Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

Holy City.

A small courtyard.

The entrance of the courtyard is guarded by a stone wall covered with ivy, full of greenery, like an exquisite oil painting.

Walking into the courtyard, what comes into view is an open lawn... uh, vegetable field.

"Are you growing vegetables here?" Zu Xiangtian looked strange.

"It's a pity to have only grass on such a large piece of land." Xu Fang patted the soil in his hands, and the plant magic was activated, and the vegetables that had just been planted grew out immediately.

Xu Fang described everything in detail. Lingling listened carefully and kept asking for details.

Come to think of it, although Xu Fang and Mo Fan didn't take her out to hang out, Xu Fang was at least accompanied by Jiang Shaoxu, while Mo Fan was hanging out with two big men, Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai, all day long.

"I understand."

Zu Xiangtian was swallowed into the ground by a bunch of plants.

"Yeah."

Lingling looked at Mo Fan with a strange look. She didn't expect that this guy looked straight, but was actually so bent?

Xu Fang's voice was so low and magnetic, and every syllable seemed to carry some kind of magic, spreading in the air and quietly invading Zu Xiangtian's consciousness.

"Can you see Xu Fang?" Lingling asked.

The seventh realm of spiritual power gave him a supernatural memory, but it was different from the chaotic and noisy hypermnesia.

Zu Xiangtian's eyes were already scattered, blurred, and his eyelids were completely closed.

"Okay." Xu Fang was about to leave, but he stopped and asked, "Are Ah Xu and the others okay?"

Shaking his little head and forcibly throwing these weird ideas out of his brain, Lingling said seriously: "We need the details of your battle that day, the more detailed the better!"

Mo Fan exclaimed: "Is this okay? Huangmao, you are awesome!"

"Why, can't you summon it?" Mo Fan's IQ occupied the high ground, and his expression became cold: "Zu Xiangtian, what else do you have to explain?"

The color tone is very sunny, and the picture is very scary.

"You are a magician!"

It is more like equipped with a central control system, the memory is usually sealed, and you only need to take it out when you want to review it.

"Jiang Shaoxu has returned to Asia to win public support," Lingling said.

Seeing this face that was a mixture of Chinese and Western, Mo Fan glanced up and down: "Zu Xiangtian? What's the matter?"

"Yesterday we killed Yurielie together. The Holy City noticed it and has issued a clear order to deprive you of your right to enter and exit freely. You cannot leave this yard before the interrogation."

"Go in and talk." Xu Fang said.

Kill Yurielie together?

If Zu Xiangtian's face could be mass-produced, all mankind could achieve meat-eating freedom!

Zu Xiangtian was a little angry and was about to say something when Xu Fang snapped his fingers: "Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep quickly, there are all kinds of things in dreams..."

"The Holy City asked me to bring you a message."

Xu Xiangtian straightened his clothes and walked out swaggeringly.

"What's wrong with doing this?"

Jiang Shaoxu was not the kind of woman who would only worry and wait in the back. She had a tenacity that was not inferior to anyone.

"???"

Xu Fang picked a cucumber from the field, washed it casually and took a crisp bite.

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"I need more details." In a place in the Holy City, Lingling said: "The information you collected is not enough to infer the truth."

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you have a big problem with your thinking. If we only talk about contribution, how noble can a magician be compared to a peasant?"

"I'll go!"

"Yes, that's it." Xu Fang said softly.

Zu Xiangtian said: "Are you surprised by their decision?"

"As long as you honestly admit your crime, they won't embarrass you."

The voice was rippling and the laughter was obscene.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Mo Fan's scalp was numb: "Stop, stop, stop, I believe you are yellow-haired!"

He is the Judgment Mage of the Holy City, with super-level cultivation and considerable influence in the international arena. Are peasants worthy of comparing with him?

Xu Fang didn't want to explain more when he saw his cocky look.

Mo Fan sat opposite her, scratching his hair in worry:

"I know this too... The key is where the details come from? For safety reasons, the place where Huang Mao fought with that Hekasa was far away from us, and all the camera equipment was destroyed when the accident happened."

Mo Fan was stunned. Isn't this his own voice?

At that time, I didn't think it was anything special, but now it matches.

Mo Fan smiled bitterly. He was just a small high-level mage. Even if he opened the demon system in the Holy City, it would not work!

"Since there is no first-hand material, we can only start from the corpses of those demons... Let's go to sea!"

"It's been a day. Can you find it?"

"It's better than having no clues."

Lingling was a little calmer and asked: "How do you prove that you are Xu Fang, not Zu Xiangtian in disguise?"

Lingling remembered that her deskmate had a book with "Iceberg Introversion 1" and "Enthusiastic Extroversion 0".

After explaining some details, Xu Fang changed back to Zu Xiangtian's appearance and returned to the courtyard.

What a coincidence, two of the three ran away from home, and the only one left changed his appearance.

"Haha." Zu Xiangtian sneered.

"I can let you see Xu Fang."

Mo Fan spread his hands: "There is no way, the Holy City has issued a ban, not allowing him to go out."

Xu Fang sat down and tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

Zu Xiangtian: "···Is your plant system used for this?"

The ban of the Holy City is not something that even the old priests can intervene in. How did Zu Xiangtian, a small priest, do it?

The three of them reentered the room, and Mo Fan said, "Where is Xu Fang?"

"Here."

Zu Xiangtian's eyelids trembled unconsciously, becoming heavier and heavier, as if they were glued by a thick layer of glue.

"I understand." Lingling put away the laptop in her hand: "You stay in the Holy City first, and leave the things outside to us."

The cucumbers, peanuts and tomatoes that were peaceful just now boiled, wrapping Zu Xiangtian into a green zongzi.

Although she had guessed the result, Lingling still couldn't help but complain: "What's the use of you?"

Xu Fang sighed and pinched his throat: "Hehe, Xuexue kiss~ Xinxia, ​​don't leave either, you two are my wings, mua~ hehehe"

Xu Fang looked up in surprise.

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Do I need to learn another one?" Xu Fang cleared his throat: "Lao Zhao, Mu Bai, it's better for the three of us to live a good life..."

"At that time, we were at the dock..."

In the eyes of Mo Fan and Lingling who doubted life, Xu Fang stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, restoring his original appearance.

Hypnosis, a little music trick.

"I am surprised by your decision... God, how can you be so shameless?" Xu Fang praised.

As for the original Zu Xiangtian, Xu Fang snapped his fingers again.

"Yeah."

As soon as the two walked out of their residence, a figure came towards them.

People like Zu Xiangtian, who "everything is inferior, only magic is superior", will never understand the shock brought to people by the existence of "Sand Sea Giant Rice".

Beside him, the sound star gradually disappeared.

"Yes!" Mo Fan came up with a good idea: "Summon any one of El Nino, Little Crocodile or Insect King, and we will believe you!"

Xu Fang: "..."

Xu Fang placed a mark on the sleeping Zu Xiangtian, activated the Eye of Deception, and the next moment another "Zu Xiangtian" appeared in the same place.

Swishing...

The vegetables grew again, and spit out Zu Xiangtian, who was wrapped like a zongzi.