Chapter 3 If you are a mage, just fight

Chapter 3 If you are a mage, just fight

Xu Fang looked at Mu He in front of him. Judging from his appearance alone, he was a successful villain who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

But who would know that his true identity is the Archdeacon Hujin of the Black Vatican. He was involved in the blood disaster in Bo City and the catastrophe in the ancient capital.

It’s really hidden deep enough...

Mu He didn't know what Xu Xin was thinking, so he kept chattering: "My Mu Bai has awakened the ice element and has a bright future. Even Mo Fan, a good-for-nothing brat, got lucky and awakened the fire element.

And you? Light element, tsk tsk, such a rubbish attribute, why do you think you are still practicing it? Even if he reaches the intermediate level, he is just a shrinking bastard.

It's not easy for your parents to leave some money for you. If you ask me, it's better to sell your house to me and use the money to go to the countryside and become a rich man. "

"It's none of your business." Xu Fang doesn't care about him at all. He just lives here and is not a slave of the Mu Family Villa. Is it your turn to yell at me?

As for this kid taking off his vest to assassinate himself, that's even more impossible.

He is a martyr, and all the military in Bo City is watching. If he dares to move here, Salang, who has ruined his plan over there, will dare to silence him.

Mu He snorted coldly: "You are still young and have not been beaten by society."

"It seems you've been beaten a lot."

"you!"

Mu He hardened his fist and took a deep breath: "You should think about it again. If you want to sell it, come to me anytime."

After saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring Mo Jiaxing who was smiling and apologizing.

"Alas..." Mo Jiaxing sighed, lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes: "Fangzi, it's not that I want to preach to you. You really need to change your temper. He is the eldest son of the Mu family. Let's just bear with it and get over it. .”

Having lived in this era of solidified classes for a long time, Mo Jiaxing has no idea that everyone is equal.

In other words, people with this philosophy are the real outliers.

For example, Mo Fan, and myself.

Xu Fang didn't want to persuade anymore and changed the subject: "Uncle, the house is sold, where do you live?"

"Hey, let's rent a house." Mo Jiaxing said rent, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at his old pickup truck.

Xu Fang understood that the "house" mentioned by Mo Jiaxing was probably this pickup truck.

"Uncle, otherwise, I still have a house left by my grandparents. If you don't mind it, you can go live there first."

"No, no, this can't be done!"

Mo Jiaxing waved his hands repeatedly.

"Uncle, don't refuse in a hurry." Xu Fang said, "The house is in a remote location, in a town on the edge of the city, and you can't rent it out even if you want to.

Besides, it's an old house, relatively run-down, and it hasn't been lived in for many years. If you go there, you can make me more popular. There are two trees planted by my grandpa in the backyard. One is a jujube tree and the other is also a jujube tree. You can help me water them when you have time. "

When he said this, Mo Jiaxing was really moved.

"Also, you should stop working for the Mu family. The military has a procurement fleet from the city to Xuefeng Mountain. The wages are not low, and the transportation location is in Anjie, which is very safe. The person in charge told my mother She's a friend, I asked her to help add your name to it," Xu Fang said.

Mo Jia .

Xu Fang can basically guess his psychological activities.

He is willing to help Mo Jiaxing not because he is Mo Fan's father. More importantly, Mo Jiaxing is a very respectable person, loyal, honest, optimistic, and as tolerant to the younger generation as possible.

Not to mention anything else, his face turned sallow due to malnutrition, but Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia's food and clothing expenses were never short. Mo Fan wanted to go to high school, but he sold the house without saying a word.

For Xu Fang, whose parents worshiped heaven, he was willing to waste a few words on this point.

"Uncle, although Mu He likes to fart, one sentence is indeed true. Mo Fan wants to become a junior mage, but it is absolutely impossible if the resources cannot keep up. A magic tool starts with 100,000 yuan. Can he do it without money? Uncle , you don’t want Mo Fan to be unable to become a mage for the rest of his life, right?”

Mo Jiaxing was completely convinced and rubbed his hands awkwardly: "Then, thank you Fangzi, I will pay the rent..."

"That's all a trivial matter, but uncle, I have to tell you in advance that the house is very small, Mo Fan and Xinxia..." Xu Fang said.

"That's no problem!"

Mo Jiaxing said quickly: "Mo Fan can live on campus, and Xinxia can also live at her aunt's house. It's good to be able to live alone with me."

The worse the conditions Xu Fang said, the more relieved Mo Jiaxing was.

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The next day, Xu Fang came to school early in the morning and was greeted by all kinds of weird looks.

Yesterday's rooftop jumping incident made him, a freshman in high school, famous.

Although they say that the water type and light type will be seen on the rooftop, after so many years since Tianlan Magic High School has been established, only Xu Fang has really danced.

Fortunately, he was thick-skinned and didn't care, so he just sat down in the back seat by the window.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this Xu Fang? It seems that the rooftop is too short to fall you to death." As soon as he sat down, Mu Bai's henchman Zhao Kunsan came over to provoke him.

Zhao Kunsan is now a singing serf and has awakened a wind element. Although he is still a younger brother compared to Mu Bai and Mo Fan, but compared to Xu Fang's light element...

"Xu Fang, you deserved retribution for playing the harp when you were a child!" Zhao Kunsan gloated: "How about you, call me Third Brother, and I will protect you."

When he was not awakened, he was submissive, but after awakening, he struck hard. This is the third brother he is talking about.

Just when Xu Fang wanted to show this guy the art of greeting eighteen generations of ancestors, a voice next to him said: "Zhao Kunsan, shut your mouth!"

Mo Fan strode over, followed by Zhang Xiaohou, who was as thin as a rib.

Zhao Kunsan subconsciously shrank in the direction of Mu Bai, frowned and said: "Mo Fan, I'm talking about Xu Fang, what does it have to do with you?"

"Say one more thing, and I, Mo Fan, will teach you how to behave today!"

Zhao Kunsan hummed, not daring to say more.

Seeing his younger brother being threatened, Mu Bai felt very humiliated and said coldly: "Mo Fan, don't go too far."

"Green Tea Man, have labor and management asked you?"

"you!"

The top two geniuses in the class faced off, and other students craned their necks to watch the excitement.

Xu Fang advised: "Forget it, Bifan, we are all classmates. We will make people laugh when we curse."

"Huangmao you..." Mo Fan frowned, but before he could say anything, he heard Xu Fang say: "If you ask me, since we are all magicians, let's duel in the arena in a dignified manner. After school today, How about the grandson who gives in?"

Xu Fang showed his fist as big as a sandbag, and the expression on Mu Bai's face became unbearable.

Magician?

I just woke up and can't use any magic. You're a useless magician. If you want to beat me up, just say so!

Xu Fang and Mo Fan both had hooligan skills honed in street fights, and they would only get beaten by anyone they encountered.

This little brat, the cliffhanger was intentional!

Mo Fan was also happy. He didn't mind watching the excitement and said, "Huang Mao is right. The men in charge can just do it. Whoever cowards will be the grandson!"

Looking at the two men's malicious glances, Mu Bai's face was gloomy and uncertain. Just when he didn't know how to end it, a voice sounded like the sound of nature.

"What are you doing? It's time for class, you know, sit back in your seat!" Xue Musheng, the head teacher, scolded.

"How is it inappropriate to make a scene on the first day of school? The class rules are posted in front. Anyone who breaks the rules again will be punished by the class rules!"

Seeing that the students had calmed down, Xue Musheng nodded with satisfaction: "Now hand out the textbooks and prepare for class."