Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 94 Amorous Man, the Temple Mother and the Holy Maiden Bow and Throw

Chapter 94 Amorous Man, the Temple Mother and the Holy Maiden Bow and Throw

"Yes, it's me. Get in the car."

Song Zhong nodded slightly, his wealth and status unassuming, like wearing fine clothes in the dark.

"Wow, I never thought that I, a short man, could get on the good side of a top-level councilor."

The short man was so excited that he was almost incoherent. Song Zhong was said to be a powerful fire-type semi-forbidden spell mage who could kill monarchs as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

Then this journey to becoming a guide is definitely secure, right?

The woman wearing a black veil also looked shocked, her deep purple eyes scrutinizing Song Zhong as if she were pondering something.

"This handsome young man is truly a hidden talent; what is his name?"

The woman in black stockings spoke with the voice of a languid peacock, curiously observing Song Zhong.

"Song Zhong, Song in Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, Zhong in clock."

Song Zhong looked at Asha Ruya, this big fox, and smiled slightly.

"Song Zhong, your name is a bit ambiguous~"

Asha's eyes sparkled, and then she reached out with her slender hand to remove her black veil.

"Let me formally introduce myself. My Chinese name is Ye Meng'e. Ye means leaf, Meng means dream, and E means graceful. You can call me Meng'e."

The woman in black stockings appeared very serious when stating her name, as if she was afraid of making a mistake at any point.

"Parthenon accent?"

Song Zhong's tone carried a hint of confirmation.

"Oh, is my accent that obvious?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Meng'e, the woman in black stockings, also known as Asha Ruya, raised her eyebrows and asked with some confusion.

"I have a girlfriend who is also studying at the Parthenon. I've overheard her occasionally when we're on the phone."

Song Zhong said with a smile, making no attempt to hide his true nature as a playboy.

Mo Fan, standing to the side, looked exasperated, while the short and muscular man looked on with envy.

"Looking at it this way, Councilor Song really is a romantic playboy type~"

Asha Ruya covered her red lips with her small hand and chuckled softly, quietly putting on her black veil, her tone tinged with a hint of teasing.

"As a mage who aspires to travel the world, I must let girls from all over the world feel my broad and reassuring chest."

Song Zhong shrugged and said in a serious tone.

"Then why doesn't Representative Song join the Parthenon behind me? Female students from the United States, Britain, Greece, Spain, and other countries are all available for you to choose from."

Asha's tone shifted abruptly, and she took the initiative to act as a pimp—or rather, a sugar-coated bullet.

However, Song Zhong has always been the kind of person who likes to eat the sugar coating and then fire the cannonball back.

"Are there both a Temple Mother and a Holy Maiden?"

Song Zhong stared at Asha Ruya's captivating pale purple eyes with a playful look in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, a master of supreme power, is your statement, as a powerful semi-forbidden spell user, inappropriate?"

Ali, the bearded male attendant beside him, turned pale and stepped forward to speak.

"I am who I am, a steamed bun, are you going to use a special tool to hold me up?"

Song Zhong's tone was firm; the men of the Parthenon seemed to have been brainwashed, being far too obsequious.

In any case, Song Zhong would never be like them, where only the Temple Mother and the Holy Maiden groveled before him.

"Ali".

The woman in black stockings, Asha, glanced at the bearded man, who instantly fell silent.

"On behalf of my entourage, I apologize to Representative Song. Also, this is my personal business card; please accept it."

Asha'ruya took out a light purple business card from her storage magic artifact, bowed slightly, and handed it to Song Zhong.

"Hmm, it's no big deal."

Song Zhong accepted Asha's personal business card and then said:

"Let's set off first, and we can talk more when we get to our destination."

Asha and the others nodded, their gazes fixed on the silver-white dragon shadow hovering low in the sky.

Then, the Blue-Eyed White Dragon lowered its size, and the group of seven jumped onto the broad back of the Silver Scale Dragon.

Under the envious gazes of the military mages and hunter mages guarding the city gate, it transformed into a streak of silver-white light and flew straight out of the ancient capital.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~"

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon flew very smoothly, soaring through the sky, the ground beneath its feet shimmering like a slideshow.

"Councilor Song, what brings such an important figure as yourself to this ancient capital?"

Asharuya looked around at the scenery, then moved over and started chatting with Song Zhong.

"Accompanying my little brother to find another little brother, what about you, beautiful Ye Meng'e?"

Song Zhong raised an eyebrow and glanced at Asha Ruya.

In the original story, Asha's Riya is an information broker who came to the ancient capital to find Song Zhong's mother-in-law.

Cardinal Salang of the Black Jueting, Ye Chang.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Of course, the top-secret message from the red-clad figure received by the mysterious gray-white man was transmitted by the bee stinger.

That is, one of Salam's nine most favored disciples, the stinger of the Supreme Court—the Blue Bat.

Asha'ruya blinked her beautiful eyes, a faint, alluring smile playing on her lips, and said softly:

"There's a colleague here who doesn't get along with others; we need to come and talk to her."

As Song Zhong expected, Asha Ruya made a special trip to the ancient capital of China specifically for this matter.

Just as Song Zhong and Asha'ruya were chatting, the short man next to them timidly raised his hand and whispered:

"Um, Councilor Song, we're almost at Yangyang Village. You can prepare to have your contracted beast land."

"Yes, White Dragon, prepare to land."

With a thought, Song Zhong sent out the blue-eyed white dragon, which roared and flapped its wings as it began to descend.

On the ground, fine grains of death energy can always be seen everywhere in the Xianchi area, and many undead like to pick up these things.

But in that mountain stream, at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, all that came into view was a pile of abandoned and messy logs; there was no village to be seen!

"Impossible, how could this be?"

The strong man froze upon seeing this, then jumped off the dragon's back and ran frantically toward the pile of ruins.

"On the map, this does indeed look like Yangyang Village."

Mo Fan rubbed his eyes and compared the map with the map.

"That's right, the map can't be wrong." The short man nodded frantically.

"Let's go to the next village first."

A silver light flashed in Song Zhong's pupils, and a surge of mental power pulled the burly man back onto the dragon's back. Everyone nodded in agreement.

After all, there was no blood on the ground; perhaps they had simply migrated.

Following the map and with the short man's guidance, Song Zhong and the others quickly set off for the next village.

Huacun!

The Blue-Eyes White Dragon has a massive body, and when it flies, the pale blue stripes leave beautiful long trails that shine even in broad daylight.

A moment later, the outline of Huacun came into view.

"It smells bloody."

Song Zhong frowned, and the short man and the muscular man instantly tensed up.

Asha's beautiful eyes narrowed as she looked at the rotting corpse on the ground, its body reeking of stench.

The rotting corpse, its face contorted with greed, lay on top of an old man's body, cruelly gnawing on his internal organs.

Then it suddenly raised its head and lunged at another young villager who was trying to drive it away.

"Mind Control - Greedy Wolf's Grip!"

Song Zhong's eyes widened, and his silver-white psychic giant hand grabbed the head of the rotting corpse, instantly crushing it into a pile of blood powder.

"broken!"

The giant psychic hand suddenly disintegrated, transforming into a shockwave that swept outwards, annihilating all undead within a radius of a thousand meters!

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