William pushed in.

Messi was sitting on the boss' chair, with the black cat lying beside him. He stared blankly at the door, but his eyes were not on William, and he didn't know what he thought.

His Royal Highness took a stool and sat down in front of the table, shaking his claws in front of his eyes.

Messi glanced at him, and Pi smiled at him with a smile: "Why, are you free here today?"

"Huh?" William's "um" was four sounds. He always felt that Modao's sentence was flawed, and what did he mean?

But he didn't take it too seriously. He pointed to the walls around him and said with a doubt: "Alas, the divination shop is not open. What are you going to eat?"

At the beginning, it wasn't good, my lord's territory will not be destroyed, are you planning to wait for me to die here? "

Messi blinked, his face remained unchanged, but he didn't know what was in his mind, and he hummed, "I'm not interested, I want to go out for a while."

"Where to go, I'll stay with you." William shrugged, his face indifferent.

"The business." Mo Dao shook his head.

His Royal Highness immediately patted the table arrogantly: "What's the matter? I am the reincarnation of the thunder god, the first place in the demon martial arts conference in the Southern Region. Who doesn't give me face?"

The black cat was awoken, the two cats glanced at William with disdain, and walked away from the cat.

"Stop, don't stop, don't stop me. I have to kill this cat to eat meat today." William rolled up his sleeves and went over.

Unfortunately, Mo Dao just sneered and wanted to see how he killed the cat.

"Hey, you're boring. Tell me what's going on. You have helped me so many times in the past few years. The prince is not an insincere person. Don't care about the sword and fire. Brother and I will walk with you.

Messi listened to William's bragging here, and he couldn't help but want to laugh, but he still choked.

He coughed and looked carefully at the elf who had been around for several years.

The advantages are.

There must be.

Be kind, that is, be kind, be nice to yourself, be cruel and cruel to the enemy.

But this is the way of living in the continents of the gods, there is no right or wrong.

His lord did a great job.

As for William's IQ?

Fairly wide.

Can't see it too mentally ...

But it's not smart.

At least for the development of Dawn City, the prediction is OK.

Well.

It can be said that in this respect, he has been separated from his own doom problem.

It was just that he leaked out the problem of Thor's left hand at the Demon Martial Arts Conference, but it was enough to show that he was impulsive and not absolutely rational.

Messi thought of this, and he sighed in his heart, how could he end up like this if he could be absolutely rational.

Not to mention people, elves, and feathers.

Even the **** of endless life.

There are also times when you lose your sanity and anger.

And when William said he was going to accompany him to do the business, he was touched.

No matter what the little guy is saying is true or false, he can tell it.

The more important thing is.

He knew William's character.

As long as he speaks, if he really wants him to help, he will definitely do it, that is really a sword and a fire, and it is estimated that he will also do it.

"But, what use are you going to do, dig the tunnel?" Messi was a bit helpless, relying on William's combat power, it is estimated that he can only dig the tunnel.

William looked indifferently at Modao at this moment, and he did not want Mesis to go out now.

He understands.

Mesis would not die easily, even if he had never heard of his death in his last life.

Operate on the Magic Temple.

One accident can cause problems.

But the butterfly effect caused by him has let Mesis lift the seal several months in advance.

This is not a minor issue.

If he really died in the hands of the magic temple, or was caught, William would never feel good about it.

Even if he wanted to save people, he was really powerless.

He is basically difficult to find the legendary man and even the saint who will shoot at the magic temple.

Because he is not enough to pull the big brother to death with himself.

They fell silent.

Each other noticed that the other seemed to be in trouble.

No one ordered it.

And just as Mexis was planning to close the door.

As a man, William finally made up his mind, stood up with both hands on the table, leaned in front of Meses, and said deeply, "Don't kill him."

He heard this sentence without any doubt or asking why William knew what he wanted to do.

Because the favorability of the two has reached 950 points.

If you know some secrets of the other party, you will not become a barrier between the two.

Mo Dao pondered for a long time, and he decided to open the skylight and say something bright: "The magic temple will cultivate me into the body of the gods. After I know the truth, the high chair of the magic temple, my former teacher, immediately he I issued the most vicious curse.

If I hadn't prepared in advance, I would be dead now, or locked in the magic temple forever.

You tell me that when I have the power to avenge, even in the near future, I will have enough power to overthrow the magic temple.

Then why don't I go for revenge? "

William seemed to have prepared for Messian's question long ago, and he immediately made a few points: "If there is no accident, are you still the Magister?"

"Yes, but I am different."

"Less nonsense, the Magister is the Magister. If the Magister can't catch you, it doesn't mean you can beat him." William retorted mercilessly, even if the guy in front of him might be the reincarnation of the gods.

The corner of Mezz's mouth twitched slightly, without squeaking.

"Are you an all-magister?"

Mo Dao looked at him with a slight smile and said indifferently: "Yes, I am proficient in all magic except 'lucky' and 'bad luck'.

You remember, I am proficient, I have mastered all, I can master all!

No matter how many branches of magic in a certain department, how many magic spells, as long as they belong to the wizard's club, I will. "

"Very good. The magic teachers of the whole department are really great. Maybe you can instantly cast a forbidden spell and throw dozens of them ..." William swallowed. In this regard, Mo Dao did not brag, he was so strong. He is the super-human who almost overturned the entire magic temple with his own power.

but.

A saint like Fasheng is the one standing on the top of the continent.

It's useless even if you are a great demon teacher of the whole department.

Messi is obviously aware of this situation. He estimates that he has his own self-confidence. According to his previous life, he can live so long, and there must be many means.

But William still yelled, "Tell me, after all your means of escape have been used up, are you in front of the Dharma and you have nothing to hide?"

What is Fasheng?

Never use the same magic a second time before Fasheng.

This is the saint.

The same magic trick is invalid for Fasheng ...

As a magic teacher of the entire department, and even the last great magic teacher of the whole department, there must be many ways to run. He can escape dozens or even hundreds of times.

It can be used again and again, as long as it is used once before Fa Sheng, there is no use there, unless both have the same realm.

Mo Dao definitely knew this situation in his life, but at that time he had no friends.

He was alone in the divination shop.

He never had a friend, he only had one cat, and only one cat who could give his life for him!

In those years, he will become more and more hateful to the magic temple.

Until he couldn't help it.

Just as Meses thought.

Would he end up like this if he had absolute reason?

will not....

Self-confidence can be blind.

Mexis knew he was strong, but he also had humanity, but with humanity, he had weaknesses.

He leaned on his chair at this moment and looked at His Royal Highness Prince, who was standing tall, and there was an imperceptible dullness between his eyes.

But the magic road hesitated a little, without intending to deceive William, he nodded helplessly: "Yes, before the eyes of the Holy Saint, the magic below the holy realm will not work again.

Perhaps Fasheng will not learn this magic at a glance, but they can see through the structure of this magic.

Unless you constantly use newly created magic ... "

"Then why aren't you waiting?" William sighed. He didn't give Messi a chance to speak, and bluntly said: "Your enemy is the Temple of Magic, so are my enemies. When they pitted me at the Devils Convention , I can look like a mirror in my heart.

But I know I'm not strong enough, and I will bear it.

I wonder if I can ask you to help deal with the magic temple.

Since your enemies are too, let's all wait, isn't it good to get revenge together?

Especially you are the magic teacher, how to fight with Fa Sheng? "

"In another two or a year, I will be a great Magister." Mexis said lightly.

"Where is the saint?" William asked in return, not saint. It is useful for you to say it. Even if you were a **** in your last life, shouldn't you be nesting in Dawn City?

"..." Messie had nothing to say for the time being, and he didn't know when to be sanctified. Although it would not take long, it wouldn't be just two or three years.

It was just some words from William that made Messie a little skeptical. Is this goods so calm?

I have leaked so many powers, do you even have a shocked expression?

Could it be that I really missed my eyes?

Are you also a **** reincarnation?

its not right.

There are so many gods.

Without you.

There was no title of shameless **** ...

William didn't know what he was thinking, but with a look at his eyes, he knew that Meses could not whisper something bad, and he drew his mouth and said, "Let ’s not hurry, I will fight with you at the Temple of Magic, no Is it one or two Fashengs? When Laozi stepped into the sacred realm, he punched and stunned them all, killing them all. "

"Oh ..." Messi sneered expressionlessly, waiting for you to be sanctified, or maybe the Lord of Magic is out. I won't overthrow the Temple of Magic now, wouldn't it be nice for him to be a bunch of magpies? Annoying me?

But William seemed to understand what he meant.

He nodded with his thumb: "No, give me 20 years, no, 10 years!

I turned Dawn City into the top power on the legendary continent. "

"Don't you make drafts when you brag?" Meses couldn't help it.

His Royal Highness was shocked, and he blasted Messis with a domineering blow. Before he was angry again, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Isn't this with you, as long as you give your full support, I use everything Everything that UU has to read and even use those undead candidates!

The Fourth Age belongs to us.

Brother die, believe me, when I grow up, you just need to cheer me up, and others will give it to me. "

After hearing William's last words.

Messiah is shocked!

I Cao.

At that time, the **** of war of Tieya did not dare to say this in front of himself. Where did you get the courage?

but why.

I really want to promise him.

William patted the table again, and he couldn't refuse to sing: "That's the way to go. You have to agree and disagree. Take me to the Thunder Temple tomorrow and dig my eyes."

His Royal Highness glanced at Messis, who was a little bit frightened, and roared angrily, "Hey, I didn't hear you."

"Ah? Oh ..."

"That's it, I'm leaving now." William left pretending to be unconcerned.

He secretly said!

OK.

How did you get the soul magic?

Isn't it just a flicker, frightened by various shooting tables?

But Messi ate it.

Because this product turned out to be a shaking M ~!

William saw it from the beginning.

no way.

This is a property.

No matter who he was in his previous life ...

But everything is everything.

It's all about William's talent.

He looks handsome.

Stinky dare to do this absolutely dead!

Alas.

A talent that even God can't resist.

It's too leather.

This is the true god-level talent, and I don't know when the handsome can be upgraded again ...

William didn't know if there was the title of "handsome" God, but I can think about it later, and I won't fight for the title of Thor with the reincarnation of the Thor, too low!

...

PS: 3600 words, for women's monthly tickets, recommended tickets.