Chapter 415, Visit Fan Snow Mountain
"This phonological substance is called 'Phantom String Song', which is equivalent to or even stronger than the Great Soul Species, and can greatly improve your phonological ability."
Feng Zhoulong said: "I must remind you again, this thing is very dangerous, very dangerous!" β
"Don't worry."
"Okay then." Feng Zhoulong didn't persuade much.
Since Xu Fang's attitude is so resolute, then he has nothing to say.
He brought over the vessel containing the sound system, the special substance is different from the spirit seed and the soul seed, and there are few independent energy bodies of their own, which can only be gathered together by external means.
"Be careful yourself." After one more admonition, Feng Zhoulong turned around and left the room.
In the entire white room, only Xu Fang was left and the utensils in his hand.
"Shouldn't I have persuaded him more?"
Outside the door, Feng Zhoulong regretted a little, and wanted to go in for fear of affecting Xu Fang, causing things to get worse and worse.
If something happens to Xu Fang here, although it will not make him responsible, he will definitely not let it go lightly.
Everyone is a well-known figure in the research and division world, Feng Zhoulong has heard Xu Fang's name a long time ago, and he also knows that the other party's invention has made outstanding contributions to military mages and the country.
It can be said that a considerable number of people can live unharmed because of the existence of Xu Fang.
If such a man were to fold in his place...
Squeak~~~~~
The door opened, Feng Zhoulong hurriedly looked over and found that Xu Fang was walking out, covering his forehead as he walked.
"Why is it so fast, does your head hurt? Do you want me to be called a healing mage? Feng Zhoulong said with concern.
"It's okay, my hair grows." Xu Fang said, untied a head rope from his wrist, and skillfully tied the scribbled hair into a casual little tug.
"Where's the Shadow Strings?" Feng Zhoulong said anxiously.
"Absorbed." Xu Fang spread his hands: "Didn't I tell you, from my cultivation of magic to now, nothing can break my spirit." β
The soul of the muse is indeed powerful, especially when combined with the sound matter, and the bursts of screams can burst a person's will.
But the spirit of Xu Fang... You know, there is a big guaranteed light that is equivalent to the lawn mower in "Plants vs. Zombies".
You hang and let you hang, and the breeze blows the hills.
"That's great, there's an underground training ground on the fourth basement floor, where you can try your hand." Feng Zhoulong said.
"Good work."
Xu Fang was full of harvest and was in a good mood.
He did not go to the underground training ground, and it was easy for people to misunderstand his combat effectiveness when he entertained himself, and he was easy to catch blind when he was shooting with real ammunition, which was not as good as half a hair in field training.
It's rare to come to the demon capital once, and you can't really talk about it if you don't go to the nearby Fanxue Mountain.
Where the snow-capped mountains are near the sea, they are full of krakens, they can't be killed, they can't be killed at all, and if they are not used as live targets, they are simply violent!
"Professor Feng, this is my contact information, and we will keep in touch in the future." Xu Fang handed his business card to Feng Zhoulong.
Feng Zhoulong took the card, there was no complicated title or title on it, only "Jinlin City", "Xu Fang" and a string of landline numbers.
"Walk slowly."
Seeing Xu Fang's figure disappear from sight, Feng Zhoulong's eyes were entangled for the first time.
"Jinlin City... Future Parliamentarians. β
"The right to manage the expenses of the research department..."
"And the Magic Society hasn't been formed yet?"
His mind was full of complicated thoughts, and Feng Zhoulong didn't hear it until the meal came.
Thinking of the empty funds on the account, and thinking of the projects he didn't complete, the tangled color in Feng Zhoulong's eyes gradually faded, and was replaced by firmness!
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Asuka City, north.
Xu was suspended in the air, overlooking this piece of land.
This is a very special piece of land, a flat land carved out of two narrow mountain ranges, and the terrain is higher than that of Asuka City.
And on the west side of this land, there is a towering Feiyue Mountain, blocking the Nanling Demon.
There are barrier mountains on the south and north sides, and from the perspective of safety, you can beat Jinlin City.
The biggest disadvantage of Jinlin City is that it is a flat river in all directions, and the demons of Dongting Lake can drive straight in, and the reason for the collapse of the old city lies in this.
Of course, this is a thing of the past.
The existence of the stamen of the earth is more awesome than any natural natural danger, and the real demon is forbidden!
In this land, the same busy construction workers are using the earth magic to build this new city little by little.
And in the middle of the land, there is a European-style castle that is not yet finished, but it is majestic at first glance.
"Good guy, it's yes to dream of returning to Bo City."
Xu Fang's gaze swept around Fan Xue Mountain, although there were mages who came to patrol, no one could see through his mist.
There are quite a few ββββ fluttering moths.
Looking at the moths that surrounded him violently, the mountain patrol mage also became nervous: "What person! β
A young mage couldn't help but scold: "Don't go too far, these big families, trick the city lord into going to a meeting, but he came to steal the house?" β
"We're fighting with you!"
Xu Fang didn't expect these people to react so violently, like an outburst that had been suppressed for a long time, and a few people even began to connect with Xingzi.
"Receive."
Xu Fang said.
The air around him fluctuated with his voice, and the impact of phonological magic swept away all the stars they had just connected.
"It's a phonological mage!"
"Damn, my magic too!"
"Let's go up together and kill him!"
Fan Xueshan also has a sound mage, and he also has high-level strength, and he often competes with everyone on weekdays.
After many times, the mountain patrol mage also figured out some countermeasures, such as spreading out as much as possible and attacking in batches before and after.
No matter how much the sound mage hangs, first of all, he is a person, he cannot have infinite magic energy, and it is impossible to withstand their wheel war!
ββββHowever, this time it was Xu Fang.
"Close! Harvest! Harvest! β
This time, it was not the mountain patrol mage who shouted, but the "Shadow String Song" that he had just obtained.
The ability of the muse master stands out for a simple and brutal one, that is, within the control field of the sound system, all the voices of all people will turn into a chaotic string attack, and the power depends on the spiritual realm.
On cruise ships at the time, the screams of ordinary people could kill fellow Muggles.
According to the average realm of these mountain patrol mages... Good guy, the invisible mid-level magic is flying all over the sky, who can withstand this?
"Don't cast the magic, it's me!" Xu Fang withdrew his mist.
"Are you Xu Fang?"
Several people recognized his identity at the first time, and their faces were surprised and happy.
"Xu Fang, why are you in the sky above our Fan Snow Mountain?" The young mage from before asked.
His companion glared at him, this blind boy, asking such an embarrassing topic for everyone!
"I came to find Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, are they not there?" Xu Fang asked.
"They have gone to Gulangyu Island and participated in the family battle hosted by the East China Sea Magic Association!" The old mage said.
The young mage said indignantly: "Those great families are bullying people, obviously they are the veins found in our Fan Snow Mountain, but they want to come and get a piece of the pie!" β
Tsk...
This scene is inexplicably familiar.
"Which families?" Xu Fang asked.
"The Mu family and the Da Li family!"
Yes, sure enough.
Where there are ore veins, there are these two Yi families, can it be said that the ore veins are easy to breed mildew troops surnamed Mu surnamed Li?
(End of chapter)