Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Chapter 612 Peerless Mowing the Grass! (Continues three more)
She gestured with her hands, and then made a request rather shyly.

"That ancient feather coat. Although some people once speculated that it was a super ancient and powerful magic weapon, it is no longer possible to revive it. It is difficult to restore its appearance. What use do you want it for? "Unexpectedly, Han Ji really knew about this thing.

"Ahem. Didn't I see its restoration picture, and I was amazed, and I kept thinking about whether I could restore it." Mo Yinge said embarrassedly.

Han Ji understood that after all, girls like some beautiful things.

"I can't promise you this casually. After all, it is a treasure treasured by our ancient capital, but after all, you helped us get rid of an undead monarch." Han Ji said with some embarrassment.

Mo Yinge was also exquisitely thoughtful, and immediately understood what Han Ji meant.

No matter how precious a piece of cultural relic is, it can't compare to the safety of this city. Han Ji is sure that she really wants it, and he is up for it.His meaning is very simple, your contribution is great, but it is still a little bit short, if you can stay and make some contribution, if you are not sure, I will give it to you!

This made Moyingge a little embarrassed. She would be very happy to stay at another time. As a mage, she didn't want to stand by and watch, but in two days it will be the final interview stage for the nomination by the government. There is no way to participate in the World School Competition.

Even if he has four votes for nomination, it is only an unofficial decision. To be really sure, you have to go through the process again.

Moyingge: Tangled
Han Ji also found it interesting to see Mo Yinge's tangled appearance, but he didn't say much, shook his head and left here.

The ancient capital is huge, and there are too many things that require his attention.

"Forget it, forget it, what are you thinking about? It's better to kill a few more undead when you have this time. Let's let it go tonight!" Go down to the city wall.

They have all come to the ancient capital, and it is unreasonable not to kill the undead for a night. Moyingge no longer uses super-level magic, but uses the other three high-level magic to cast spells in turn.

It has to be said that the light magic really conquers the undead, and a light falling down for a long time can clean up hundreds of black rotten corpses.

She was staying not far from Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and the others. The northern city wall should be safe for the time being.
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"It's really a group of wine bags and rice bags!" There was a crackling sound of tea bowls, and a roar echoed in a tea house.

"My lord, calm down, we really didn't expect a super mage to appear, and we didn't dare to do anything later," the owner of the tea house said obediently.

"Hmph, I shouldn't have awakened Moyingge's magic in the first place. I never thought that she would come here regardless of her brother's future in the country. She really cares about love and righteousness!"

It was the voice of a middle-aged man. If there were people from Bo City, they would definitely recognize who this person was.

Mu He sneered and said, "Since you're here, don't leave. Pass on my order, don't look for their magic for now. When the sun rises, this city will fall into complete despair!"

The owner of the tea shop kept saying yes, even if he didn’t say anything, no one would dare to trouble a super-level mage. Although the ancient capital gathered almost all the deacons in blue clothes, how could a high-level mage compare with a super-level mage? What's more, Mo Yinge is not an ordinary super mage.

"But Chief Deacon, Huacun's share of Kunjing water is also missing. It would be fine if Fang Gu took it away, but it would be troublesome if it was taken away by that Moyingge."

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!" Mu He slapped down and smashed another corner of the valuable table.

"Even if we got it, so what? We have the Nine Serenity Dew prepared from six parts of well water. Even if they find some keys, they won't be able to linger for a while. Maybe there will be a group of more people who will die and wait until Shayuan When it comes, the entire ancient capital will become the altar of Lord Sarang's conferred gods!!"

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"I, Mo Fan, have thunder in my left hand and fire in my right hand, even if I encounter a commander-level undead, how can I really have it?!"

Mo Fan and his friends teamed up to fight monsters and upgrade. He was a person who couldn't keep his mouth shut. He was talking nonsense. When he turned his head, he saw a huge corpse like a mountain of meat walking towards him.

"Sister, save me!!!" Mo Fan yelled out of fear.

He is just a new high-level, and he has not even completed the control of the Thunder Galaxy, so he is the commander?Take a hammer and hit it!

"The light is falling!"

The white-gold holy light arrived long ago, piercing the dead body's heart. What's worth mentioning is that the light arrow falling on the monster's body is not a penetrating wound, but a very strong burn. The eclipse effect seems to be inserted on the top, but in fact the front part melts the attack target.

But light magic is the most effective against ghosts like undead. Mo Yinge's light falls for a long time, and when it hits the body of the corpse, it will lose a piece of flesh, and if it is rubbed, it will lose a layer of skin. Thousands of light arrows go down, so hot A corpse minister disappeared immediately!
But in this way, Mo Fan can only watch a commander-level remnant soul slowly dissipate from his eyes.

"I'm going to kill those powerful commanders, you pay attention to protect yourself!"

Looking at the re-gathered tide of undead corpses, Moyingge couldn't help frowning slightly. It didn't take long, and the gap she made a few kilometers ago seemed to be completely submerged.

"Okay, go ahead, solve those commanders, and our pressure will be much less!" Mo Fan is still sensible.

Unlike Zhu Meng and others who defend the city, they can't be quick for a while, they will only release key magic in critical moments. Stick to it for a few days, m you are very handsome when you release the magic, but it is also very slow to recover the magic energy after meditating!

Moyingge wasted a lot of magic energy, and he didn't feel bad when using magic.

Once the wind magic cuts a large area, the undead will fall one by one like harvesting wheat; the light magic keeps flickering, and the high-level galaxy is about to dry up; when the soul song comes out, the fragile souls of these undead directly ascend to the sky, It is true to save "all beings".

I have to say that the undead, especially the low-level undead, are really not ordinary weaklings. Although the number is unimaginable, and they are not afraid of pain, have no weaknesses, and are not afraid of death, but for a super strong like Moyingge Speaking of which, it is simply vulnerable!
After one night, Mo Yinge did not know how many thousands or tens of thousands of undead were killed. This kind of pleasure like mowing grass can't be experienced in other places!
　Bless the book friends, stay healthy and long!

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