Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

In mid-air, Xu Fang, who was neatly dressed, and Han Ji, who was wearing pajamas, stood side by side.

"That's her!"

Xu Fang looked sad and angry, pointing at the woman who was escaping in the sea.

Han Ji became angry on the spot.

Mother Ganlin, the assassination actually came to me, Huaxia, do you think we have no one left?

"Xue Ji's Cry!"

In anger, Han Ji directly used super-level magic to freeze a large area of ​​​​the sea into popsicles.

"Devil flower!"

A ferocious flower that was tens of meters tall appeared, with corrosive liquid dripping from its sharp teeth, and it swallowed the woman directly into its mouth!

"Spare her life first, and then use your spiritual magic to serve her well when you return."

Han Ji patted Xu Fang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer any injustice!"

"President Han!" Xu Fang looked touched.

Han Ji smiled and nodded.

The woman bitten in the devil's mouth: "..."

Where did he feel wronged?

The one who was beaten half to death was me, it was me!

"be honest!"

With a thought from Han Ji, the corrosive saliva of the Devil Flower spread, and the woman screamed in pain, unable to use any magic.

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It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years, and Xu Fang has always disapproved of it.

He believes that revenge does not last overnight!

Feather of the Sky, as a TOP0 level magic tool, was so fast that even a super-level mage could not intercept it, and it returned to Venice in an instant.

Xu Fang knocked on Han Ji's door immediately.

Han Ji, who was sleeping well at first, became furious after hearing Xu Fang's accusation. TMD was so rampant!

He didn't even change his pajamas, so he took Xu Fang and wanted to take revenge.

The little will-o'-the-wisp had already locked onto the woman's whereabouts, and within five minutes of going back and forth with the Feather of the Sky, a super-level and fully-cultivated daddy came out.

hotel.

Han Ji's room.

The originally comfortable and luxurious hotel had now turned into a dark green hell.

The woman was tightly bound by two vines with sharp thorns and was half hanging in the air. The venom and cold made her consciousness on the verge of blurring.

"That's him." Han Ji said.

Shao Zheng glanced at the woman with a calm expression: "Pry open her mouth."

"good!"

A councilman came, surrounded by the magical light of the psychic system.

The woman didn't even have room to resist, and the psychic magic was penetrated into her brain, and she read the information inside wantonly.

"Her name is Miao Jiang, and she is the third among the four craftsmen in the Killer Hall." said the Psychic Member.

Killer Palace?

The looks of the big bosses became even more ugly.

The Killer Palace, as its name suggests, is an organization of killers who pursue profits. Anyone who pays them to kill will be pursued and killed regardless of the cost.

But unlike Heiting, who is pure evil, the Killer Palace only cares about money.

Just magical forces such as the Holy Inquisition, the Magic Association, and the Parthenon will also have a lot of dirty work done by the Killer Palace.

"Whose commission?" Shao Zheng asked.

"You, you can't get a word out of my mouth!" Miao Jiang regained consciousness and mocked.

Buzz! ! !

The next second, she passed out again, unaware that all her secrets had been revealed.

The psychic mage was a little surprised and said:

"Jiang Miao received two commissions, one of which was from the Egyptian general Ahmed. The commission was to seriously injure Xu Fang, preventing him from appearing in the third round of the decisive battle."

"Where's the other one?"

"The other one comes from the Black Court, Salan."

Sarang!

Han Ji suddenly stood up, with deep hatred in his eyes.

This is a name that is imprinted on his soul. Because of this crazy woman, this thousand-year-old ancient capital city was almost destroyed in the sea of ​​the dead!

"In other words, Salan has been to Venice?"

"Yes, I'm afraid she came to watch the game."

Arrogant!

This person really didn't take the mages from all over the world seriously at all. There were countless masters stationed in the entire city of Venice, but they were all just decorations.

"Can you lock Salan's location?" Shao Zheng asked in a deep voice.

The psychic mage shook his head.

What Sa Long is best at is disguising and running around. In many cases, even her subordinates don't know her identity.

"This is an opportunity for us to privately request undead and dark resources from Ahmed. I think the Venice Organizing Committee will be happy to pay a small price to suppress this scandal."

An old woman standing diagonally behind Shao Zheng said.

"What about Xu Fang?" Han Ji said dissatisfied: "He was assassinated and almost died, but you used him as a profit-making tool?"

"Han Ji, watch your words!"

Zu Huiyin's face suddenly turned dark.

She is the speaker's secretary, and in terms of status, she is higher than Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association!

How dare Han Ji speak to herself like this?

"Ha." Han Ji didn't bother to say more to the old woman, turned around and walked away.

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The next day.

Han Ji found Xu Fang.

"Really a super mage?" Xu Fang said in surprise.

In fact, during the fight last night, Miao Jiang never had the chance to cast real super-level magic. Xu Fang also guessed based on the opponent's casting speed.

"The four craftsmen of the Killer Hall, Mr. Miao majored in shadow, minored in music, and minored in space. He just happened to be restrained by your boy." Han Ji said with a smile.

Han Ji had seen Xu Fang's Night-dispelling Day, and as soon as the Dharma Appearance was opened, most of Miao Jiang's Shadow Element was destroyed.

The ever-conquering music system also encountered a perverted colleague like Xu Fang, who used a trick of insect buzzing to disrupt the sound range.

Not to mention El Niño and Insect King, trump cards that even Han Ji didn't know.

One word: clever.

——If it were another killer, Xu Fang would probably have to wear armor or demon clouds, and he would never be as calm as this time.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter. You actually dare to assassinate our people and seek death!" Han Ji said.

Xu Fang nodded, and suddenly said: "Can you leave Miao Jiang's body to me?"

"What do you want a corpse for?" Han Ji asked curiously.

"Miaojiang's phonological field is very special. She can integrate audio track attacks into other people's voices. I think she may have integrated special phonological substances."

Xu Fang still remembered the tragic scene of people falling down while screaming last night.

——No one realized that what killed them was actually the screams of their companions.

If you don’t have a musical system, if your spiritual level is not high. It's very possible that like those ordinary people, his throat was cut by the sound track without any explanation!

"I read a paper in the "Future" journal by Professor Feng Zhoulong of the Southern Magic Association, discussing how to extract special antibodies from demon corpses."

Xu Fang said: "If you regard Miao Jiang as a demon and sound system substances as antibodies, it is theoretically feasible."

Han Ji: "..."

This was the first time he met such a young man.

After being assassinated, his first reaction was to covet the killer's abilities, and he also had the idea of ​​killing his body!

"Okay, I will try my best to fight for you."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Xu Fang's voice suddenly became cheerful, and Miao Jiang's ghost mask in his mind became kawaii.

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Beside the azure swimming pool, the solemn and quiet beautiful woman listened quietly to the report of her subordinate.

"Ha, the four craftsmen of the Killer Palace... really impress me." The beautiful woman hummed, with disdain in her voice.

A super-class assassin, just failed to assassinate a high-level boy, but he actually got himself involved?

There is no stupid word to describe it! ?

"Sir, let's withdraw too. Those Chinese people hate us and will definitely take the opportunity to attack us," the subordinate said.

"Let's go."

Salan stood up, slowly tore off his face, and turned into another person in the blink of an eye!