Chapter 26 Gasson's Sesm!

"Hello, sir. Nice to meet you. I'm Sylvia, your client. May I have your name, please? Sylvia quickly walked to Feng Xuan and bowed slightly. After expressing her due etiquette, she asked in her charming voice.

"Witter." Feng Xuan said the name that appeared in his identity and handed her the magic registration card in his hand.

Silvia saw the pale yellow magic registration card in Fengxuan's hand, and her happy face darken in an instant, and even Yuxin's smile became a little reluctant. On the contrary, the noble young man saw the sign beside her, and his gloomy face glowed with pride.

Even the heart of the noble young man, looking at Sylvia's seductive body, became more lively! He looked at Fengxuan with a dull face, and a look of contempt and sarcasm flashed in his eyes, thinking:

"Hmm! What a big deal did I think?! It turned out to be just a middle-level garbage in his thirties! Humph! Originally, I said, why would anyone sign up for such a dangerous and low-reward task? Humph... It turned out to be a fool!"

The young man's face was full of smiles, but he spit fiercely at Feng Xuan and thought, "Damn it! I was worried and thought someone had broken my good deeds! I said... Such a shabby task, coupled with the small obstruction of our family, how can anyone come? Unless that man is a fool! Hey, it turned out that a fool really came! Fortunately, this fucking idiot is just a middle-level garbage! Otherwise..."

The young man glanced at Sylvia with his eager eyes, and then secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and under him, the "tent" had unconsciously lifted up.

"...Otherwise, Sylvia's body, I'm sure I won't get it this time! Grass! Even if it's a high-level magician, I must fucking go to Silvia this time! Definitely! ...Oh, oh, it's fucking hot, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

The young man's mind seemed to fantasize about the "limit level" without limit, and his face unconsciously showed a trace of ** | swing, but he was not seen by Sylvia, who frowned faintly.

However, the young man's expression changes were clearly seen by Feng Xuan, but Feng Xuan's face and eyes did not fluctuate at all, even after seeing the young man's malicious thoughts.

Fengxuan's face has not changed, but in the eyes of the young man, he is becoming more and more rigid and stupid. Suddenly, a bright light flashed in his eyes. Looking at Feng Xuan, there was a trace of cruelty in his mouth and thought, "A middle-level magician... In such a dangerous task, there is almost no effect, but if ...Compared with me, can it highlight my ability more? Ah ha ha...very good! That's it!"

Just as the young man was thinking about Fengxuan, Sylvia's eyes finally left the magic registration plate. She tried her best to eliminate the loss in her words and asked, "Mr. Witt?"

Feng Xuan did not say anything, but looked into Sylvia's eyes.

Sylvia's heart was full of helplessness from joy to loss. Suddenly, when she saw Feng Xuan looking into her eyes, an idea suddenly flashed in her heart: "What charming eyes... are full of vicissitudes..."

But this idea only flashed away. Sylvia, who came to her senses in an instant, just blushed like lightning and continued to ask, "Mr. Witt, has your strength changed recently?"

Although Sylvia tried to reduce her loss, the change of the title from "you" to "you" was still noticed by Feng Xuan.

"No." Feng Xuan's mouth moved slightly and replied faintly.

Silvia heard it, and a loss flashed in her eyes. "It's true, it's just a middle-level magician, alas..." Silvia sighed gently and looked at Feng Xuan's unchanged face. Now, even she thinks that Feng Xuan is a little rigid. "Let's remind him that this mission is very sleepy after all. , if you lose your life without knowing it, alas..."

When Sylvia thought of this, there was a trace of real concern in her eyes and tried to say in a gentle tone, "Mr. Victor, do you know the danger of our mission? Forget it, let me say it, oh... You should know that I'm not the one and think you don't know it. I mean... This mission is extraordinary. The goal is a butterfly dog. Maybe you don't know that the butterfly dog has a very good relationship with the surrounding monsters, which means that maybe if we are not careful, we may lead Come to other advanced monsters around! Do you know this?"

After Sylvia finished speaking, she looked at Feng Xuan, whose face was still unchanged, and her concern in her heart was added to another layer. Now she thinks that Feng Xuan is a person with a "not very high IQ", so Sylvia continued:

"This magic registration board says that you are a mid-level wind magician. Although the task I entrust has no restrictions on strength, I still want to remind you that such a task, as a middle-level magician, is likely to be gone forever! Can you see if you retreat in time? Give up this mission? Don't worry, if you give up the task, I won't investigate this behavior at all! I guarantee it with my Silvia's personality!"

Silvia straightened her chest and said with a serious face. As a result, she was serious, but the two mature objects on her chest looked more straight, and because of this, the young man who had been next to her was drooling, and even his crotch was about to be burst by that object!

But Feng Xuan still has no expression or even a change in his eyes.

Sylvia is now sure that Feng Xuan must have some damage in some areas of his head! Otherwise, why is there no response? And most likely, it is because of some problems in some areas of his head that his magic strength is only in the middle level at the age of 30!

"Please quit directly!" Sylvia thought for a moment and decided that it would be better to say something to this kind of person who has problems with his head in some aspects!

"No." Feng Xuan's plain answer is simpler and more direct!

Silvia is almost defeated by Fengxuan! Especially when I heard the word "no" without changing his tone! She decided to increase the severity of her words!

"So you are a middle-level, what can you do here? Mr. Witt?!" Silvia's face showed anger, but Feng Xuan keenly found the concern and unbearance hidden in her eyes.

"Killing." Feng Xuan's tone is still plain, as if a fool is whimsical, but if Daisy or Melissa hears it, she will know that Feng Xuan has always been "must do what he says"!

He said that if he can kill people, he will definitely kill people!

When Sylvia heard the answer of these two words, she was completely sure of Feng Xuan's poor body and was slightly angry that the elm nerd did not understand her intentions.

Sylvia decided to make a unique move! She laughed angrily and said, "Killing? Ha ha... There are only animal-type monsters in the forbidden forest, not even plant-type! Where did you come from? ......”

Feng Xuan did not say anything about Sylvia's "mockery". But someone suddenly opened his mouth! It's the young man who has always been with ** Sylvia!

"If you are willing to stay, there is a position in the team that is suitable for you..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Sylvia interrupted him urgently: "Gerson! He is just a middle-level magician!"

There was a smile on the young man's face, but Sylvia didn't see it. He went straight to Fengxuan with a bright smile on his face. He pulled his head and whispered to Fengxuan, "Yes, you are just a middle-level magician!"

Then, he took his head away and shouted, "Yes, Sylvia, no matter how bad he is, he is also a middle-level magician. I think the stone mercenary regiment and our heavy weight will be dealt with by Mr. Witt? How about, Mr. Witt, would you like to be a porter?

"Of course." Feng Xuan changed his normal silence and said lightly. Perhaps, for Feng Xuan, who "kills people if they say they will kill", the dead can be moderately generous.

"You..." Sylvia simply held her breath and thought about Feng Xuan well. She wanted to keep him away from danger and live longer, but she actually rushed to the arms of death "shamelessly"! Sylvia is almost pissed off by him!

But Na Garson, a noble young man, how can Sylvia continue to persuade Feng Xuan, a "stupid man"?

So he immediately grabbed the words, nodded to Feng Xuan with a smile, and said urgently, "Let's go! Follow me to get a heavy, dedicated porter..."

After saying that, Garson gave a look at the standing old man and then took the lead in walking out of the tent.

The old man understood the meaning of Garson's eyes, and the uneasiness on his face gradually disappeared and hurried out of the tent. Feng Xuan followed him, his face was still calm, and he also walked out.

Sylvia bit her seductive lower lip, hummed, and then frowned again. She looked at the empty tent, looked at the door where the three disappeared, stamped her feet, got up, and chased after...