Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 50: Ai Tutu, the troublemaker

Mo Fan thought for a moment and said, "The only person I can think of who would want to kill me is Black Dragon Pavilion, so."

"I want you to protect my sister Xinxia and my father!"

Mo Fan said with a serious expression that he was hoping that the Black Dragon Pavilion would attack him so that he could counterattack and kill them with justification.

"Then what will you do? If you die, it will affect the reputation of our Qingtian Hunting House." Lingling said with a troubled face.

"You little girl, I thought you would be worried about my safety!" Mo Fan said as he touched Lingling's little head again.

"Okay, it's settled. Besides, I'll be staying in Mingzhu Academy. I don't believe those scum from the Black Dragon Pavilion dare to attack me in the academy." Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan left the hunting ground after he finished speaking, not giving Xiao Lingling a chance to regret!
After Mo Fan left, Lingling looked at Old Man Bao and said, "Grandpa."

“Just do as Mo Fan says. Don’t worry about the brat’s safety. He’s much stronger than you think.” Old Man Bao said while puffing out smoke.

After hearing that the Black Dragon Pavilion was planning to deal with him, Mo Fan went out more frequently, giving the Black Dragon Pavilion countless opportunities to assassinate him, but the Black Dragon Pavilion seemed to have given up on the assassination and did not make any move.

But Mo Fan knew very well that Hei Jiao Ting was paralyzing himself, making himself relaxed, and then delivering a fatal blow at the critical moment!
Time passed little by little, and Mo Fan returned safely from the wild again. This time, the Black Dragon Pavilion who assassinated him was much more cautious than Yu Ang.

According to Yu Ang's personality, he would have lost control and attacked Mo Fan long ago, but Yu Ang had already been crushed to ashes by Mo Fan, and Mo Fan didn't even know who was in charge of the assassination this time from the Black Dragon Pavilion!

Mo Fan received a call from Ai Tutu as soon as he arrived at Lujiazui. In this life, the chance of Ai Tutu calling him was very high, almost once every two days.

"Hey, Mo Fan, where are you?" Ai Tutu's voice sounded a little anxious.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Fan sighed.

"Mo Fan, come here quickly. I'm on Nanyu Street and some foreigners are bullying me!" Ai Tutu said in panic.

Perhaps because they knew each other earlier, their relationship was much closer than in their previous life. In addition, Mo Fan was much more handsome and had a good reputation.

Mo Fan took a look at the location Ai Tutu sent him and found that it was not far away, so he used teleportation to get off the bus.

"Fuck!!"

The three young ladies who had been secretly paying attention to Mo Fan on the bus watched him disappear and immediately burst into a cry of national quintessence.

They rubbed their eyes and found that Mo Fan had indeed disappeared. They were instantly shocked.

"Is that handsome guy just now a human or a ghost?"

"I don't know, but it can't be a ghost."

"I heard that the advanced space magic is teleportation. Could it be that the handsome guy just now is——"

Mo Fan naturally couldn't hear their discussion.

He teleported off the bus and appeared on a pedestrian street. His appearance was a bit abrupt and attracted the attention of several passers-by.

Mo Fan smiled apologetically, then lowered his hat and walked towards the location Ai Tutu had sent him.

When they arrived at the Starbucks she mentioned, Mo Fan immediately saw Ai Tutu, who was wearing cartoon-patterned clothes. This giant panda girl was quite pretty.

(Clothes and body shape are for reference only)
Ai Tutu was very excited when he saw Mo Fan. He took a running start and jumped into Mo Fan's arms. The well-developed giant panda directly stuck to Mo Fan's chest intimately.

"Mo Fan, you will come to save me." Ai Tutu hugged Mo Fan tightly and said.

Mo Fan patted her back gently and said, "What you said is very problematic. When have I ever stood you up? Tell me, what trouble have you caused?"

Before Ai Tutu could say anything, Mo Fan felt several cold and angry gazes.

Mo Fan followed his gaze and saw a group of strange people.

Those people were dressed in formal attire and also had Asian faces, but their skin was much darker than the Donghuang people, and they also had a curry-like temperament. "Southeast Asians?" Mo Fan murmured in a low voice.

The Southeast Asians were looking at Mo Fan with angry eyes. “Mage, please don’t meddle in other people’s business. That woman was disrespectful to our young master, and we won’t make things difficult for her. We just need her to apologize to our young master.”

"Apologize?" Mo Fan looked down at Ai Tutu and said, "What did you do?"

Ai Tutu smiled foolishly and stuck out his tongue, saying: "It was just a little joke, who knew they were a group of foreigners."

Needless to say, everyone knows that it was Ai Tutu who caused the trouble.

But there is no way, since they are friends, I can only indulge them.

Mo Fan said in the international language: "How about this, my friend? I'll apologize on her behalf and let this matter be over. How about that?"

"No, she must go and apologize in person. If we can't have a good talk, don't blame us." The Southeast Asian man said seriously.

After saying this, this person began to emanate a powerful magical aura.

"Really? Why do some people just want to get beaten?"

Mo Fan shook his head, and a huge red ghost eye on his chest opened, but it was covered by clothes and no one could see it.

As the Shadow System enters the intermediate stage, the abilities of Ghost Shadow and Ghost Eye will also be enhanced.

In that instant, those Southeast Asians suddenly felt that Mo Fan's aura had changed. He went from being an ordinary, sunny and cheerful boy to a corrupt one, with an ominous aura emanating from him.

“Ghost!!”

Mo Fan's eyes became deep and dim, like the gaze of a dying man, trembling slightly along with his fingers.

Several people from Southeast Asia felt a great terror coming. Coldness, stiffness, and death came from under their feet. They looked down and found that their own shadows seemed to have life and began to devour their bodies.

Horror, fear, and terror... an inexplicable atmosphere hung over their heads.

And the source of all this was the young man who had just spoken to them in a friendly manner.

“Now, can this matter be over?” Mo Fan’s pupils reflected a faint red light, and his voice was hoarse and full of death.

"Keke. Sure!"

When the Southeast Asian heard Mo Fan's words, he immediately nodded frantically. If he didn't nod, he would die.

"That's good."

After Mo Fan finished speaking, he suddenly put away all his magical powers and his face regained its original kind smile.

But people in Southeast Asia no longer feel the warmth of that smile. It is clearly the smile of the devil. They will always remember the rotten, dark and ominous smell because it is the smell of death.

Ai Tutu saw Mo Fan's great power and said in surprise: "Mo Fan, you have become stronger again!!"

"The strength is indeed a bit cockroachy."

"Cockroach? What do you mean?"

"Idiot, cockroaches are just small cockroaches. I am indeed a little stronger." Mo Fan looked down on the uneducated Ai Tutu.

Ai Tutu: (○д)

Could you please get out of here with your crappy jokes!

To thank Mo Fan, Ai Tutu planned to treat Mo Fan to a meal, but Mo Fan suggested buying something to eat back at the apartment.

(End of this chapter)