Chapter five hundred and thirty third hidden master
Chapter 533: Hidden Master
"The attitude of the guild?" The magician trembled in his heart, remembering the moment that caused a big joke at the headquarters of the magicians' guild. At that time, not to mention the top management of the guild, it was the general meeting of the entire magicians' guild.
Shang Xia Xia's request to Meng Han was regarded as a joke. But now, does the magician dare to say this to Meng Han?
"It's just that I can't understand the request of the adults." There are countless, the magician can only tell a lie. Anyway, there are many meanings of being incomprehensible. How to imagine it is up to Meng Han himself.
"So, do you know how to report back this time?" Meng Han looked at the magician leisurely and asked with interest.
Can I still go back? The magician couldn't believe his ears. This was a good thing that fell from the sky. The magician immediately became energetic and began to think crazily in his mind about how to get through this hurdle. As long as he passed it
At this level, the sea and the sky will be brighter in the future, but if it is not done right, there may never be a chance to go back.
"The Golden City sect is living and working in peace and contentment, and there is no sign of the Necromancer." The magician has obviously been in the guild for a long time, and he is very proficient in this matter. He said the words with ease and without any stuttering: "Lady who loves beauty.
They are into harmless plastic surgery, it's a consensual thing, and nothing evil happens."
After saying that, the magician stared at Meng Han eagerly, looking forward to Meng Han's approval. The moment he raised his head, Meng Han's eyes also looked straight over, and his eyes met the magician's.
An inexplicable light suddenly appeared in Meng Han's eyes, and a calm voice came out from his mouth: "This is a good statement, you should remember it firmly!"
The magician's eyes seemed to suddenly become glazed over. Looking at Meng Han's eyes, he seemed to be staring at the unfathomable sea, as if there was something in there that attracted him crazily, and he said in a daze: "Yes, this statement
Not bad, I will keep it in mind!"
Brush, Meng Han's eyelids blinked, and instantly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. The eyes of the magician opposite him also instantly returned to their brightness, and he continued what he just said: "I will follow this when I get back.
, Anyway, the above asked me to come here this time just to let me understand it, and there is no real content. "
"So, when will you set off?" Meng Han asked with a smile.
"Right away!" The magician almost jumped up with joy: "I'll leave right away and take those followers back with me."
"Go back by yourself, I'll keep your entourage!" Meng Han gave a faint order.
How dare the magician have any objections? There are only a few followers. As long as they can return to the headquarters of the Magicians Guild, how many followers can't be found? I don't know how those guys offended Meng Han, but it is none of his business.
, I think Meng Han left those guys behind just to vent his anger. As long as he is safe and sound, that is better than anything else.
They came as quickly as they ran. The representatives sent by the Magician's Guild stayed for less than an hour in total, and then quickly fled the Golden City in despair. The few followers who followed the magician with great arrogance even did not appear at all.
I don’t know what happened, but I am still facing the eager gaze of a group of personal guards. Of course, they have been separated and taken away separately. No one knows what they will face next.
A guy who didn't look like much was taken directly to Meng Han's office. The moment he saw Meng Han, the entourage showed a look of awe on his face, and even had a charming smile on his face, a flattering look. By Meng Han.
Meng Han looked at the entourage up and down for a long time, then stood up unexpectedly and made a gesture of invitation to the entourage: "Please sit down!"
"I don't dare, no matter what, my lord, I can't afford it!" The entourage still said respectfully, haha, that kind of little person's behavior, people can't find any flaws at a glance.
"What do you call me?" Meng Han smiled and didn't care, letting his entourage perform. After he finished what he said, he asked again in a pleasant manner.
"Lin Qi." The attendant replied hurriedly, not daring to hide anything, and still looked frightened.
"Okay, then, Lin Qi." Meng Han called him according to the ranking mentioned by his entourage: "What does the Magician Guild want to do this time? To plot against the Golden City again? Or is it going to directly equate me with the Necromancer? , destroyed in one fell swoop?”
"Sir, sir, you are joking." Lin Qi's face showed beads of sweat anxiously, and he waved his hands in an attempt to clear the air: "I am just a follower, I have no idea what my master wants to do, sir. !”
"You do look like a follower." Meng Han smiled, looked at Lin Qi and said inscrutably: "However, a follower of the junior Dharma Saint level, no matter what, looks a bit awkward."
At the first glance when they met, Meng Han discovered something unusual about this guy. His mental power was surprisingly strong, and his magic power was also ridiculously powerful. To say that such a person is a follower, and that he is also a follower of such a shallow guy, it is hard to say that he is a follower. Even Meng Han doesn't believe it. Maybe this guy is the real representative of the Magicians Guild.
"Oh? The Marquis actually found out?" When Lin Qi heard Meng Han's words, his whole body's temperament suddenly changed. In a moment, it was as if he suddenly changed into a different person. Not only did his eyes look sharp, but his energy also showed a strong strength. : "I understand, it was Kevin, that old guy Kevin told you, right?"
Meng Han neither confirmed nor denied Lynch's guess. He just looked at him coldly, as if waiting for him to continue. Lynch looked at Demi and Diana standing far behind Meng Han's desk. He looked at Meng Han in front of him again, and suddenly sneered: "Your Majesty, as far as I know, your two maids are only at the level of great magicians at most. You don't know that in this room, you A little too close to me?"
"No, not close at all, just right!" Meng Han's hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Qi's throat. With such force, Lin Qi was strangled by the neck and pushed to the wall: " Just enough for me to stretch out my arm and catch you, Mr. Lynch, unless you have the ability to cast magic instantly without reciting magic spells. Of course, as a magic saint, you should have such an ability. But, unfortunately, Lynch Sir, you are not fast enough."
Listening to Meng Han's words, Lin Qi, who was supported on the wall, also showed a smile. It seemed that the person being strangled was not him at all. But soon, his face, which had just shown pain, changed color again, A big white stone hand appeared from nowhere and took the place of Meng Han's hand, pressing him against the wall. A sharp sword crossed his neck and cut shallowly into his throat. The fierce movements made Lin Qi believe that if there was even the slightest movement here, his head would be cut off with a sword.
"Dear Mr. Lynch, in fact, I don't care at all about what the Magicians Guild wants to do." Meng Han slowly backed away, left a certain distance, and then sat down comfortably. Behind him, he didn't know.
When did a stone chair appear, the height was just right, and it appeared just right. As soon as Meng Han sat down at that angle, the chair rose to that height.
With a casual movement, the big white hand on the wall loosened slightly, allowing Mr. Lynch to speak. Meng Han looked at him and continued: "You also know that after the fireworks night, the Magicians Guild has been
You're not my friend either. I'm just curious, what did the guild send you to do? What do you want?"
"The guild wants to know what you are going to do with a group of magic abandoned disciples from Kevin." At this point, Lynch also knew that he was unlikely to hide anything, so he quickly said: "Your magic cultivation level, now
What state has it reached?"
"Mr. Lynch, you still can't see it?" Meng Han spread his hands to indicate that he was here.
"There is a magic scroll on my body. As long as it is stimulated, I can judge your magic realm." Lin Qi was in the air, his neck was pinched, and it was very difficult to speak, but he still struggled to finish: "We know that you were once in
The Magic Academy has defeated an intermediate magician face to face. If you break through the realm of a great magician, it means that you have mastered the method that allows the abandoned magicians to regain their magic practice. The guild needs this method."
"Tsk, tsk, it seems that there are people in the guild who really know the goods!" Meng Han tsked at the sky twice, and then continued what Lin Qi said: "If I have this method, then the guild will do whatever it takes to get it, even if it turns me into a
Become a heinous person who colludes with the Necromancer, right?"
"In fact, Mr. Marquis, you have colluded with the Necromancer." Although Lynch had been controlled, he could not help but sarcastically said.
"If you can live until a month later, you will find that being friends with the Necromancer is not something that is too unacceptable." Meng Han smiled, not caring about Lin Qi's sarcasm at all: "You
He is just a guy who studies magic and has no idea what it means to women to become beautiful and perfect. And if women want to stop something they have decided, it is not that easy."
While talking, Demi had found a magic scroll from Lin Qi's body and sent it to Meng Han's hand. Meng Han looked down and sensed that there was no danger of an explosion, so he held it in his hand and waved it.
: "Is this it?"
Lin Qi did not speak, and snorted in his throat, which was regarded as confirmation. He gave Meng Han a provocative look, and then said: "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, from the magic apprentice to the magician, the great magician, the magician, and the magic saint."
The Dharma gods each correspond to a color, what can you get? Orange?"
"I also want to know." Meng Han laughed: "If we just talk about magic and spiritual power, I don't think you will be disappointed. Mr. Lynch!"
As he spoke, the magic scroll in Meng Han's hand began to shine with dazzling light, starting from red, quickly turning into orange, then yellow, green, and blue, until it emitted a burst of bright purple light.