Versatile Mage

The ruddy cheeks of the shepherd turned their heads, and Ai Tutu, who had awkwardly stunned his mind, said with anger: "Don't say, who wants this kind of person to be a stranger, don't give us a signboard." ”

Aitutu heard the swearing of the priest, and immediately confessed to Mo Fan’s side. He whispered to Mofan’s whisperedly: “The big devil, you found no, this time, after you came back, my elder sister hurts you. I am so cute to pour cold water on you. I have never seen her use this attitude towards a boy. She is not from the heart and hates you, that is, I like you. I just said that you are the door-to-door son-in-law of the shepherd. But she did not say that she was a shepherd, and her daughter’s daughter went."

Ai Tutu made such a point, and Mo Fan nodded immediately.

Shepherd's cheeks were redder. She didn't think that the two men had partnered for themselves. She turned and didn't want to talk to these two people. She also fled and escaped from her own embarrassing state.

"It seems, the big devil, you were saved and saved very well." Aitutu said.

Mo Fan nodded hard and asked with a serious look: "If it is to give her a door-to-door son-in-law, don't send me the magic gear, I will go."

Aitutu gave him a big white eye and said: "You want to be beautiful, to sell the price of the pastoral sister, how can the shepherd be tied back to a high-ranking young mage, or that kind of hope. Reaching the talents of the supreme super-level. You have a small middle-level wizard, and there is no big background. At most, it is married to the long ugly status of the shepherd and the priests who are worse than the shepherd’s sister. If you want to marry your sister's big family, how do you say that the high-quality magic tools are filled with this room, and there is still a saying!"

"You mean that even if I entered this big family, it would be just a family member, but I would also be called by Miss Dagongzi. Oh, this evil class society would not allow me to love her sincerely." Is it prejudiced with such a strong feudal portal." Mo Fan looked up and said something.

After reading this sentence, Aitutu smiled and licked his stomach.

And the shepherd on the balcony can no longer listen to it. I thought that Mofan would reflect on such a serious topic and he would reflect on a little self-esteem. Who knows that this person has no face and no skin. .

Who really loves him?

Shepherd Jiao has not wanted to stay here, she quickly returned to her room, so as not to be brushed by these two people.

Aitu Tu is really a gimmick. When I promised to share the rent, I didn’t say that I would punish this arrogant devil. How can this goods be joined with him? And recently, once the matter about the big devil, Aitutu’s black eyes lit up.

If this continues, it is possible that they will take the initiative to call him a son-in-law.

......

It’s getting closer and closer to the week that can be challenged. Mo Fan is making up his own cultivation during this time. He doesn’t even have time to make his own magic gear. Now when he goes out to eat a meal, someone will hold the mobile phone. I took a picture of myself, and then whispered in the words "live catching fire, Zhao Ritian!"

Mo Fan has now been named as the fire system Zhao Ritian, and that arrogance and arrogance are almost all known to the whole school.

This fame is much faster than those who are deliberately trying to rank on the campus list.

However, Mo Fan is the first to disagree!

Which silly X gives himself a nickname that is so imposing.

Waiting for it, you can't use it for a month. This pearl school will know that your big devil is back!

......

This afternoon, Mo Fan came back from the training ground.

The training ground is very human. It not only has the target to move, but also has a small magic stone platform next to it. The trainers here can quickly return to the magic energy.

The recovery of magic energy is slow, it takes a lot of time, and practicing magic will quickly drain all the magic energy in the nebula. If there is such a fast-recovering stone platform in the training ground, it will come to the practitioners. It can also improve efficiency.

Only this kind of training ground is only open to the top 300 students. Others can only go to the very ordinary training ground. If the ranking is lower, it is estimated that there are no moving targets.

All the privileges here are often only open to the higher rankings, and the lower rankings need to be harder and harder to challenge, in order to get rid of the dilemma of what resources are not.

Through these days of school practice, Mo Fan also understands why those who are low rankings challenge themselves madly, not to mention the direct distribution of rewards, that is, all the facilities related to cultivation in the school are good or bad.

Out of the training ground, Mo Fan began to have a headache, saying that the real privilege of the hundredth acquisition was very useful to him. He really didn't want to give up. The problem is that he has so many challengers. How can I save this hundredth person by consuming myself?

Walking on the road, just the corner just happened to be a very small boy who slammed his head and slammed into his chest.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it." The boy, who looked very weak, said.

Mo Fan is somewhat puzzled. This collision problem is actually on his own body. He is still thinking when he turns his corner. Instead, this person has always apologized to himself. Mo Fan can't help but feel that this kid is weak.

"Are you not the one who Zheng Jiahui?" Mo Fan recognized the last person in the ranking.

Zheng Jiahui looked up and saw that Mo Fan, who was cast aside by everyone, changed his face, and his voice stuttered with a bit: "How... How are you. I am still... or away from you."

When Mo Fan saw this Zheng Jiahui, his eyes lit up and he grabbed him. He smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? You have been blinded by them. It is better than my public enemy. Where to go."

"I know that there is one in the waste you said, I... I also admit that I am really bad, but I... I dare not rush to the teacher, I dare not provoke classmates." Zheng Jiahui whispered.

Mo Fan took a shot on the weak boy and said: "Then you want to get rid of this countdown first, I know that this kind of thing is still very shameful."

"Still forever, I am the last one in the past six months. After finishing this year, I still leave the Pearl Institute." Zheng Jiahui said.

"Don't give up on this, as long as you help me do things, I can not only guarantee that you get a lot of cultivation resources, but also help you get rid of this last plight. As a reward, I will assign the school to the first hundred. The nebula of the famous student borrowed from you to practice, how?" Mofan said with a blink of an eye.

Seeing this Zheng Jiahui, the last guy in the entire fire courtyard, Mo Fan had his own idea.