Glocken's face showed a look of surprise when he heard Tang Zhong's words.

"It turns out that Teacher Mo is a player in the country. No wonder he is so young and has such outstanding strength. I think that any young man who comes out of China has such strength. It's a false alarm..." Glocken said righteously.

Glocken crushed Mo Fangui crushed Mo Fan in terms of combat effectiveness, but it also has to see how old he is. If it were another young mage, Glocken would solve it with just lifting his hand.

"That... ask, that...that snake should not be your summoning beast... If that happens, I would suggest that our Temple Academy abstain from the dispute over the country." Dikeus asked weakly.

"It is our patron saint of Hangzhou. Mo Fan once saved it at its most dangerous time, so when Mo Fan is in danger, it will appear." Tang Zhong explained with a smile.

"So that's it." Dikeus looked like he scared the baby to death and breathed a sigh of relief.

If this snake summons a beast, let alone a dispute between the government, the dispute between the Dharma King in the world can maintain a crushing posture, which is ridiculously strong!

This place in China is really scary. After finishing the work, it’s better to go back to Athens, Greece as early as possible.

"I will discuss it with her privately." Mo Fan said.

...

Mo Fan pushed Xinxia into the bamboo forest, and a few pointed leaves fell down and touched Xinxia's black hair. Mo Fan took them off, but couldn't help but caress her soft hair.

Slowly, Mo Fan put the upper side of Xinxia's ears and slid on his full cheeks.

The other hand was accidentally penetrated through the hair, and Mo Fan hugged her from behind, immersed in the fragrance of green bamboo and the fragrance of hair...

Xinxia closed her eyes and felt the warmth and peace of mind quietly.

"Brother Mo Fan, I think I'd better go." After a while, Xinxia himself broke this tranquility.

"Why?" Mo Fan asked.

"It's pretty good there." Xinxia lowered her head and looked at her legs.

"Well, if someone bullies you, tell me as soon as possible and I will demolish their dilapidated temple." Mo Fan said.

Xinxia smiled, but there was a crystal clear light at the corner of her eyes, which was contained there.

Although he is a spiritual master, Xinxia found that she was actually not good at expressing her inner thoughts.

She knew that Mo Fan didn't like to stay in a place that was still in a state of unchanging, and she didn't like to be mediocre. But sometimes Mo Fan walked too fast and Xinxia couldn't catch up at all. Many times she could only stay somewhere and wait quietly...

Xinxia often dreams of Mo Fan coming back with bruises and he walked towards him, and fell down halfway through, wanting to walk to him, but she couldn't do it. She could only watch and just watch that, and she couldn't do anything.

The Parthenon Temple, Xinxia actually does not reject this place, after all, it is the temple of every healing mage.

If this dream reappears, she can heal his wounds or walk towards him...

...

"We have agreed that she can go to the Parthenon." Mo Fan pushed Xinxia back to the stone table.

Glocken and Decaius both breathed a sigh of relief, and could see that the great mentor was an extraordinary person, otherwise how could they put such great pressure on them?

"Then I'll book the air ticket now," said Gloken.

"Who said it's now? You can only come to pick up people in at least a week. If you like Hangzhou, just travel in Hangzhou for a week and ask the presiding judge to reimburse you. If you don't like it, you can go back to India first and come to pick up people in a week." Mo Fan said.

"It's Greece!!!!" Gloken's face turned dark, with a slight roar.

"It's no difference, you can do it yourself." Mo Fan said.

Glocken and Dekeus discussed for a while, but finally compromised Mo Fan.

Most of the two of them didn't want to go back to ask the great mentor for scolding, so they would definitely stay in Hangzhou and take Xinxia to the Parthenon Academy in a week.

Tang Zhong suggested that they could stroll around West Lake and the scenery of West Lake, and enjoy it for two or three days.

When talking about West Lake, two foreign friends shook their heads like pounding garlic!

They don’t go to that place!!

...

Tang Zhong would naturally entertain two nobles from the Parthenon, and Mo Fan himself was too lazy to birdie them.

A week later, Mo Fan also had to report to the government, and there were just seven days to be able to be ashamed of Xinxia.

Mo Fan has already thought about the place and went to Wuzhen, which has been famous for a long time. This place is actually the most suitable for couples. The fresh shops, small cafes, small bars, retro hotels and hotels, strolls during the day, take a look at them at night, have sex late at night, it’s amazing!

...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang"

This crisp and melodious sound came in the gap in the paper window of an elegant little house.

"Brother Mo Fan, I said that I want to turn on the mosquito-killing lamp." Xinxia said seriously.

"It's okay, I'll pat them to death. I dare to suck my blood, so I'm not afraid of mutation!" Mo Fan, wearing a mentally ill pajama, rushed over and chased a mosquito that had just sucked his blood.

Someone is going to ask, why not use magic?

What a joke, I use magic to deal with these mosquitoes, where is the dignity!!

"Here, where are you running!" Mo Fan chased Xinxia's bedside. It seemed to be rushing to mosquitoes, but in fact he had other plans. He threw Xinxia, ​​who was unprepared, on the bed, and his hair was suddenly dispersed in a mess.

The room was fragrant and the giggling of silver bells. Mo Fan took the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity and kissed him. He was white and tender, watery and fragrant. You must know that since the tourists were sealed on the top of Mount Hua, Zhao Ritian was really sitting on the edge of the cliff of the mountain. Mo Fan didn't think it was so bold that it was so bold that it was, but he felt endless sorrow in the dangerous peak.

Xinxia is about to study abroad. God knows when we will meet, and ride the dark moon and high winds... No, it should be a beautiful scenery, and we must do the important things no matter what we say!!

...

The ancient town is quiet, with hazy moonlight. On the clear river flowing across, there are several ships tied to the shore, slightly hitting the stone wall.

There was a little wave on the paper window, and the arch bridge was covered with moon frost. A young woman walked alone, her steps were light, her skirt was swaying, her willow waist and cherry buttocks were reflected on the clear river surface...

The woman walked, and her body suddenly disappeared when she was in the middle of the way, extremely strange.

Not long after, a huge white moth rose from the center of the bridge. The sound of flapping its wings hitting it like a cool breeze, and the calm river water rippled...

It has a pair of smart eyes. When it flew up, it looked around, as if it was confirming whether anyone saw it.
Chapter completed!