Chapter 909 (1/2)
uncle Wumei was confused by Zhang Xing. He waved his hand and didn't think about it.
Ask more important questions.
”Young man, I feel a smell of light magic in you. Are you a disciple of the temple of light?”
”No, I just know the magic of light.”
Zhang Xing replied.
”Boy, you lie. The magic of the temple of light will never be spread out. Don't tell me you learned it secretly.”
The old man without eyebrows looks cold and cold.
”Oh, I know that the people in the temple of light have not taught me, and they will not teach me.”
”I learned from sister Ana, the ancestor of the temple of light, a saint of your time.”
Zhang Xing explained.
”What? You mean ana Stacia, the nineteenth Lord of the temple of light? ”
No eyebrow grandfather shocked way.
Then he seemed to think of something and frowned.
”Nonsense, nonsense!”
”You can see that the master of the temple of ANA has a heavy responsibility in a secret place.”
At that time, their saints performed their respective duties and performed arduous tasks.
No one can find them if they don't show their spirits on purpose.
Zhang Xing put his hands together: ”I saw sister ANA in a hidden space in the forest of Warcraft in Tianxing empire. Just like you, she has only a trace of residual spirit living in the sacred vessel.”
”Sister ANA and her disciples are suppressing the passage between the dark and the human race.”
”She gave me the light magic, which was the reward for labor, and I also contributed a part of my strength.”
After hearing this, the puzzled color on his face became shocked.
As soon as he entered Wanren mountain, he had a strange feeling, but he couldn't say what it was.
However, he believed that because of this special feeling, he would meet with him. Magic seeking TXT