Chapter 595

If Moro is allowed to choose, as long as it can be done, he is certainly willing to pair Alan and angel, but only if angel is willing.

Moro also saw that angel was deliberately changing the topic. However, since Allen was mentioned, Moro also wanted to know his news. He also stopped talking about Irene.

Moro hasn't heard from Allen for a long time. Listening to angel's description, Allen's image is more and more plump, and warmth is brewing in his eyes.

When he learned that Alan had also broken through the purification garden, a surprise flashed in Moro's eyes.

No matter how Alan survived in the purification garden, as long as he survived, the probability of being promoted to an official wizard in the future will be greatly improved!

As long as Allen can become an official wizard, his position in white coral floating island college will be greatly overturned. Coupled with the food made by gourmet wizards, Moro even felt that he might have the opportunity to become an official wizard himself

Just as Moro was dreaming, a female voice suddenly came from his heart and poured a bucket of cold water on his dream.

"Moro, I think you two have a hot conversation. If you have the opportunity, you can invite him to white coral Floating Island College... Our college has been short of visiting tutors for alchemy for many years."

Helolin's words were printed directly into the heart of the Moro.

Moro immediately put away his distant thoughts, hesitated for a moment, and said to helolin, "my Lord, I will try my best. However, at present, I still want to maintain and repair the relationship."

Helolin snorted coldly, "you make up your mind, but you should remember that the friendship of the Alchemist is beneficial to you and the college."

Helolin no longer spoke, but Moro breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Just to maintain his relationship with angel, should he have done it today? Next, it is to brush the favor and sense of existence.

"Was Professor Anglo from white coral floating island college?" Angel was talking about Allen. Seeing that Moro was a little absent-minded, he stopped and asked Sanders through his mind tie.

In the distance, Sanders raised his head, his short gray green curly hair exposed from the edge of his black high foot hat, and the shadow on his face drew a faint smile: "indeed, it seems that your little old friend told you a lot."

Angel reacted for a while before he realized that Sanders meant Moro.

He simply said the identity of the Moro, "if it hadn't been for the help of the Moro, I wouldn't have set foot on the road of witches. I'm very grateful to him."

"It's just an exchange of interests. The 'morning dew after the rain' in your mouth is enough to cover the skin roll of the healing coffin and the ticket of the Bauhinia." Sanders said faintly.

Angel did not refute. Of course, he understood that this was an exchange of interests. But when he was a mortal, Moro was already a senior extraordinary. At that time, with his power, he could destroy the whole pat manor with one finger and get all the morning dew after the rain, but he didn't do so. He chose to make a deal with them. Moreover, it gave Jon a way to survive and brought him into the wizard world.

The more he understood the rules of the wizard world, the more angel felt that the original practice of Moro was very human.

Since the Moroccan used human kindness as a bargaining chip, angel was willing to return it, rather than simply regard it as an exchange of interests.

"Professor Anglo is from white coral floating island college, so..." angel glanced at the woman shrouded in the water curtain. Although it was only a glance, he always felt that the other party was still watching him.

"Is she Lord helolin, the eel girl?" Angel thought to himself.

Angel met helolin at Gloria's Barbie restaurant. However, at that time, as a mortal, angel dared not raise his head among a group of wizards, and his impression of helolin only remembered a long head of water blue hair.

Although the other party is in the water curtain, the long blue hair behind the water curtain can be seen faintly.

Angel asked Sanders this question through the soul tie.

Sanders gave a positive reply and joked: "her eyes are almost staring down since she saw you. You actually recognize her now..."

Sanders' words were full of pride. He grabbed angel from helolin in Barbie's restaurant. The jealous tone of Caroline now, coupled with the expression of wanting to swallow him, made Sanders feel very happy.

Now that she knows that the woman in the water curtain is helolin of white coral floating island college, angel knows why her eyes are full of complex emotions

However, angel didn't understand what Sanders was proud of?

At this time, there was a commotion near the magic sand table. Angel looked back and saw that everyone was surrounded by Professor Anglo.

"The result!" A whisper came.

"Who can understand? What language is this?" On Professor Anglo's parchment, a pile of inexplicable symbols dazzled everyone.

"This is not language, it is the symbol corresponding to the string of the world." "No matter what sign he doesn't sign, I just want to know what the result is?"

Everyone focused on Anglo.

Anglo breathed out a foul breath, put down the feather pen dipped in blood and ink, and looked at Douglas seriously: "Your Excellency, the result came out, but..."

Douglas was a little uneasy when he saw Anglo's face. Sure enough, Anglo said half and wrote a proviso.

"But what, what are you hesitating about? If you want to say, we don't have your academic style here. Even if it's worse, I don't believe I can pierce the sleepless city." Quet's face was cold, and his white beard was covered with his spit.

"Quet, listen to Professor Anglo." Douglas looked calm and gave a scold.

Anglo shook his head with an ugly expression: "the result is not optimistic."

"Not optimistic? I can basically guess that. The first day that the dark field came out, it has suffered a great loss to the overall interests of our sleepless city." Douglas sighed, "I just want to know. Is there anything more detailed?"

Anglo: "Your Excellency Huiyao may have misunderstood. What you said is the gain and loss of current interests. What I plucked the string to speculate is the judgment of the dark field on the long-term interests of the sleepless city."

"It is speculated that this dark area is not good for the overall interests of the sleepless city, only bad. The bad you see now is only a part of the surface, and it will be more thoroughly bad in the future."

Seeing that people still didn't understand, Anglo shook his head and said, "in other words, as long as you don't give up sleeping outside the city, you can never get better."

This sentence of Anglo is not heavy.

"Do you mean that this dark field cannot be removed?" Quette jumped off the foot.

Anglo waved his hand: "I don't know if it will exist forever. All I can say is that it is very dangerous."

As Anglo spoke, he suddenly turned over the parchment on the board, put a little blood on the tip of his finger and pressed it directly behind the parchment. Countless words, symbols and light arcs were all attracted by the blood, wagging their tails like little tadpoles, and finally gathered in the center of the blood.

Then the blood melted into a row of words.

It will become a source of darkness and a dangerous nest

After all this, Anglo used a cleansing technique to evaporate the dirty sweat from his body. Then he pushed his glasses and looked at Douglas with an expressionless face: "that's the result of plucking the string. If your excellency Huiyao wants to know more, I can't help it."

Then Anglo looked at the silent quette: "Lord quette, if you have an opinion on my speculation, you can also go to the glory world to invite the prophecy Wizard of Guanxing church. However, there are so many wizard organizations here this time. Why didn't Guanxing church send someone to come? Don't you feel strange?"

Anglo finally looked at helolin in the water curtain: "helolin, I think we'd better leave here for the sake of the future of the college. No matter what you decide, I'll leave tonight."

After that, Anglo would turn and leave.

"Wait --"

Anglo stopped and Sanders was the one who stopped him. Even if he wanted to leave now, he still dared not take the initiative and stood respectfully aside in the face of the famous killing God in the southern region.

"Listen to you, the dark realm will stick here like a chronic disease?" Sanders asked.

Anglo shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe that sentence means this, maybe not."

"Can the dark field still spread?" Sanders asked the second time.

Anglo still shook his head: "I don't know, but it's unlikely."

"Can you infer the mysterious things inside?" Sanders asked the third time.

Anglo was silent for a long time and shook his head: "the string of the world seems to have deliberately avoided it. Maybe there are different rules in it. If I can get more information, I may be able to infer more things."

Are the rules different? Douglas suddenly narrowed his eyes: "the rules are different. Don't they apply to the rules of the wizard world? Isn't it true that there is a space channel connecting the different worlds, as your magic Lord said?"

"Cough, we can't control it. If so, we have to hand it over to the frost moon alliance or people of extreme sects." Kuyt cut off slightly guilty. "Even if it is really a space channel, great will will repair itself."

Anglo seemed to have a look at quet, and a little doubt flashed through the bottom of his eyes. However, he didn't point it out, but said to Douglas, "I don't know. Lord quette is right. If your excellency Huiyao is different, you can let the people of the frost moon alliance come. I remember Lord sinafa was in the machinery city not long ago."

With that, Anglo turned and left.

Anglo and helolin left, and there was no reason for Moro to stay here.

He hurriedly said goodbye to angel, left a sentence "if you are free, please come to white coral Floating Island College" and left the magic house.

Because of Anglo's words, all the Wizards in the hut fell into a quarrel. No one can decide what to do next.

There are mysterious things, leave, unwilling.

But if they didn't leave, Anglo's words were very heavy, and everyone was afraid.

Douglas remained silent, as if he were making a decision.

At this time, Sanders suddenly heard with a spiritual tie: "I want to go in and have a look." 8)

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)