Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The Demonic Tower is hidden in the deepest part of the Hunyin Forest. A winding stone bridge spans the swamp, leading to a ten-meter-high tower. The Demonic Tower is half hidden in the fog, with only the iron door covered with mottled marks exposed. The smell of antiquity.

Rong Mo stood on the stone bridge, feeling that his body was sinking with every step he took.

On both sides of the stone bridge is the endless black sea. It is more like a quagmire than a black sea. It seems calm on the surface, but secretly it can swallow everything.

I don't know if it's because of his own attributes, but Rong Mo likes the eerie atmosphere here.

He came to the iron door and recited a spell. The iron door made a harsh sound and opened with a creak.

Rong Mo lowered the brim of his hat, covering most of his face, and walked in.

There are retro stairs spiraling inside the magic tower. A huge black sun is carved on the top of the tower. Several black magicians in magic robes come down the stairs.

They were dressed the same as him, their faces could not be seen clearly, they were full of gloomy aura, and they walked calmly.

If he hadn't seen someone walking around, Rong Mo would have thought there was no one here.

He imitated the behavior of a black magician and stepped on the stairs. There were rooms on each floor of the magic tower. He followed the information Bai Tuanzi checked for him and came to Jeff's door.

When he opened the door, Rong Mo didn't expect there was another person inside. He was a muscular man, quite big, and his height was estimated to be two meters. This was the first time he saw a guy taller than Xiu Jin.

The way to that station is like a mountain.

Rong Mo's eyes fell on the protruding veins.

Let me go, if he is exposed, will he be punched to death by this guy?

Rong Mo swallowed, feeling frightened.

"Jeff? Didn't you say that you are being targeted by those nasty guys from the Magicians Association? Why are you back?"

The big guy's voice was as loud as the others, and it felt like it was ringing a bell in his head no matter how loud it was.

Rong Mo froze on the spot and glanced at the interior furnishings. There were two beds, two tables, and the walls were covered with various magic array diagrams.

If there are traces of life, then he should be Jeff's roommate.

"How can those self-righteous guys catch me?" Rong Mo put on an arrogant attitude. When he first met Jeff, he thought he was an arrogant and brainless person.

The Magicians Association and the Black Magicians are not going to deal with it, so there is nothing wrong with scolding the enemy.

"Yes, but you failed in your mission and you will be punished."

The big man didn't suspect anything. After all, the aura of the black magician couldn't be faked. After saying that, he started doing push-ups in the room.

Rong Mo pretended to mutter and curse a few times. He knew too little about the magic tower and did not dare to answer the conversation rashly. Fortunately, the big guy was exercising and didn't bother to talk to him.

Rong Mo came to the bed and lay down, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, planning to wait until the big guy went out to explore the magic tower. Finally, when he was about to fall asleep, there was a sound of the door closing.

"Big brother, he's gone"

Rong Mo opened his eyes suddenly and got up from the bed. Bai Tuanzi was in charge of keeping an eye on him while he rummaged around in the room.

He came to the big guy's desk and opened the book on the table which had the big guy's name on it.

His name is Baddeley.

Being able to live with Jeff means that he is also a low-level black magician.

Duke Berg told him in the office that this time they appeared in Haiyue City to find the owner of the magic tower. So now the magic tower is leaderless?

Rong Mo's eyes sparkled, and his treacherousness level soared, which made Bai Tuanzi tremble with fear, "Dad, you're not plotting against the magic tower, are you?"

Rong Mo smiled broadly at it, as usual, "You're already here, don't you think it's a pity if you don't grab something?"

Bai Tuanzi:…………

When he learned that the owner of the magic tower was not around, Rong Mo became obviously arrogant. He left the room and started exploring the magic tower.

The first stop was to go to the magic tower's library. He needed a lot of black magic knowledge to fill himself.

Records that could not be found in the Royal Library were all here. Rong Mo opened a few books and waved his hand.

"Record all this for me and help me learn it while hosting the system."

Bai Tuanzi's eyes widened. He was shocked by Rong Mo's shamelessness.

He opened his lips, as if protesting was useless, it was just a scolding from the host, and he still had to do the work he was supposed to do.

Bai Tuanzi burst into tears and flew around in the library in agony.

On the other hand, Rong Mo leisurely leaned on the bookshelf and nibbled on the melon seeds he took out in the system space.

"Click"

There was a sound from behind.

Rong Mo was so frightened that he almost threw the melon seeds out. He quickly stuffed them into his cloak with quick eyesight and hands, spit out the melon seed peels from his mouth, and threw them into the corners of his eyes where no one else could see them.

"Don't throw garbage anywhere." Bai Tuanzi condemned Rong Mo's uncivilized behavior.

In return, Rong Mo rolled his eyes.

He looked at the people coming and saw that they were two older black magicians. The magic robes they wore were obviously not of the same level as the one he was wearing.

Trimmed with gold.

He can't be a small leader...

Rong Mo's scalp was numb and he wanted to sneak away against the bookshelf.

"stop"

The old yet majestic voice rang out, freezing Rong Mo in place.

Rong Mo turned around and smiled, "Haha, I'm here to study. If there's nothing else, I won't disturb you."

"Are you Jeff?"

The other party said his name in one breath.

Rong Mo could only bite the bullet and hum.

"Just in time, I met you here. Come with us to see the tower master."

"???"

Tower owner? Where did it come from? Rong Mo looked at Bai Tuanzi with a question mark on his head.

Bai Tuanzi was also confused.

What about the promised group of dragons without a leader?

Damn, are you kidding me?

Rong Mo held back his anger as he watched the two black magicians take many basic black magic books, and then motioned for him to follow.

Thanks to the tower owner, Rong Mo was honored to reach the top of the tower on the first day he came to the magic tower.

The top floor of the magic tower is a large crystal flat floor with expensive black gold carpets on the floor. The entire room is surrounded by hard crystal glass, and even the top of the tower is transparent.

Although it was dark outside and nothing could be seen.

But if there is no fog, there may be a starry sky to see here.

Overall, very beautiful.

Sitting on the ultra-luxurious bed in the center of the room was a thin figure.

In addition to Rong Mo, there was also a row of black magicians standing there, including the big guy.

The two older magicians who had just come with him came to the figure with books and called out respectfully: "Tower Master, welcome back. These are all the black magicians in the magic tower. Please take a look."

The figure walked down the bed, Rong Mo's pupils opened slightly, and he felt a little familiar.

Bai Tuanzi patted him excitedly, "Langdon! The master of the magic tower is him!"

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The other party's eyes swept over them one by one, and he saw his obsidian eyes shining brightly. His mind pointed to Rong Mo, "What's his name?"

The black magician glanced at him in surprise, "His name is Jeff"

The little boy ran to Rong Mo, "Do you still remember me?"

His face was fair and fair, and his eyes were round and bright. He was dressed in a black magic robe, and he looked completely different from the dirty look he had when he first met.

How could he not remember? This was the kid he bumped into in the square.

The little boy didn't get a response, thinking that Rong Mo had forgotten him, so he pulled on Rong Mo's sleeves, trying to awaken Rong Mo's memory, "I'm the one you gave..."

Halfway through his words, Rong Mo raised his hand to cover his mouth.

The two magicians behind immediately scolded him: "Jeff must not be rude to the tower owner!"

Rong Mo quickly let go of his hand and said with a dry smile: "I remember you, it is my honor to know him as the tower master."

Langdon was a smart kid. He saw that Rong Mo didn't seem to want him to mention their encounter, so he knew that Rong Mo remembered him and didn't say anything more.

He turned around and took the books from the hands of the two black magicians, as well as the magic staff that symbolized the identity of the tower owner. He nodded slightly and said, "I am willing to stay here."

"Really?!", the excitement of the two black magicians was visible to the naked eye.

Rong Mo frowned upon hearing this.

What do you mean, this kid didn't want to stay here just now?

"It seems so"

"He wants to stay when he sees me?"

Bai Tuanzi nodded, "It seems so."

Depend on! Rong Mo was so angry that he had found a stumbling block for himself.

Langdon kept looking at him, and after listening to the two chattering for a while, he became impatient.

"You all go down, I will figure out the rest myself." After saying that, he pointed to Rong Mo, "I remember you want to find a teacher for me? Just him."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

The two black magicians almost knelt down, "The tower master is just a low-level black magician and is not qualified to guide you."

Langdon didn't take it seriously, "I'm not even a beginner. Even if a senior black magician comes to teach me, don't I still have to learn from the basics? What's the difference?"

What you said makes sense...

The black magician was speechless and looked deeply at Rong Mo.

Rong Mo's head was empty, as if he was dreaming.

Things are developing in a direction he can't predict, and he is also a scumbag who has never started.

Can two scumbags get together and expect to be right?

"Okay, Jeff, you are here. The tower owner is not familiar with the magic tower yet, so you can show him around." The two black magicians looked at him seriously, with a hint of warning.

Rong Mo was already sweating profusely.

He is not familiar with the Magic Tower either, so how can he help others get familiar with it?

There is a feeling of riding a tiger with a hard time getting off...

Rong Mo responded stiffly, and everyone retreated.

Only Langdon and Rong Mo were left. The little boy was extremely close to him and ran over to hold his hand.

Rong Mo dodged him and said, "Tower Master...there is a difference between superiority and inferiority."

"Don't worry about those false gifts. I didn't expect you to be the black magician of the magic tower. No wonder I felt kind to you when I first saw you."

He knew that Yimi Lei did not trigger the plot point that day. It turned out that he had cut off her hair. If he had not appeared, there was a high probability that Yimi Lei had bumped into Langdon.

Then the Son of Destiny exerted his aura like the little sun, helped Langdon comfort Langdon, and left a seed in the heart of the little child.

Laying the groundwork for a reunion one day.

In the end, all these things were transferred to him?

It was really unintentional.

Rong Mo was ashamed. Facing the enthusiastic Langdon, he was a little unable to resist. After all, he was wearing a vest.