People Are In Hogwarts, Replace The Invisible Man At The Beginning

Chapter 184: Mordred's Panic, The Body Of The Saint

At this moment, in another world line, the magician Jie Jieli, the lion, is taking his Mo cub to go shopping.

"Hey, that's great, you guy, this trip to this world is not in vain!" Putting on the new clothes, Mordred danced happily, running and dancing like a child.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a necessary expense, you too... Hey, what's wrong with you?! Saber!"

Lion Jieli looked at Mordred worriedly, she lay on the ground with her head in her hands, her face was full of pain.

"Uh... ah! Master, quickly...find a quiet place...take me there...Damn, spirit...%#% ¥#¥%"

The chant-like language was uttered by her, and Shi Jiejie was stunned. He didn't dare to delay, and grabbed Mordred and ran to the cemetery. That was the stronghold of the two of them. can be effective.

Mordred was sweating profusely, moaning in pain, "Ah... Ah! That, guy! Yes, that, guy!!!"

A voice sounded in the minds of the two at the same time along the 16 contracts, "Mordred...my proudest son...the most perfect...work...I saw is you!"

At the end of the sentence, nothing happened again, and Mordred's pain gradually subsided, but the panic on her face told Lion Jie Jieli that something unexpected happened.

"Hey," he said with a worried face, holding a towel to wipe her sweat, "Are you okay? Who is he you mentioned? And the voice just now."

"Hoo.....Hoo...Damn it, it's that guy, that bastard! The bastard who stole Britain! My mother's husband, my creator, and the one who injected my spirit!"

"Creation? Injection of spirit?" Lion Jie Jieli was stunned, and a terrible operation appeared in his heart, "You mean... Jiang Feng?"

"Yes, it's him, that guy actually came, no, he might still be alive, after all, the secret of the heroic spirit was deciphered by him when I was alive!"

"What the hell?! Huh? Are you serious? Hey, hey, this is no joke!"

Lion Jie is stunned. Time is a mystery, which is considered common sense in the magic world. If Jiang Feng can live to the modern age, the mystery in him will be beyond imagination, and all methods of his own will be ignored.

"Well, be mentally prepared," Mordred said solemnly, then grinned, "but don't worry, just like what he taught me, soldiers come to cover you up, if we meet, I will definitely give him a slap in the face fist!"

Lion Jie Jieli was silent for a moment, and said with a smile, "Forget it, since you have no problem, so be it, anyway... it's not my turn to deal with him, right?"

On the other side, the bastard Jiang Feng who was read by Mordred opened his eyes, and looked at the girl beside him, with bright blond hair, exquisite facial features, gentle temperament and... turbulent waves

Unmistakable, this is Joan of Arc, the legendary ultimate black whistle Jean Fair.

"What the hell are you..."

"Hush!" Jiang Feng covered her mouth and pushed her against the car, "Keep quiet, Jeanna, you don't want to be mysterious, do you?"

Jeanne's eyes moved, and then she closed her mouth.

"Very well, you know what I mean, then let's talk calmly.

After saying that, Jiang Feng let go of Joan of Arc, but the latter didn't speak, but kept staring at the outsider. She couldn't figure out how such a big living person suddenly appeared.

"I say......"

Before Joan could finish speaking, Jiang Feng said first, "I know what you want to ask, isn't it how I got here? Don't worry, I'm a magician from a parallel world.

"No, I mean

 …

Jiang Feng nodded and interrupted her again, "Oh, you mean why I appear by your side, it's because of your possession body, at least for a moment, she also wanted a follower, I happened to follow Just got in touch and found it."

"Well, what I want to say is...

"My purpose? This is simple. My people need to be saved, and here is exactly what I need. It's nothing special. Just like God saved the Hebrews, I also want to save my people.

Being interrupted again and again, even Joan couldn't bear it anymore, she looked at the person in front of her who felt good about herself, but in fact... was really extraordinary and said, "I mean, can you get up? "

Jiang Feng blinked, looked at Joan under him, and stood up with his usual complexion, "Hahaha, so it's this one? Tell me earlier, it's such a trivial matter, are you okay?"

"Huh..." Joan of Arc took a deep breath, she was not a magician, and Tian Qi did not respond, so she had no way of judging the authenticity of Jiang Feng's words, but she knew that the strength in front of her must be very powerful.

"You say people, are you a king? Or, some gods of the pantheon?"

"My name is Jiang Feng, some call me Vortigern, some call me King Lot, and some call me Magician, but in the end, it's all me, Jiang Feng."

"What?! You are.....This is impossible! How can humans live forever?"

"I am a magician, and my magic gives me eternal life and mirages that span time and space."

Jiang Feng didn't shy away from it, he was strong enough, and he didn't have to worry about Joan turning his face. If he really turned his face, he would drag her into the dormitory for education.

Joan of Arc is already dazed, in the physical sense, she doesn't have Jiang Feng by her side, influencing and learning all the time, the 717 girl in front of her is a genuine village girl who only knows her own name.

The two remained silent like this, and the truck driver still didn't notice anything.

Jiang Feng was a little puzzled, but then suddenly realized that he had been with his family Hei Zhen for so long that he forgot that the village girl was illiterate.

"I said, didn't you understand?" He asked with a smile, and then nodded to himself, "Well, it's understandable, after all, you haven't been to school, time and space and magic may be too profound for you gone."

Jeanne: Angry!

To be honest, Joan of Arc really didn't understand what Jiang Feng meant, but she was not alone, Leticia, who was a possession, understood!

At this time, she was passing on knowledge through consciousness, telling Joan of her understanding that the brains of modern people are still very reliable, and the two of them are connected with each other, and Zhen Ping soon understood.

She said angrily, "Hmph, I understand what you said, after all, you are an immortal visitor from another world, right?"

"???"

Jiang Feng was shocked, what she said was not right, but too right, he is indeed a visitor from another world, but this foreign world is farther than Joan of Arc understands.

Looking at Joan's childish smile, Jiang Feng suddenly realized, "Oh! Your host told you! It's the girl who is the possession!"

"What... what? Of course not..."

"Lies will go to hell!"

"..."