda of Wu Xuanzong in town, after the end of the comparison, they have recruited many new illusionists into the sect. Among them, there are many children sent by parents who have not studied.

And this group of children is the "miaozi" that Mo Fan has ordered to be carefully cultivated.

******

Snow peak.

Mo Fan couldn't do anything with relief and could only walk up to Xuefeng step by step. Just two steps away, a tall figure jumped into view.

"Master." Mo Fan yelled cheerfully and flew over.

Interpretation naturally caught the young body, and acted as if Mo Fan had just gone out, instead of being separated from him for more than two months.

"I am back."

"Well, I will pick you up for the teacher."

Mo Fan hugged Bian Shi's neck and leaned against the other's shoulder, and said, "Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome."

Maybe it was the long-term separation that made Bu Shi particularly condone with Mo Fan. Even though Mo Fan held her neck and did not let go, he had to hold him away, but he refused.

But in a blink of an eye, the two returned to the top of Xuefeng. When entering the room, all the furnishings were the same as when Mo Fan left, spotlessly clean and bright, familiar as if he had never left.

"How is Master these days?"

"Ok."

"Master can see the disciples every day, and it is naturally good. Poor disciples are mad at the master, but they cannot see it."

Interpretation was stiff for a moment, and said, "Have you ever met Xiaofan as a teacher."

Mo Fan stepped down from the parole and approached, "Master, I know you're looking at me with your skills."

"I have never been a teacher."

"Master, you are still lying." Mo Fan opened his eyes wide, surprised.

The tight lips seemed to be tighter.

"On the day I went down, you peeked at the disciple taking a bath."

There was a flash of uneasiness in his eyes.

"I said, it feels like someone is peeping at me. I thought I was a servant to me, so I didn't care ..."

"They dare not," frowned, "No one dares to look into you."

"Isn't there one in front of me?"

Explanation: ...

"Master, don't deny it, I know it."

"... I just worry about you as a teacher."

"Uh-huh, I know, Master is always watching me because he is worried about my accident. Even when I take a bath and sleep, I don't relax for a moment.

Explaining a light cough, "I have no other meaning for the teacher."

"Well? How did Master say that? Did Master mean something else to me? Let me guess, what would it be?" Mo Fan thought.

"Don't just think about it, cook for you. I'm hungry?"

Mo Fan grabbed the sleeve of Parsons, "Master, don't change the subject, it's too blunt, I can see it."

Explaining helplessly, "I'm worried Xiaofan is hungry."

"Not 'for the teacher'?" Mo Fan grinned.

Bei Shi whispered, "No more trouble."

"I don't. Master won't let Master go without saying clearly."

"For the first time you have gone down the mountain alone, I'm worried that you will be unkind."

"Why didn't Master want to go down with me at the beginning?" Mo Fan asked.

"... is not good for you."

"I haven't seen Master for so long, and Master didn't smile at me."

When have you been laughing? Ten years with Mo Fan, although there is a time of tenderness, he has never smiled.

"Did you forget me, Master?"

"I've been paying attention to Xiaofan, how could I forget you?" Xi Shi whispered softly.

"So Master, are you confessing that you peeped at me with magic?"

"Yes."

"It would be better to admit it. Master might be a guilty conscience?" Mo Fan stared at him tightly, not letting off any slight emotions flashing on the other side.

"No."

"But you never lie, Master."

Explanation: ...

Mistakes.

After Mo Fan left, Ji Shi found that she was wrong. More precisely, he found out before Mo Fan left, and Mo Fan's departure accelerated the growth of darkness in his heart.

He watched Mo Fan smile gently and warmly among the teenagers, watched Mo Fan talked very well with others, and watched the teenagers stand beside him. At that moment, the thought of hiding each other was more intense than ever.

Teenagers are different from themselves. Teenagers have new friends, loved ones, and even love younger boys or girls than him. Maybe one day, the teenager will leave himself behind, take the other's hand, and confess to others.

Whenever I think of this, there seems to be a fire burning in the heart of Xi Shi, and my heartache can't be added.

He is the master of Mo Fan, the elder whom the other party trusts, and the loved ones who have dragged on from a young age. How can he be so embarrassed about young people?

It took a long time for the blame to calm down the tide in my heart. However, the rippled heart lake can no longer be calm.

When the boy asked him if he was spying on him, he gave a subconscious denial.

He would worry about whether the teenager didn't like him doing this. After all, no one likes to live under the watch of others all the time. But he couldn't help but want to take a look at the teenager's heart.

Interpretation always said to himself, the last time, the last time, but until the teenager returned, this last time was not achieved.

"Let me guess. Does Master like me when I do this?" Mo Fan's eyes fell nicely on the face of Yu Shidan.

"I always like Xiao Fan."

"Well, I know, Master likes me. So Master, let's be together, OK?"

"Why ... what?" Bian Shi finally stopped maintaining the light and elegant immortal appearance, and almost lost his temper.

"It's double = Xiu, tie, Master. You can describe it as you like." Mo Fan held her arms.

However, this time, Bu Shi broke Mo Fan's hand with her other hand. "Go out for a while, Xiao Fan is more playful."

Mo Fan put away the smile on her face, "It's not playful, the students said it seriously."

"I am your master."

"I know, what happened to Master? You are not my father."

"Xiao Fan, I have lived for more than a thousand years."

"Uh-huh, I know, I don't dislike you, Master."

Explanation: ...

"So Master, you like me, but don't dare accept it. Let's get together, let's do all kinds of things. Will Master give up?"

Released his forehead and jumped, "What kind of thing?"

"Master, have you forgotten? Happy things. Master, I have done it for you, how can you forget it?" Mo Fan pulled a corner, grieved.

Knowing that Mo Fan was pretending to be like this, she was still distressed. But he didn't relax easily. "Xuehu has grown up when you were away. Since you are back, go and see them."

"Master!"

Mo Fan wanted to say that the three white foxes, who were several times larger than Mo Fan when they left, rushed towards Mo Fan, shaking their legs and holding their legs.

Mo Fan: ...

Is this really a dog?

Although he did not raise the right way before he left. But he has been away for so long. How can he change his habits?

Mo Fan turned his skeptical eyes on Yi Shi, and Shi Ji only knew it.

How does Master raise a snow fox?

Little Snow Fox turned into Big Snow Fox, but still light. Mo Fan hugged his own fox for a while, ignored a man, and said to Snow Fox, "Hey, your father has been away from home for so long, your father is not good to me. It ’s really abandoning, really ..."

Explanation: ...

He's going to cook.

After thinking about a man who ate and ran, Mo Fan couldn't help sighing.

A man stubborn, how does it look like this?

Thinking of someone in the previous world chasing someone, Mo Fan couldn't help doubting that this was really the same person?

The release did not avoid Mo Fan, so Mo Fan was relieved. He was a little worried about his aggressiveness and scared the man away.

After eating dinner, coaxing the three big cutes to go back to sleep in the nest, Mo Fan sat next to Bu Shi. He clearly sensed that his body was stiff for a moment before returning to normal.

It seems that Bu Shi is not indifferent to him.

"Master, how troublesome is it to look at the technique? Master might as well bath with me, I'll show it to Master?"

Interpretation ... Interpretation was closed.

The author has something to say: The outline of the next world can't come out and weep. . . . Already three days

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