The weather became colder, and frost and mist floated in the early morning of the snow-capped mountains. The warning lights used as mail towers were hidden in the hazy place, and the area near the sea was basically invisible.

This kind of weather is always easy to happen to some unpredictable things. In this cold season, the spirit moths either hibernate or reach their lifespan in summer and autumn. The defense of the snow mountain can only rely entirely on the mages.

Mo Fan set out for Greece very early. Only one international flight from Russia flew in Greece in the foggy weather. Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan caught the plane, and the Fan Snow Mountain shrouded in the fog sounded the alarm.

"They should be able to deal with it, right?" Mo Fan said with some concern.

Sitting by the window, looking down, it was covered with cold frost. Mo Fan didn't know what happened.

"It's useless for you to stay. Fanxueshan has to rely on yourself after all. A mature enterprise cannot rely on the boss to break his legs by himself. The employees have to be trained. Don't worry, Fanxueshan is already stronger than most aristocratic families. Without spirit moths, those guards can still handle it. If they can't handle it, they should change to a group of guards, so as not to happen when something really happens, they can't resist it, and hurt innocent residents." Zhao Manyan said.

Mo Fan nodded. Even though Zhao Manyan was a man who was exaggerated, he could sometimes say something reasonable, and he deserved to come out of the big family.

"Purple!!" Suddenly, Zhao Manyan said with a serious face.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood up, trying to see the ground from the plane window.

Purple alert???

Is it a purple warning?!

Purple alert means that the city will suffer a catastrophe. Didn’t it mean that most siren also need to hibernate the sea? They really have to launch an attack, and the landing is so sudden and rapid??

If it is purple, then you must not leave, and many people will die!

Damn, these siren really don’t give the coastal area a chance to breathe!!

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the flight attendant who looks so pure on the outside is wearing purple with desire inside. It seems that the flight in the air makes her very empty. Russian girl, I haven't tasted it yet." Zhao Manyan took out a small notebook with colorful national flag icons on it.

A horizontal line was drawn behind the small icon of the Russian flag. Zhao Manyan then stared at the black-silk stewardess who was standing on tiptoe, as she was tidying up her luggage on her head.

"I'll go, your uncle!" Mo Fan squirted on Zhao Manyan's face.

Zhao Manyan looked confused and didn't understand why Mo Fan suddenly swears.

"Brother, if you like it, I can't give it to you, but please pay attention to your behavior. Why do we usually have bad breath and feel nauseous? You should still be elegant in front of Miss Hua. You won't be able to make an appointment with you like this." Zhao Manyan said.

"..." Mo Fan was speechless. He glanced at the small notebook in Zhao Manyan's hand, pointed to the small icon of his country in confusion and said, "Why are you writing so many regular words behind it? Is it still the girls from our own country that are just right??"

"Don't you know the orthogonal counting method? A home run represents a stroke." Zhao Manyan said.

Damn, Zhao Manyan is a beast that is worse than pigs and dogs!

Mo Fan was very suspicious that Zhao Manyan's face was so pale, and most of them were due to some functional shortcomings in the kidneys.

"Look at my notebook. When I write a regular word on all the small icons one day, I will die successfully." Zhao Manyan flipped through the notebook and showed off his achievements to Mo Fan. When he found that Mo Fan looked at him with contempt, he couldn't help but talk endlessly, "Your ambition is to become the strongest magician in the world, and my ambition is a day... Oh, the words are so dirty, I love beauties from all over the world!"

"That's not your ambition, it's the ambition of all men in the world, right?" Mo Fan said.

...

Arriving in Greece, the whole of Greece was covered with a thin silver snow gauze, quiet and sacred.

Many of the believers from the Parthenon wore ice-blue floor-shading skirts and bare and white little feet gently stepped on the snow blanket, leaving rows of neat and exquisite footprints in every shop and residence, which is also a sacred blessing.

This is a great honor for many devout people, but for men like Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan who do not believe in the Parthenon, they are hooked up without any foot control. Just following behind, enjoying it all the way is an endless enjoyment.

Indeed, such a grand scene is hard to see in other countries. There are even many tourists from other European countries along the street, which is a long way to watch this visual feast.

"The front, that woman, wow, I can't stand it anymore." Zhao Manyan pointed to Xue Xin's female leader and said.

Along the street, there were twelve teams of Xuexin women. After walking barefoot through important streets in Shenshan City, they gathered at Shenshan Square in the city center, surrounding their team leader.

From Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, you can only see the back of the leader. Her soft figure like a willow branch maintains a posture of holding the moon. Her long legs, which are straight and like works of art, are stretched elegantly, and their curly brown hair falls down...

She is as quiet as silver sculpture in the snow, revealing nobility but amiable, making people obsessed with but unwilling to blaspheme.

"She is not Xinxia, ​​is she?" Zhao Manyan suddenly realized something and asked carefully.

"No, the body proportions are wrong..." Mo Fan replied with certainty.

"Oh, you know very well. Who is that? This should be a very grand festival ceremony." Zhao Manyan said.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan both wanted to know who this woman was. They looked like the goddess in ancient Greek mythology really came to the snow city on earth.

"Perfect side face." Zhao Manyan walked to the side of the square and began to praise.

Walking forward, the face of the woman at the ceremony was finally fully revealed.

Mo Fan couldn't help but take a breath, but Zhao Manyan widened his eyes.

"Why is it her? This vixen!" Mo Fan almost blurted out.

"Uh... Although she is one of the few beautiful beauties I have seen in this world, I promise that there is absolutely no she in my conquest list." Zhao Manyan said shaking his head.

From the perspective of the judging level, Asha Ruiya is indeed very beautiful. Not to mention the golden ratio of her figure that all oriental women envy, the magnificent places are not implicit at all, and the round and plump parts are absolutely tight and in place. It is the character of this woman, which is really hard to describe!

"So it's your dish." Zhao Manyan patted Mo Fan's shoulder and said.

"Stop farting, she and I are so pure that we can be brothers." Mo Fan said.
Chapter completed!