As he sped along the way, Mo Bei's eyes gradually became dim. The surrounding tall buildings flashed quickly from beside him, and blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

"Huh"

As soon as the breeze blew, blood drifted far away and dripped above the heads of the crowd in the lively street market.

"Pu"

Blood splashed, among the crowd in the street market, a middle-aged man touched the top of his head and looked above his head.

“It’s raining.”

The man looked around in confusion. He reached out and touched the top of his head, and was shocked when he saw it.

"Yes...yes, blood"

The man's palm was covered with red blood. He looked up at his head in panic. A magician rode a broom and rubbed half of the building, and quickly stroked over.

"Then... that's a magician, he seems to be injured." The man said in a frightened state.

At this moment, Mo Bei was lying on the magic broom, relying on the power of his mind to keep a little awake. He knew that if he stopped at this moment, it would be difficult to go back.

"I can, I can do it, I will continue to live like this."

Mo Bei muttered, his tone was weak, and he kept muttering, he was afraid that he would end his life like this. He longed to live because nothing in this world is more terrifying than death.

The magic broom ran around, and as Mo Bei's magic power gradually dried up, it became more and more unstable when flying.

“Huhu”

After about a cup of tea, the magic broom turned from the bustling streets into a dark forest, and that was where the Austin Magic Academy was stationed.

In Austin Academy, there was peace and no one. A broom flew over from the black bridge and advanced into the Magic Academy.

The statue of the flying serpent in the distance seemed to be waving to Mo Bei. Mo Bei smiled foolishly, and he knew he was safe.

"Ahem"

After a rapid cough, Mo Bei was swallowing and spitting blood. At this time, the cortex at his chest had changed from purple to purple-black, which was the color of blood clots solidifying in it.

"call"

Mo Bei cheered up a little, his lips turned white, his body was weak, and he controlled the magic broom to bypass the statue of the flying god snake and turned into dense teaching buildings.

He circled among the many teaching buildings, and a lot of noise came into Mo Bei's ears, but he no longer had the energy to pay attention.

"Wow"

Mo Bei controlled the magic broom and passed by the top of the teaching building. Slowly, a tall library appeared in his hazy vision.

"call"

The magic broom slowly entered the library. Mo Bei was confused and his spirit finally relaxed. He closed his eyes without any strength. The magic in his body stopped controlling the magic broom. He completely fainted, with a pale smile on his face.

"call out"

The magic broom lost control of his magic power, like a sweat-blooded BMW that took off the rope, spread his arms and rushed into the library, stumbled against the tall wall, circled around the huge library for several times, and finally crashed into a corner weakly.

"Crazy"

The root of the broom bumped into the wall, and Mo Bei, who was unconscious, was hit and flew up violently, and he plunged into the shelf of the huge books. Fortunately, only a dozen huge magic books fell out of the bookshelf.

In the library during the day, there was a strange tranquility. Mo Bei fainted and showed no one could find it.

“Huhu”

Surrounded by darkness, silent, a violent pain trembled from Mo Bei's body.

"It hurts so much, damn it"

Mo Bei cursed weakly, and his tightly closed eyes woke up by the pain in his body.

"Oh"

Mo Bei let out a muffled voice, slowly getting up and his confused eyes flashed with several blurred ghosts.

"Where is this time"

His vision was blurred, and Mo Bei asked in a low voice, whether there was a clear sound of water flowing in his ears, and at this moment his eyes finally saw where he was.

"I'm in the dream again!"

Mo Bei asked the question, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, he was too seriously injured.

The sound was heard, but there was no response in my ears. Mo Bei slowly walked towards a ray of light in front of the cave.

"Swish"

After a while, Mo Bei saw the familiar scene again. A huge colorful lotus swayed, and the cold water flow under him hovered at the root of the lotus, making a rustling sound.

"The injury is too severe, and the tearing force has been weakened. It is best to restore the magic first and slowly repair the injury."

Mo Bei made up his attention and slowly climbed up the huge lotus leaves on the puff lotus.

He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, and the five-colored light behind him shone from behind, like a picture of an immortal.

“Huhu”

Mo Bei took a deep breath and moved the meditation method of "The Music of Fire" in his body. Gradually, his body was gradually wrapped in flames, presenting a huge cocoon, and the flames in them continued to penetrate into his body.

Outside, as Mo Bei practiced his meditation, his body also emitted brilliant fluorescent light, which was extremely charming.

An hour later, the magic power of the body was filled with exhausted.

One hour outside, but in fact, two days have passed in the dream.

In two days, Mo Bei had enough to recover his magic. After his cross-sitting spirit recovered, a stronger fire came.

I have to say that the meditation method of "The Music of Fire" is too amazing. Mo Bei has just practiced the third magic pattern and has revealed many mysterious insights.

Just like that, another two hours passed.

The body covered with scars on the outside gradually recovered at almost a second speed. The large bruise on the chest slowly faded and returned to normal color. The whole body was fluorescent, and the meridians wrapped in fluorescent flashed like big dragons. In this situation, it would not take long to completely recover.

"The body has almost recovered."

Mo Bei opened his eyes and the injuries in his body were fading step by step. Obviously, the rest no longer needed to be rehabilitated by meditation.

“It’s time”

Mo Bei stood up as soon as he stepped down the lotus leaves and walked towards the shadow stone.

Sure enough, a black shadow gradually appeared on the wall. Mo Bei's pupils shrank, with a look of surprise. This time the magic practiced by the figure was the advanced magic that Mo Bei had always dreamed of - invisibility.

"I'm really sleepy and someone is giving me a pillow. I don't know what the standard of this photo stone is. I can suddenly practice invisibility this time. I don't know if it's because of Zhuge Yu."

Mo Bei murmured in his heart that since the battle with Zhuge Yu, he has become more fascinated by time and space magic. He also knows that the high-level magic invisibility technique actually has a slight connection with time and space. Although it is only related, the value of invisibility technique can also be seen from it.

"It's so good to come, it's exactly the magic I need."

Mo Bei smiled and stared at the figure on the lie of the shadow stone. He watched it tightly since the figure used the invisibility technique and did not dare to leave for a moment.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!