"If you have enough forty-two general-level spirits, let's point them on the gold system, the fifth-level mid-level imperial weapon ......"

Lu Jun touched his chin, after all, if it goes on like this, Tai'a Jian is the greatest contributor to collecting spirits, and he can't favor one over the other.

The rest of the time, he concentrated on meditation and cultivation, consolidated the cultivation of the six series of galaxies, and then went out.

Another group of people from the Huaxia Guofu team was already urging, they were the first to go to Egypt, and when the time came, they would gather in Cairo, the last stop of the Guofu, and when they had completed the Egyptian challenge, they would return to Venice.

When he saw Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue and others, they all looked radiant and made great progress.

The crowd gathered without hesitation, and flew to Egypt that afternoon.

The South African national team said goodbye early, they lost more than half of their members, and had to suspend the national government training, return to the country, and then reselect the members.

In fact, most of the country's government experience training teams are like this, and it is extremely rare for an immortal like the Huaxia team to be immortal.

The Sahara was so close to Egypt that after about an hour two groups of people were gathered.

Guanyu's mouth was full of sour taste: "Mo Fan, you are really good, you broke into the Sahara and luckily brought out the South African national team." ”

"Hehehe." Mo Fan shot back lightly: "Lucky? Why don't you come along? ”

After the two quarreled, Lu Jun received a precise order from the tutor of the national government, and after challenging the Egyptian national pavilion, he went to participate in a war in the city-state of Pushinj, which was more than 200 kilometers away from Luo.

The Egyptian Pavilion has nothing to say, Mo Fan led the team to challenge, and it was done in an hour.

Although Egypt is the strongest dark horse in this Venice competition, defeating the United States, Greece, and the United Kingdom in a row, and once almost won the championship, and finally ranked second, but it was obtained by cheating with the Fountain of the Pharaohs, and the normal level is very high.

Mo Fan had defeated their national team, not to mention the mere keepers.

After capturing this badge, Ai Jiangtu was very excited and sighed: "We have created a miracle, the only team in the history of the National Government Competition to challenge the National Pavilion without missing a single defeat. ”

When the words fell, even Guanyu, Nan Rongni, and Mu Yingting, who had no sense of group responsibility, were honored.

People all over the world, and even teams from all over the world have regarded the Chinese team as the biggest favorite to win the championship.

With the joy of completing the experience, everyone arrived in the city of Pushinj, 200 kilometers away.

The whole city has a bit of Egyptian ancient charm, the stone fence is still preserved outside the city, including the streets, many houses are made of stone, and the gray and white tone looks simple and solemn.

Lu Jun and others walked on the street, and from time to time they saw some injured people being carried to a certain place for treatment.

Mo Fan scratched his head and asked, "Weird, why are there so many injured people?" ”

"I heard before I came here that there was a bit of a mess in Pushinj, and it seems that the problem is more serious than I thought."

Nan Jue said, and immediately saw the two wind mages carrying the white medical flat shoulder one after the other, and running quickly towards the center of the street on the wind track.

The wounded man's injuries on the pole were shocking, his legs were torn apart by Qi Gen, wrapped in a thick white cloth, and dyed bright red, even the flat pole was stained, and the blood did not stop, and it dripped to the ground.

Lu Jun Mingrui sensed that the person's life breath was rapidly plummeting.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone who were originally relaxed became heavy and smelled the breath of the war.

Zhao Manyan said: "The direction they went seems to be the same as the location we want to report." ”

The group followed, and in a moment they came to a wide street, where there were white tents trimmed with gold edges, quite luxurious and luxurious, and with a holy and noble temperament.

Pedestrians in the vicinity were in a hurry, people gathered in all directions, and all the wounded were transported into tents.

These cream-colored gold-rimmed tents are topped by a flower wheel that has been carefully designed to show similar but opposite patterns of petals and branches from any angle.

Then, a large number of petals and branches form a complete milky white flower wheel with a golden-blue halo.

One look at this logo, you know that this must be from a world-famous super organization, this will shine with a completely different luster from the background color is equivalent to a difficult to imitate anti-counterfeiting logo!

Seeing this, Nan Rongni, the healing mage in the team, took the lead in revealing a reverent and yearning look.

Lu Jun knew that this was Parthenon, one of the eight major organizations in the world, the Temple of White Magic, the holy place that all healing mages longed for, and he could sense that the injured person with the broken leg had just been transported in, and his life breath was quickly pulled back to normal from the trough.

Mo Fan walked into the tent, and his eyes were firmly locked on an angel in white in a wheelchair, a beautiful girl with a soft voice and a flawless appearance.

Her white-skinned hands shone with white glow, and milky white light dripped, treating the injured man with a broken leg.

A miracle happened, the bones grew little by little, the muscles spread and grow, the cortex healed and wrapped, a pair of intact legs appeared, and the flesh and bones were alive and dead!

This is the healing mage of the Parthenon, with the unique top-level healing method given by the temple, ordinary healing mages have to work hard to stop bleeding and heal, let alone do it to this extent.

The difference between the two is tens or hundreds of times.

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes, just like the three major methods of summoning, space, and mind that he learned in the Inca Empire, Parthenon must also have top-level research in the four systems of white magic, healing, plants, and blessings, and even more perfect and mature.

It can benefit most mages, unlike his out-of-print only.

"It doesn't have to be inferior to the ...... of the past"

He sighed that if it weren't for the gift of the Inca Empire that allowed him to overtake in a corner, it would be a little worse than the accumulation of mages of the top powers.

At this moment, Mo Fan ignored the scene of this miracle, and stepped forward quickly, unable to believe that a strong and simple girl next door in the past had become a noble and holy female mage now, and he said in a trembling voice: "Xinxia! Why are you here?! ”

Originally, the wheelchair girl was modestly appeased by the fanatical worship and cheers around her, but when she heard this familiar voice, she couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly looked here, her beautiful eyes were moist, and she shouted in surprise: "Brother Mo Fan!" ”

That's right, this Parthenon mage is Xinxia.

Lu Jun already knew that when he saw the two of them, there seemed to be a bgm in his ears: "You are the wind~, I am the sand~, lingering~"

He led a few people away in a playful way, making room for the two of them to be private.

The so-called seeing things and thinking about people, he also missed his sister Lu Mei, Sister Tang Yue, and Ding Yumian, and soon his global trip was coming to an end, and the Venice competition was about to start, and he would return to his hometown at that time.

It's that Nan Rong Ni is a little lost in her soul, she understands everything, and she was hit, as a descendant of the Nan Rong family, she is not qualified to step into the Parthenon to practice, but an ordinary civilian girl can, is there a gap in qualifications? !

(End of chapter)