Liu Mang: Don't say I, this rich boss, don't take care of you. Dance for me on live stream, and I'll give you a reward.
Zhou Zhiruo: Emei Dance Troupe asks for rewards.
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Soon after, Liu Mang and Lin Yang arrived outside a huge city.
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the Obsidian City. Look at all the people coming and going. It's so lively." Lin Yang said boredly, biting a piece of grass in his mouth.
However, Liu Mang did not answer, because he felt that the Obsidian City was shrouded in a deathly aura.
"Haha! Really? You're so timid. I wonder if you'll be scared to death at night."
Lin Yang felt puzzled when he heard what Liu Mang said.
Liu Mang guessed that Mei Lan and the others should have gone into the city.
Then, after concealing the scent of strangers from Lin Yang and himself, he walked towards the city gate.
The two of them walked all the way into the city, and passers-by seemed not to notice them.
No matter how dumb Lin Yang was, he could tell something was a little weird.
"Boss, do you think the people in Black Jade City are a little strange?"
As he spoke, he poked the passers-by with his finger.
The passers-by didn't react at all and just walked away with expressionless faces.
"Ahem! I noticed it too. Now we want to find Instructor Mei Lan and the others!"
Liu Mang already had the answer in his mind, but he just didn't want to tell Lin Yang.
"Then where do we find them?"
"Of course it's the branch of the Church of Light." Liu Mang confirmed.
......
On the other side, Mei Lan and his group had arrived at the branch of the Holy See of Light.
The one who entertained them was none other than Latisi, the Lord of the Bright Church branch in the City of Darkness, a ninth-rank wood magician.
She was wearing a black slim-fitting magic robe, had a curvy figure, and looked charming and attractive.
"Latsi, what's the matter with the letter for help you sent out?" Mei Lan asked unhappily.
"A letter asking for help? We didn't send a letter asking for help?" Latishi looked confused.
"You've all seen it. The city of Obsidian is peaceful. Why would I send a distress message if nothing happened?"
Missim asked, unwilling to give up, "Are you sure it wasn't you who sent the letter for help? Why can't the Vatican contact you?"
Mei Lan had a gloomy face and felt an indescribable depression in her heart.
Now, every time she thought of Liu Mang’s loving eyes and his determined figure rushing towards the dragon, she felt sad in her heart.
"Oh! Are you talking about this? There was an accident with our communication magic circle a few days ago, and we are still repairing it."
"Um?"
Mei Lan and Missim felt something was strange, but they couldn't put their finger on what it was.
"Haha! I'm glad you're okay. After the magic circle is repaired, please ask the branch hall master to report the safety to the Holy See." Watt glanced at Latsi imperceptibly, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Yes! I understand. However, since you are all here, as the branch hall master, I should entertain you. I have asked someone to prepare dinner. Please follow me."
As she spoke, Latici stood up, twisted her charming body, and led Mei Lan and others to finish their meal.
After the meal, Mei Lan and her group were arranged to stay in a branch hall.
In a room.
Mei Lan held her cheek with her hand, her face full of sadness, and she was lost in thought.
"Mei Lan, are you still thinking about those two little hooligans?"
Hearing this, Mei Lan came back to her senses and sighed softly: "Oh! If only I hadn't asked them to come."
"It all happened. Don't think too much about it." Missim comforted softly.
Then he thought of something and continued, "Mei Lan, do you feel that there is something strange about Latish?"
She had a feeling of uneasiness since entering the city today, and this feeling became even stronger after seeing Latish.
"Hmm! It seems like, a little bit, but I just can't put it into words..."
The residence of the branch hall master.
Watt was sitting on the bed, holding Latish, whose clothes were disheveled, in his arms.
However, Latishi's face was pale now, and his eyes were like a dead person, without any spirit.
Sitting next to him was a mysterious man who was wrapped in deathly aura and whose face could not be seen.
"Alas! It's such a pity that such a good ninth-level wood magician was killed by you." Watt glanced at the man with some dissatisfaction.
"Are you asking me to do something?"
Watt didn't look scared. "No, I'm just feeling emotional."
"Hmph! Do you know how much of a threat a ninth-level wood magician poses to us necromancers?"
“Not killing them is always a destabilizing factor.”
Wata ignored his words and just gently stroked Latish's pale yet charming face.
"I don't care. You can't kill Mei Lan, and you can't have any ideas about her. She is my forbidden love."
"Hmph! I'm almost promoted to Saint level. If those students don't have enough souls, I'll have to lend her some." The mysterious man said nonchalantly.
"you!"
"What are you talking about? Which is more important, the throne or a woman? If your teacher's plan is ruined because of a woman, I believe your teacher will not let you go."
When Watt heard the mysterious man mention his teacher, he instantly wilted.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! But before that, you have to let me taste her body first."
"Haha! No problem. First-hand and second-hand are the same to me anyway."
"Okay, just play by yourself for a while and then go over! I need to prepare first." As he said that, the mysterious man turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared on the spot.
Watt gritted his teeth.
"asshole!"
Then he looked at the charming and attractive body in his arms, his heart was filled with anger, and he immediately picked up his gun and rushed to the battlefield.
On the roof.
"Bah! Beast! They didn't even spare the corpse!"
"Yeah! It's really beastly."
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