Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 712: Marshal Bi Mofan, Old Fox Feng Li

“Is there really no way to solve the soul seed problem? I have a photo of my sister in my hand,” Mo Fan said in a low voice.

“Slurp~” Zhao Manyan’s eyes lit up instantly when he heard this, and he almost drooled. He quickly pulled Mo Fan aside and asked, “Are you really good brothers?”

“Don’t you know who I am? So that soul seed…” Mo Fan gave Zhao Manyan a look and told him to figure it out for himself.

"I'll think of a way." Zhao Manyan hesitated for a moment. Was he going to do a business that would lose money?

"swimsuit."

"make a deal!"

"Then I'll just wait for the good news."

"Good brothers for life!"

The two of them smiled at each other and made strange sounds. There was no barrier between them at all.

Mo Fan didn't have any photo albums or swimsuits. His sister had barely worn a skirt. But photos were just pictures. He did have some in his phone, and he could take more photos on the spot if things didn't work.

As for the swimsuit, did he say whose swimsuit it was?

no?
Isn't he, Mo Fan, a world-shaking and unrivaled commander? !

"Alas, being too handsome is also a sin."

If Xiao Zhao knew that his "good brother" had betrayed him like this, he would definitely faint in the toilet crying.

……

Mo Fan and his team were temporarily hired to go to the Sahara to search for the missing students from other national teams. Only then did Mo Yingge come to the headquarters of the Asian Magic Association.

The brown desert carries an atmosphere of boundless despair; it is hot and dry, but becomes cold and harsh when night falls.

What is valuable in the desert is an oasis, but what is more precious than an oasis is a prosperous, luxurious, glittering and fashionable metropolis!

They may not have green, but they can be full of gold. This is what people have always longed for in ancient times. Golden sands form hills and flow. They do not need emerald green plants to embellish and set off, and they are so vibrant!
A golden world, a silver city.

The Asian Magic Association is located here. The association building itself is the world's tallest building - the 828-meter-high Burj Khalifa! (DiBai Mage Tower)
The highest silver spire pierced the azure sky like a sharp ancient sword. A group of patrolling black sand-sculpture eagles were orderly arranged in a long formation in the air, hovering in the airspace near the silver divine tower.

However, unlike most of the air-shaking cities, aerial flight is fully allowed here.

Mo Yingge just looked up. If she had a mount, she would be willing to show it off, but there was no need for her to fly on it herself.

During this period of time, Feng Li has been haggling with the government mentors from other Asian countries, trying to deduct more resources from the Asian prize pool for his own students.

Mo Yingge scoffed at these nonsense. In her class back then, Feng Li also disappeared all the way. At the beginning, she really didn't know what the point of arranging these tutors was. It was not until the last few months of training that her mind slightly improved.

But to be honest, during the training process, the government mentors did not seem to play any role.

As the world's first developing magical country, China directly occupies an entire floor here as an office.

"33rd floor, right?"

Mo Yingge took out her ID and came in, then saw five mentors in the transparent conference room sipping tea and chatting about everything under the sun. She pushed open the door with an expressionless face.

"Who is so rude?"

When Feng Li heard someone coming in without saying hello, he snorted coldly.

"Hehehe~"

Mo Yingge also responded with a sneer.

Feng Li then turned around and saw that it was Mo Yingge who came. His expression immediately changed, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled with smile. He personally pulled out a chair for Mo Yingge to sit down.

"Isn't this our little teacher Mo? You came quite quickly. Have you settled your problem?" Mo Yingge had gone through the procedures and asked for leave before going to the southern hemisphere. Feng Li naturally knew about it, but he was not clear about the specific details.

Every magician has his own opportunities and encounters, and he knows well not to ask about things he shouldn't.

"It's done, but you just sit here drinking tea every day? Now I know where you went when you were nowhere to be seen all day. It turns out you were just slacking off here!" Mo Yingge said unhappily.

Feng Li opened his eyes wide and said, "How can you slander someone's innocence like this?"

"What innocence? I'm watching here." Mo Yingge said.

Feng Li's face flushed red, veins popped out on his forehead, and he argued, "Ahem. I was just taking a break from my busy schedule. How can I be considered slacking off when it comes to the affairs of the tutor of the Imperial Academy?"

He then started to defend himself with words like “the mentor is the most important” and “you are still young and don’t understand”, and in the end he couldn’t help laughing.

"Alright, alright, you two are still acting."

Dean Songhe smiled and pressed his hand, signaling the two of them to stop playing around. This was a transparent meeting room, and it would not be good if people outside saw us.

"Let's get down to business." Feng Li became serious again and said to everyone, "The national team has arrived in Africa and is being seconded to search for missing students in the Sahara. It's just right for us to go to Egypt and get the national hall badges there. We will have enough badges to go to Venice. Now I'm considering whether to let them have their last training there."

"Wait a minute, why are they going there?" Mo Yingge asked, raising her hand. She had read the original blue book of the plan, and there was no African itinerary in it.

"It's you who melted Miru's badge!" Feng Li gave her a look and let her experience it herself.

"..."

Mo Yingge tangled her hair with her fingers. She had just returned from an overseas trip and didn't think about this incident all of a sudden. It was quite embarrassing.

The sight of her clenching her fist and turning the badge into molten iron was very impressive, but the National Government team would have to make an extra trip for this. Of course, this was a decision that everyone agreed with, and they would definitely not want that badge!
"But the Sahara is the only place they can go. Isn't it too dangerous?" Mo Yingge couldn't help but frowned and said.

"I believe them." Feng Li said lightly.

Mo Yingge had reason to suspect that Feng Li was deliberately attacking her. How could she respond to such words?
"That's it, I guess they have all arrived." Dean Songhe said with a smile.

"How do you arrange the training?"

"It is expected to be held in Egypt. We will see the details later. It would be best if they could see a grand spectacle, like a pyramid or something."

Is he a devil? This Feng Li is definitely a devil!

Mo Yingge couldn't help but feel sad for this class of students who had to have such a mentor.

"This is too dangerous. What if you play with me and I'm dead?" Mo Yingge frowned slightly.

"Then you can go and watch." Feng Li gave her a fox-like smile.

"..."

This bad old man is very bad!

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