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Chapter 1620 Goose Snow Silver Feather

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    The strength was not at the same level at all. As the frost fell, the young man named Barbaro was immediately frozen. The whole process only took a few seconds.

    The garden mage on the side was dumbfounded. He stood there without even having the courage to take action.

    The tourists also had a look of horror on their faces. How could they have thought that a young boy who was alive and well just a moment ago had turned into a piece of ice, without any breath of life!

    Bashamu took one look at his masterpiece, smiled, turned around and walked higher up Lan Mu Mountain.

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    No one dared to stop him, and the garden mage even forgot to notify the Magic Association for a long time. Barshamew quickly disappeared from the sight of those people.

    Stepping into the higher mountain forest, Bashamu stopped, as if waiting for someone.

    Not long after, a man wearing a hat walked out. He covered most of his face with the brim of his hat, and his whole person exuded a bit of coldness.

    "Have you brought anything?" said the man covered by the brim of his hat.

    "Of course." Barsamoor casually threw an iron-wood box he was holding to the man covered by the brim of his hat.

    The man covered by the brim of his hat seemed to value this thing very much. He hurriedly caught it and carefully opened it for inspection.

    "Don't worry, we also have good pharmacists there, they must be as good as the Titan's Heart." Barsamoor said.

    "This matter is very important. There can be no mistakes in any link." said the man in the hat.

    "Of course there won't be any problems here." Barsamoor laughed.

    The man in the hat was about to speak when suddenly his ears moved and he listened intently to the sounds coming from the woods not far away.

    "Someone is following you!" the man in the hat said angrily.

    "It doesn't matter much. I just robbed something. People from the Magic Association probably came to investigate. I'll just deal with them." Barsamoor said with a smile.

    "Hmph, if something goes wrong, you know the consequences!" After the man in the hat said these words, his figure immediately hid behind a tree, and his outline became blurred under the shade of the tree. If you don't look carefully,  His presence could not be discovered at all.

    "Okay, okay, I, Bashamu, have been in the Bad Lang Guild for so many years. How can I still be afraid of the small magic association? You can leave first, and leave this place to me." Bashamu said without caring.

    The man in the hat retreated to a distance, but he did not leave. He was obviously more cautious and wanted to know who was following them. He also recently received some news that someone was already following their chain, and he did not want to put any of them behind him.  Bringing a little trouble to the past will only make someone more dissatisfied!

    Not long after, a young man and a woman appeared in the woods. They walked straight towards Bashamu, with a sharp light in their eyes.

    "Why, just send you two little guys here. Does the Athens Magic Association not value the Dusk Flower of Verdun so much?" Barsamoor was very arrogant. He knew that people from the Magic Association would arrive soon but did not choose to leave.  .

    "What is Verdun Twilight Flower?" Mo Fan asked with a puzzled look on his face.

    "Oh? Isn't that why you came here?" Barsamoor raised his eyebrows, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on Mu Ningxue. Mu Ningxue's stunning appearance and Ice Saint temperament suddenly attracted her.  Barthamius.

    Bashamu has no shortage of women, and not all women can arouse his interest, but after seeing Mu Ningxue, he couldn't take his eyes away. There is such a stunning woman in this world. This is his  For the first time, I feel that oriental women are actually more attractive!

    "I don't know you two, but I've done too many things, and it's normal for me to forget them. Why don't you remind me?" Bashamu was not afraid at all, but asked seriously.  stand up.

    "Xue Xue, we may have found the wrong person. This person is mentally retarded." Mo Fan couldn't help but said looking at Bashamu's strange look.

    "It should be him." Mu Ningxue said.

    "It's me, of course it's me. I feel so honored to be remembered by such a beautiful woman." Barsamoor said hurriedly.

    "Are you Bashamu?" Mo Fan took a step forward and asked.

    "Yes, I am Barsamoor."

    "The master of the Silver Jewelry Guild of the Bad Lang Guild - Barsammu?" Mo Fan then asked.

    "It's me, thank you for introducing me to the beauty around you." Barsamoor said.

    "Then you are also collecting children'sSuddenly, her figure is tall and graceful, like a snow elf descending from the top of the snow mountain, so different, so holy and aloof!

    "Icehehehe, if you use the ice field in front of me, aren't you trying to do what you do best?" Bashamu laughed.

    Mu Ningxue was unwilling to say a word to such a scumbag. More and more silver snow feathers appeared in her ice field, some falling on the ground, and some lingering around her in a light and orderly manner.  , and there are more silver snow feathers flying in the air, waiting for the Queen's dispatch!

    On one side is Leng Xing¡¯s Ling Shuang, on the other side is Goose Xue Yinyu. The two realms present themselves in different ways. They are exactly like two legions of snow soldiers, fighting fiercely together in this forest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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