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The weather is getting colder, and frost and mist have begun to drift from Fanxue Mountain early in the morning. The warning lights that serve as sentry towers are hidden in the haze, and basically nothing can be seen in the area facing the sea.
This kind of weather is always prone to some unpredictable things. In addition, in this cold season, the spirit moths either hibernate or reach the end of their lifespan in summer and autumn. The defense of Fanxue Mountain can only rely entirely on the mages.
Mo Fan set off for Greece very early. There was only an international flight from Russia to fly to Greece in the foggy weather. Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan caught up with the plane, and the alarm sounded for the Fan Snow Mountain shrouded in fog.
"They should be able to handle it, right?" Mo Fan said worriedly.
Sitting by the window, looking down at the cold frost, Mo Fan didn't know what happened.
"It's useless for you to stay. Fan Xueshan has to rely on itself after all. A mature enterprise cannot rely on the boss to run alone. The employees also have to practice. Don't worry, Fan Xueshan is already stronger than most aristocratic families. No, without the spirit moth, those guards can still handle it. If they can't handle it, it's time to replace the guards, lest something really big happens and they can't resist it and hurt innocent residents." Zhao Manyan said.
Mo Fan nodded. Zhao Manyan was an exaggerated person, and sometimes he could indeed say some reasonable words. He was worthy of coming from a big family.
"Purple!!" Suddenly, Zhao Manyan said with a solemn expression.
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment and hurriedly stood up, trying to see the ground from the plane window.
Purple Alert? ? ?
Is it Purple Alert! !
Purple alert means that the city will suffer disaster. Doesn't it mean that most sea monsters also need to hibernate in the sea? Are they really launching an attack, and they are coming so suddenly and quickly? ?
If it is purple, then you must not leave, many people will die!
Damn it, these sea monsters really don’t give the coastal areas any chance to breathe! !
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the stewardess who looks so pure on the outside turns out to be wearing a purple color full of desire. It seems that flying in the air makes her very empty. Russian girl, I haven't tasted it yet." Zhao Manyan took out a Small notebook with colorful flag icon.
Drawing a horizontal line behind the small icon of the Russian flag, Zhao Manyan then stared at the black stocking stewardess who was tiptoeing as if she were staring at prey. She was packing the luggage on her head.
"I'll fuck you, uncle!" Mo Fan sprayed water on Zhao Manyan's face.
Zhao Manyan looked confused and didn't understand why Mo Fan suddenly cursed.
"Brother, if you like it, I won't let it go to you, but please pay attention to your behavior. Even though we usually have bad breath and disgust, we still have to stay elegant in front of pretty girls. You can't get a date like this. ." Zhao Manyan said.
"..." Mo Fan was really speechless. He glanced at the small notebook in Zhao Manyan's hand, pointed to the small icon of his country with some confusion and said, "Why do you write so many orthographic characters at the end? It means it's still us. Are girls from my own country on point??”
"Don't you know the orthographic counting method? A home run represents a stroke." Zhao Manyan said.
Damn it, Zhao Manyan is a beast that is worse than a pig or a dog!
Mo Fan very much suspected that Zhao Manyan's face was so pale, and it was most likely due to some functional deficiencies in his kidneys.
"Look at this notebook of mine. When I write a positive word on all the small icons one day, I will be able to pass away satisfactorily." Zhao Manyan flipped through the small notebook and showed off his achievements to Mo Fan. When he discovered that Mo Fan Fan looked at himself with disdain and couldn't help but ramble on, "Your ambition is to become the strongest magician in the world. My ambition is to become the most powerful magician in the world... Oh, the wording is too dirty. Love the whole world." Beauties from every country!”
"That's not your ambition, it's the ambition of all men in the world." Mo Fan said.
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Arriving in Greece, the whole of Greece was enveloped by a thin layer of silver snow, quiet and sacred.
Many believers from the Parthenon, wearing ice blue floor-length waist-length skirts, their bare white feet gently stepping on this layer of snow blanket, in every shop and residence. They all leave rows of neat and delicate footprints, which can be regarded as a sacred blessing.
For many devout people, this is a great honor, but for men like Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan who don’t believe in the Parthenon, even if they don’t have enough control, they will be hooked just by following them. From the back, admiring all the way is an endless enjoyment.
Indeed, such a spectacle is rare to see in other countries. There are even many tourists from other European countries on both sides of the street, who have traveled thousands of miles just to watch this visual feast.
"The one at the front, that woman, wow, I can't stand it anymore." Zhao Manyan pointed at the leader of Xuexin Nu's team and said.
Along the street, there were a total of twelve Xuexin female teams. After walking barefoot through the important streets of Shenshan City, they gathered at Shenshan Square in the center of the city, surrounding their leader.
From Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, they could only see the back of the team leader. Her figure as soft as a willow branch held a moon-holding posture, her long legs as straight as a work of art stretched out gracefully, and her curly brown hair The silk hangs down...
She is as quiet as a silver sculpture in the snow, exuding nobility yet so amiable, making people fascinated but reluctant to blaspheme.
"Isn't she Xinxia?" Zhao Manyan suddenly realized something and asked cautiously.
"No, the body proportions are wrong..." Mo Fan replied firmly.
"Oh, you know it very well. Who is that? This should be a very grand festival ceremony." Zhao Manyan said.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan both wanted to know who this woman was. She looked like a goddess from ancient Greek mythology who had really come to the snowy city on earth.
"Perfect profile." Zhao Manyan walked to the side of the square and started to praise her.
Walking further to the front, the face of the ritual woman was finally revealed.
Mo Fan couldn't help but take a breath, but Zhao Manyan's eyes widened.
"Why is it her, this vixen!" Mo Fan almost blurted out.
"Well... although she is one of the few stunning beauties in this world that I have seen, I guarantee that she will never be on my list of conquests." Zhao Manyan said while shaking his head.
From a review-level perspective, Astraea is indeed beautiful. Not to mention she has the golden proportions of a figure that is the envy of all oriental women. The parts that should be majestic are not subtle at all, and the parts that should be round and plump are absolutely tight and in place, that is. The character of this woman is really hard to describe!
"So it's your food." Zhao Manyan patted Mo Fan on the shoulder and said.
"Stop farting, she and I are so pure that we can be brothers." Mo Fan said.
