"No, I'm not going to do that kind of boring thing. The old magician smiled: "I just arrived here, alas, I haven't been to the Astor Academy of Magic for many years, and I almost got lost." ”

"Okay!" Xue Wuxian sat up straight while speaking cautiously, his hand had shrunk into his sleeve, and he gently clasped a magic scroll: "Your Excellency Magician, you won't just pass by when you come to visit late at night, right?"

"What do I ...... I'm here to see you. ”

The old magician thought for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered his intention: "Originally, I just looked at you and left, but now I have changed my mind......"

The next morning, to the panic of the people in the villa, Xue Wuxian disappeared for no reason! On the terrace where Xue Wuji was resting, a note was left in Xue Wuji's own handwriting.

"I was taken away by a mysterious magician. This sentence was written by Xue Wuxian himself, he did not write "hijacking", but vaguely used the word "take away".

And, obviously, Snow Without a Trace wrote this note, and it was also with the permission of the magician who took Snow Without a Trace.

Because, on this note, there is not only the signature of Snow Traceless, but also a symbol.

No one could understand the symbol, but in the end, it was the knowledgeable Via who understood it. "It's like a magician's personal imprint. ”

Via thought for a moment: "Some old magicians are used to using this kind of thing instead of signatures. We can go to the Magic Guild to find out who this signature belongs to. ”

After all, Xue Wuxian is also a student of the Astor Academy of Magic, and although the Master of the Wizards has not yet returned, Via quickly found the head of the Astor School of Magic, the Wizard Rudolph, and asked him to help find clues.

And what makes everyone feel strange is that after the symbol mark on the note was sent to the Magic Guild, the Magic Guild remained unexpectedly silent! Even Magister Rudolph was extremely angry at first when he got the news that Snow Without a Trace was taken away by the magician!

Snow Without a Trace is not only a student of the Astor School of Magic, but also a friend of his, the Magister

Passing on the disciples, he has to take care of whatever he says, but after the magic union explained a few words to Magister Rudolph, Magister Rudolph couldn't help but remain silent!

After seeing that sigil symbol...... Dean Rudolph immediately became angry, and then remained silent!

Wei Ya and the others, who didn't understand what was going on, took a lot of effort to get a not-so-good news, and the mark that took away Snow Without a Trace belonged to a powerful magician that even the Magic Guild didn't dare to provoke!

He doesn't exist in any records or any documents of the Magic Guild, that person, let alone take away Xue Wuxi, even if he takes away His Majesty's son, I'm afraid His Majesty can only remain silent......

First of all, he didn't know what kind of magic this old guy had used on him, because Xue Wuxian felt that his body was no longer his own! This was a strange "kidnapping" incident! Xue Wuji's mind, his consciousness, and his mind were all his own.

But his body has been controlled by the old magician! For example, now! The old magician sat leisurely on the grass, he lazily leaned against a big tree, watching the snow without a trace busy in front of him to make a fire.

Xue Wuxian had already scolded this old guy in his stomach, but he didn't have anything to do! Because, the old guy just said to him softly: "Make a fire!"

As a result, Xue Wuxian helplessly watched himself stand up, busy collecting branches, lighting a bonfire, and letting himself cough and cry from the black smoke, no matter how angry he was, but he completely lost the control of his body!

Seeing that the old magician took out a cloth bag from under his robe, such a small cloth bag was obviously also a magic tool, because the old magician actually took out a leg of mutton, a bottle of good wine, and even a new set of clothes, as well as a few bottles.

There seems to be an endless amount of stuff in this cloth bag, and I don't know how many things it contains. Then the old magician gave the order: "Roast!"

Xue Wuxian could only helplessly "watch" at his body, meticulously carrying out the magician's orders! This was simply a kind of torture!

Waiting, once very angry swearing.

But the old magician's punishment method was very simple, he just glanced at Xue Wuxian and said lightly: "Palm mouth." ”

Then Xue Wuxian watched as his palm was raised and slapped heavily on his face! After receiving five or six slaps in a row, Xue Wuxian could only make a fortune in a muffled voice, although he almost scolded the eighteen generations of the old magician's ancestors in his stomach, but he didn't dare to say a word anymore.

After the old magician had eaten and drunk, he glanced at Xue Wuxian who was sitting on the side and rolled his eyes, and he suddenly smiled: "Your skills are good. It's been a long time since I've had such a delicious barbecue. Xue Wuxian rolled his eyes directly.

"Now, sleep!" the old magician ended the conversation, then rolled over, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and closed his eyes.

He didn't want to sleep! But his body was controlled by others! He had no choice but to let his body stretch out, and then lie down straight and close his eyes! No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes and sit up! Because the old magician's order was: Sleep!

For five days in a row, the old magician took the snow without a trace all the way north.

At the beginning, the old magician flew out of the villa directly with Snow without a Trace that night, and then simply flew all the way north.

A day later, when the two of them were passing through a town, the old magician asked Xue Wuji to buy two horses.

Snow Without a Trace could not resist, and he could not escape.

Now in addition to the freedom of thought, the dominance of his body belongs to the old magician, and Xue Wuxian once asked the old magician what kind of magic he had done to him, but the old magician did not answer.

Snow Traceless asked, "Where are we going?" the old magician didn't answer. Snow Without a Trace is going crazy.

On the twentieth day, the two of them had already arrived in the north of the Canglan Continent, the climate here was several times colder than in the south, there was no green around them, and everything was covered with a layer of frost!

The wind blowing in the north is like a knife cutting on the face, and the road is getting harder to walk day by day.