Versatile mage: I am lucky

Chapter 78 Leng Jue’s Sorrow, Leisurely Time (4k)

"Pope? No, no, you are not her. Are you the Lord of Jiujiang City?" Leng Jue's breathing stopped for a moment, and then he came to his senses and retreated without leaving a trace. He never thought that Bei Jiang had turned into a black shadow and started running for his life. Got it!
The Pope's blood ring is in the hands of the figure in front of him. Does that mean that the Pope of their Black Vatican has died in this person's hands? Are they going to fight against someone who can kill the Pope?

Do not make jokes!
"Welcome to my world. Your Pope died under this move. How does it feel?" This space has long been shrouded in Mo Yu's stage of life and death. This move is really quite versatile. It can imprison the enemy, weaken the enemy, and save money. Fighting time.

"Jiang Bei, don't you claim to be able to kill super mages? Why don't you show your strength quickly..." Before Leng Jue finished speaking, the cold meteor dagger passed by his ear and cut off some hair. Blood seeped out.

Bei Jiang's figure flashed forward, and instantly turned into a black shadow and attacked Leng Jue. In the hazy mist, it was impossible to see his figure clearly. A black cold light suddenly struck down from Leng Jue's head like a sword, and at his feet The ground disappeared without knowing when and turned into a very vast black quagmire.

In the black mire, there are hands of the black devil stretching out. They are fighting to grab Leng Jue's legs, trying to drag him into the entire black mire!

Being manipulated?

Leng Jue ignored Beijian's attack, opened his clothes, and the strange facial makeup depicted in it screamed like a ghost baby, instantly dispersing the black mire, causing Beijian's seven orifices to bleed, and he died instantly.

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you? It's just that I don't want to pay too much. If you can kill the Pope, it only represents the Pope's weakness, not me!" Leng Jue's voice became hoarse. A strange change was going on in him.

Mo Yu could actually kill Leng Jue in an instant before, just as easily as he could control Bei Jiang. The reason why he went to so much trouble was to meet the so-called "God of Death".

"Living in a ridiculous world ruled by others without knowing it, you, an ignorant thing, are lucky to be able to see the coming of God in another real world!"

A layer of ghostly red light shrouded Leng Jue's body, and his young body gradually began to grow... His bones made a sound, or it shouldn't be said to be growing, but more like something was trying to grow from his body. The shell burst out of the small body!

Black-red flesh emerged from the unhuman skin, and Leng Jue's original skin was completely broken open, revealing the ten-meter-tall monster.

The aura is not as powerful as expected, which is a bit disappointing...

"Killing the Pope, you must be somewhat settled with the Black Vatican. Do you know the true origin of Leng Jue?" Leng Jue's voice did not change much, but at this moment he has reached a height of ten meters, and there is a sign on his forehead. It has two sky-high horns, and there is a lantern eye between the horns, blooming with a fierce light that is completely different from the other two eyes.

"The God of Hades wants to kill Kong Si. This cunning woman, Kong Si, used the triangular dimensional mirror to evade her guilt and harmed countless people. Aren't today's rulers just like Kong Si? There are several things they do that are terrible. How nobler is it than Kongsi?"

"The first generation Leng Jue was the manservant who broke the triangular ruler Yuan Jing. He was not praised but despised by the whole world. The rulers made people sick to their stomachs, but the people were not worthy of mercy. They regarded ignorance as justice. Blindly listening to the ruler’s so-called peace and tranquility, you must know that the shepherd also said the same to his livestock before fattening and slaughtering the sheep.”

"You killed the Pope, got the Pope's Blood Ring, and can become the new Pope. Then why don't we join forces to overthrow those hypocritical and disgusting rulers?"

Perhaps the sudden huge power after his transformation gave Leng Jue confidence, so he actually opened his mouth to discuss terms with Mo Yu, trying to seduce him.

How can anyone who can achieve the position of a red archbishop gather so many villains without something to convince others? Every red archbishop must be a genius among villains, and among villains, he can say that doing bad things is redemption. If you use general logic to understand the messengers, you will often find that what they say is indeed true and makes some sense. However, they do not know that they just capture the simplest human psychology-selfishness and greed.

"I have never understood the story of Hades and Kong Si, so I don't know what you want to express, but if you want to survive, you have to do your best to kill me." Mo Yu spoke calmly, raising his hands and saying countless words As the blade rages away, the Black Church will not be destroyed. It will have new blood joining it, but it is better for the old men like Leng Jue to die.

"Stubborn, the first generation Leng Jue is burdened with an infamy that shakes the world. The power of faith he has gathered is the most powerful force I have ever seen. You can't kill me!"

Leng Jue roared, condensing the power of the curse, and broke through Mo Yu's casual blow. The third evil eye released a ray of light that turned into ashes and went straight towards Mo Yu!

The chaotic vortex swallowed up all the light and returned it back again. Mo Yu understood the essence of Leng Jue's magic, using resentment as the source of power, mixed with some power of faith, and some value for research.

Leng Jue's body was covered with weird tentacles. These tentacles grew violently, and there were painful grimaces on them. They flew out and surrounded Mo Yu from all directions, trying to devour him!

Moyu Space came to Leng Jue in an instant, and slapped it on the face with the palm print of the power of chaos, causing its head to explode in an instant, and green blood spread all over the ground.

Leng Jue had lost his vitality, and his huge body fell to the ground. It never thought that he just stopped by Donglai to inquire about information, and ended up dying like this.

The reason why Mo Yu was able to find Leng Jue was because of the half of the bishop's blood stone. According to a special method, the location of the owner of the bishop's blood stone could be displayed. The closer he was, the greater the reaction.

"Oh? He also burst out with spirit?" Mo Yu was a little surprised. So after the transformation, Leng Jue was already a demon?

……

When they returned to the hotel where they were staying, Ding Yumian had already returned with his group to rest. Master Yu had also negotiated with all parties about the development of Kunyu Mountain, and Jiujiang City had gained a lot of income.

Yan returned to her secluded place, and handed over all her collections of magic to Mo Yu. She didn't know whether it was to atone for her sins or to reduce her guilt, but Moon Moth Phoenix was fine, and it was considered a big solution to her problem. Knot.

Lingling is studying the unborn totem. According to the existing information, it is speculated that the sika deer killed by Mo Yu is not the original beast king of Waikunyu Mountain. It is an outsider. This unborn totem is the real one. The beast king!
Lingling also found a clue from the things left by the Yan family. Unfortunately, because they were all ancient words and graphics, it took a specialized expert to decipher the secrets.

A few days later, after the cleaning of Waikunyu Mountain was completed, the group returned to Jiujiang City. According to Mo Yu's request, Ding Yumian selected the ten most outstanding mages and asked Totem Xunmu to bless them.

At this moment, Jiujiang City has entered a period of rapid development.

...It is normal for the weather to be changeable in the early spring. It rained a few days ago and the sun was shining for several days. We can expect spring rains in the near future, but if people can afford to wait, the same cannot be said for plants.

A small garden behind the orphanage was filled with various potted plants by Ding Yumian. Although it was a bit small, it was already a veritable garden. Some unnamed flowers were added a few days ago, which was unfortunate. Unfortunately, they didn't catch up with the rainy day. The morning sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the pink petals. They looked listless as if they hadn't woken up. But soon, the water droplets that came with the wind soaked the slightly haggard flowers. twigs.

Early in the morning, Mo Yu, who was wearing simple pajamas, was watering the potted plants one by one with a watering can. When no one was around, this small and natural dripping sound would give people the illusion of being awake, but obviously, this This illusion seems to have no effect on the young man in front of him. After all, from the beginning to now, he seems sleepy again and again...

The morning wind was still somewhat cool. It was hard to imagine that this man could walk without falling down with his eyes closed. However, when he walked to a place where the sun did not reach, he seemed to be wearing thin clothes. It felt cold, but on the contrary, where he walked, the plants that had been moistened by the water straightened up after being blown by the breeze. The word vitality was vividly reflected in this garden.

When he was about to complete a circle, the young man stopped. After weighing the empty watering can, he finally had some different reactions.

"..."

But just when Mo Yu was about to turn around and go back to the house to get water again, the familiar smell drifted to his side with the breeze. The girl who came here at some time did not know when she came here with a watering can and connected it to the place where the young man failed to sprinkle it.

"Lingling?" Mo Yu finally reacted.

"What's wrong, Mo Yu, is it weird that I'm here? You're not going to be stupid by learning formations from Dean Xiao, are you?" Lingling stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Mo Yu's eyes. The young man did look a little sleepy. .

According to normal circumstances, as a super mage, Mo Yu would not be like this even if he didn't rest, not to mention his abnormal physical fitness. What on earth made him so tired?

"Formation is something that no one can learn. It took the old man several months to teach it, which made me a little depressed." Mo Yu patted his cheek to clear his mind, and a lot of knowledge filled his mind. It feels really "fulfilling"!
After Mo Yu came back from Kunyu Mountain, he arranged the development plan of Jiujiang City and returned to the orphanage. He had been busy with various things before, so he could spend time with the children and learn the formation from Dean Xiao.

The time was spent in a leisurely atmosphere, and after thoroughly sorting out the knowledge in his mind, Mo Yu returned to Dean Xiao's study. The spacious study was filled with the fragrance of ancient books, but this was not because of the strong cultural atmosphere, but because of the strong cultural atmosphere. It's just that the books on the bookshelf have been opened again after a long time, and there's just a lot of dust in the air... But at least the desk and the floor are relatively clean.

Mo Yu has been in the study for a long time. Every time Dean Xiao comes back to impart knowledge, it takes him a long time to digest it. This study may be the place where he has spent the longest time since returning to the orphanage.

Studying under Dean Xiao, he truly felt the vastness and profound knowledge of magical civilization.

"Mo Yu, do you need dinner?" Lingling poked her head out from behind the door. She looked so cute, "Sister Yu Mian made it!"

"I'll pack it up and come back." Mo Yu closed the book he was reading. Although he can easily ensure nutrition without taking in food now, he still maintains the habit of three meals a day. As a person, he still has to eat after all. Yes, let’s put the other things aside for now.

The fragrant smell of food spread into Mo Yu's nose the moment he left the study, making him feel a little satisfied.

A happy life is so ordinary and daily.

After having enough tea and food, the night was approaching. Xing and Yue fell asleep in a hazy state. They turned over and held the familiar warm and fragrant nephrite in their arms, making Mo Yu squint her eyes comfortably, no sleepiness at all.

"Ayu, help me comb my hair." Ding Yumian handed Mo Yu a beautiful comb, and she shook the long flowing hair behind her like a bird's slender feathers in the wind.

"How about this hairstyle?" Mo Yu took the comb from Ding Yumian's hand and combed it for her, but she suddenly held his hand. When the young man looked at her, instead of closing the distance, their breaths hit each other. on the other person's face.

Ding Yumian slowly raised her hand and gently pushed away the messy black hair from Mo Yu's forehead. The corners of her lips were slightly raised by three points, and she stared straight at Mo Yu, like a hunter who had seen his prey, as slender as green onions. He gently pinched Bai Che's chin with his fingers and lifted it up little by little.

Normally, these actions should be done by Mo Yu, but this time it was the other way around.

"Ayu, you are so beautiful."

Mo Yu raised her eyebrows and didn't resist. She just wanted to be happy.

The girl pulled Mo Yu's head into her arms, and sneakily reached into the young man's clothes with her other hand... At this moment, the soft and moist breath tickled the skin, and Ding Yumian's face was like a drop of paper being wiped off The red ink seemed to be dizzy, and her shyness was hidden in that blush. Although it was not the first time to play like this, it was so exciting!
"Come on and continue combing my hair." Ding Yumian moved away so that Mo Yu could continue combing.

Mo Yu held up her long hair. Her long hair was like a black waterfall, soft and everlasting.

It seemed that Ding Yumian's clothes were inappropriate. The collar slipped off his shoulders. What a huge slip on his shoulders!

Her snow-white shoulders trembled slightly, not because the exposed shoulders were blown by the cool breeze, but because of the faint breath that came and went unintentionally, and the moist breath with some warmth was passing through her skin warmly. , Mo Yu's breath poured into her nasal cavity one by one, numbing and sweet.

Starlight shone on Ding Yumian's face, making her beauty-like cheeks whiter and more delicate. Her long, curled eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings, and the moist color at the corners of her eyes became more and more sparkling.

The beauty is delicious, the beauty is delicious!

Gently covering Ding Yumian's crystal eyes, Mo Yu touched the girl's smooth and delicate face, and couldn't help but squeeze it. It was warm and soft, and it seemed that with a little more force, the nectar that could only be tasted by immortals would flow out.

The delicate lips like cherry blossoms slowly come close to the ear of the one you love, caressing his ear with soft and warm breath, and then blow it fiercely into the lake of his heart, stirring up a mountain higher than the other. The heat wave!
"Come on," the girl murmured.

(End of this chapter)