Chapter 181: The return of the mage from Dharma City
"Interesting." A young man with red lips and white teeth said softly while stroking a tea cup with his hand.
"It's indeed very interesting." The man thought of his encounter with Mo Cheng, and he always wanted to find out. However, he still had something unfinished, and he could still distinguish clearly what was more important and which was less important.
"Okay. Finish your task first." The young man put down the tea cup and said.
"clear."
The two of them hung up the phone at the same time. After the man told his teammates to go, he left the main city of Sebastian. Not far behind them, a figure quietly appeared.
But the man didn't notice it at all, let alone his teammates.
On the other side, the young man who was talking to the man turned around. If Mo Cheng saw that face, he would be able to recognize that this young man was none other than the famous ghost Mo Suan from his previous life - Li Xiaoyue.
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Li Xiaoyue is so young. It should be said that he only looks sixteen or seventeen years old. But if you really regard him as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, then your unlucky days are not far away.[
This man's team turned out to be led by Li Xiaoyue. What were they looking for? Mo Chengdu had no idea. At this time, he was checking the news about French City given by the Lord Sebastian.
City Lord Sebastian knows very few Dharma Cities, and I don’t know why. From the booklet given by City Lord Sebastian, Mo City only knows about the madness of the prophet and these Dharma Cities.
The mages are not directly related.
The mages of the French City came here to look for the prophets. It was only because the prophets predicted that a big event would happen in the main city of Sebastian, that they came here.
Unfortunately, when they found the prophet, he had already gone crazy. As for the reason, the mages of these magic cities did not tell them, but they only vaguely mentioned some kind of sacrifice.
After this group of mages arrived, they found that the prophet was still crazy, and because they had something urgent to do, they left without taking the prophet away.
Before leaving, this group of mages asked the city lord of Sebastian's main city to look after the prophet, saying that they would come back and take him away in the near future.
Mo Cheng is also a bit confused about this. Since the prophet has gone crazy, why should he be taken away? Should he be taken back to Dharma City? Or something else?
Mo Cheng didn't know this, but he knew that the clue to the prophet was gone again.
When Mo Cheng was worried, something unexpected happened.
Originally, a few people from Mocheng were sitting in the inn, but after fifty bucks went out to relieve themselves, this guy suddenly jumped in in a hurry.
"Head, that, head, I saw a mage holding a crystal head!" Fifty Dollars said in a coherent voice.
"Hold the crystal head?" Mo Cheng felt dizzy, wondering how this guy could talk.
But Mo Cheng reacted immediately, crystal ball? Could it be that those mages are back?
Without saying a word, Mo Cheng immediately led everyone and rushed out of the inn. At this time, they found that there was no one in the inn. Well, the waiter was not there either.
When I ran out of the door, I saw that the street was surrounded by many NPCs.[
Three mages, two warriors, and a gray-robed NPC holding a crystal ball appeared in Mocheng's sight.
Sure enough it was them.
These NPCs from the French City did not stop at all and arrived directly at the door of Sebastian City Lord's Mansion.
The guards of the City Lord's Mansion were about to stop him, but when they saw it was a big shot, they immediately saluted. Although they didn't recognize the crowns on the chests of those NPCs, they still recognized another symbol on their chests, which was the professional level symbol.
City Lord Sebastian came out very quickly this time. No, it should be said that the few NPCs from the French City were just about to enter the City Lord's Mansion, and City Lord Sebastian had already come out to greet them.
Looking at the smile on his face, it had a strong sense of flattery. Mo Cheng couldn't help but feel that such an unusually handsome face had been ruined by him.
Seeing that the NPCs from Sebastian's Main City and the French City were about to enter, Mo Cheng strode past the crowd and walked towards these NPCs.
"Wow, what are you doing with your head?" He wanted to follow even though fifty dollars was fine, but he was dragged back by Qingfeng.
"Why are you pulling me?" Fifty Yuan Alright looked at Qingfeng depressedly.
"Are you going to mess with the boss?"
"Forehead."
"Please stay, envoys of Dharma City." Mo Cheng said to several NPCs with a gentle smile, while his hands made a strange handprint, and then he lowered his head slightly.
"Oh, ancient rituals. Young man, how can you do this?" A mage among the group of NPCs asked in surprise.
Compared to the mage's surprise, others did not show any expression, but the city lord of Sebastian's main city frowned, and it was not clear what he was thinking.
But he didn't dare to do anything. After all, the mages of the Magic City did not express dissatisfaction with Mo Cheng's behavior or anything else.
"Dear Master, this is what my teacher told me." Mo Cheng said while still maintaining a smile.
"Oh, your teacher turned out to be that one, yes, yes." The mage was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, but there was always a hint of unnaturalness in that smile.
Mo Cheng secretly guessed that the mage must know his mentor, that is to say, he must know him. However, the story behind it remains to be studied.
"Yes, my teacher just gave me a quick lesson and then went on a trip. Dear Master, can I ask you a question?" Mo Cheng's words and demeanor made it impossible to make any mistakes.
The mage was very fond of Mo Cheng's attitude, so he did not refuse Mo Cheng's request.
With the mage nodding in agreement, Mo Cheng raised his own question.
"Do you know about the prophet? Allow me to be rude. Our team has taken on a certain task. This task must be known to the prophet, but..."
Before Mo Cheng finished speaking, the mage from Dharma City immediately understood the meaning of Mo Cheng's words.
"Young people, I can see your mission, but you can't get this little girl's soul." The mage sighed slightly.
"I don't understand this, Mr. Master."
"That little girl's soul has been devoured by the devil." The mage sighed and said.
Mo Cheng was stunned for a moment. If that was the case, wouldn't this mission have failed? After so many wrongful journeys, it actually failed. Mo Cheng couldn't help but feel a tremor, but he didn't have any mood swings.
It's a bit of a pity. I originally thought that after this line was completed, it would be able to join the main line.
"However, young man, although the little girl's soul has been devoured, if you want her to rest in peace, there are still other ways." The mage pondered for a moment and said this.
"What do you mean?" Mo Cheng suddenly felt happy, there was a turn for the better.
"After I have discussed the matter with Sebastian, you can come to me again." The mage looked at the anxious look of Lord Sebastian and said.
When Mo Cheng heard what the mage said, he immediately noticed that Lord Sebastian looked a little anxious, and he couldn't help but understand.
It seems that this Sebastian City Lord is probably doing something about the monsters. Except for the people in the French city, it is estimated that the mages from other places cannot strengthen the seal and destroy the monsters.
It seems that this crack is definitely not good.
Mo Cheng thought to himself. However, he didn't want to offend the Sebastian City Lord now, so he bid farewell to the Master of the City of France in a sensible manner. After the two agreed to meet again another day, Mo Cheng left the City Lord's Mansion.
Back in the team, Mo Cheng explained the matter to everyone.
After all, they had already wasted a few days, and Mo Cheng and the others didn't mind wasting another day waiting for the mage from the Dharma City. So Mo Cheng announced the disbandment of the team, and then each of them found a suitable partner to level up with.
Who knows...
"Boss, please take me with you!" Fifty bucks will do, dragging one of Mo Cheng's legs and shouting.
"And me!"
"And me!"
These two voices are Tsukuyomi Xiaoshota and Qingfeng, who have already been assigned other tasks by Mo Cheng. They are not very embarrassed to risk their lives. They are standing there blankly looking at fifty yuan.
Can’t wait for others’ exaggerated behavior.
"You three! Are you embarrassed?" Mo Cheng said with a headache as he watched the trio of good friends each holding one of his legs.
"It's not a shame." The three of them shook their heads.
Mocheng language, thorough language. Fifty dollars is okay, just forget it, Qingfeng is like this, and, and, the most disgusting thing is that a shota like a blank sheet of paper like Tsukuyomi, doesn't know when, but also
I was led astray by whether fifty yuan is enough.
"Let go! Let's all go level up by ourselves."
"Don't let go!"
"I've released my skills!"
…
Phew, the three guys fell down three meters away from Mo Cheng in a very inconspicuous manner. Mo Cheng patted his clothes and immediately ran away with a few flash skills.
"Huh, it's so scary, these guys..."
It's not that Mo Cheng doesn't want to take them, it's that he doesn't want these guys to rely too much on themselves and eventually become top-notch players, which will outweigh the gains and losses.
Several of them were all god-like figures in their previous lives. Only by allowing them to develop themselves can they become independent god-level figures.
When Mo Cheng left, Qingfeng's face suddenly darkened. Fifty yuan, okay, and Tsukuyomi immediately stretched out their hands towards Qingfeng and said in unison: "Bring me the money, fifteen gold coins."
"Damn, I actually lost. How careless!" Qingfeng cursed while taking the money.
"I'll just say that I'll definitely hit us with the Resistance Fire Ring first, and then use the Flash Technique!" Fifty bucks will do, he said in a coquettish tone.
"If you have the ability, take another gamble?"
"Just bet."
"I bet that Brother Fifty will win!"
Wu Ming's eyes widened immediately. It turns out that fifty yuan is enough. Three people actually took Mo City as a bet. Well, as for the content, we also saw it...
Poor Mo Cheng has been kept in the dark. But even if he knew it, he would only say: There is no way these iron guys can become steel guys, so they just bet. And they only bet fifteen gold coins.
