Full-time mage: My wife Ning Xue, inherits the Water Dragon King

"So strong! It should be said that he is young and promising, but the family background behind this is profound?"

Suddenly, someone started whispering, very envious of Lin Zixuan and Mu Ningxue.

Cultivation is real, but whether it is water dragon or ice crystal bow, it is another method.

With an elemental spirit like the water dragon, those patrolling mages thought it was impossible to obtain it without resorting to any means.

The bow in Mu Ningxue's hand was even more powerful and probably worth a lot of money.

Both of them are very strong, and the power they control is beyond their current strength!

"I didn't realize it. You two students are actually able to lead alone."

The two of them returned to the city wall, and while they were sighing, the patrol captain came over with a smile on his face, and finally cupped his hands, without any hesitation in his kind words.

Not long ago, he had reported it to the Bell Tower Magic Association. Although it was not a big deal, now that it happened in the ancient capital, and he was a student who helped deal with the undead, and he was able to lead alone, it really should be reported.

"The children of the Imperial Academy's aristocratic families all have strong backgrounds, but those as strong as you are rare, really rare. I have lived for more than forty years before I can barely reach the advanced level. You are really young. It’s promising!”

The patrol leader couldn't help but sigh.

"Senior, you're welcome. Everyone has different opportunities. I will also meet your opportunity. It's a matter of time." Lin Zixuan also knows how to be polite and reciprocate.

While the two were talking, a ray of sunlight appeared from the east.

At dawn, everything revived, and most of the dead atmosphere in the entire ancient capital suddenly dissipated.

"The president of the Bell Tower Magic Association is busy with official duties, but he is very interested in you and wants to meet. He also knows your dean, Song He."

"I just don't know if you two have any plans to stay in the ancient capital in the short term?" the patrol leader asked tentatively, with a little hope in his eyes.

"If nothing else happens, Mu Ningxue and I will stay in the ancient capital during this period. As for whether we will be in the city or not, that's a matter of two minds." Lin Zixuan then responded.

After asking, it was naturally time to leave.

Unexpectedly, on a whim, he would fight from early morning until dawn.

Mu Ningxue's face was rosy, and she walked side by side with Lin Zixuan, with a smile on her face.

It was obvious that Mu Ningxue had not suffered any damage from just using the ice bow.

"Time flies so fast. From the beginning, when I was a junior mage who couldn't do anything, to now, when I become a high-level mage and face the leader, these times are so embarrassing."

Walking on the streets of the ancient capital, it is still very lively during the day. At least it is a breakfast shop and special performances, which are still active in this city.

Mu Ningxue suddenly felt something. Lin Zixuan just smiled and said, "The rewards of hard work and the hardships you put in are clearly visible in my mind. Next, it is time for us to work together."

……

the other side.

Ancient capital, Bell Tower Magic Association.

From the president's office on the third floor, there was no one inside, but the traces left just now were still visible.

Along the elevator, Han Ji stretched his waist from top to bottom to relieve the fatigue caused by staying up late.

Han Ji was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and walking in the office lobby. He had a kind and smiling face and looked very approachable.

Moreover, his whole body is frighteningly powerful, and he is a genuine high-level super mage.

"President, do you want to go out?"

Walking in the office, a thin-looking clerk with fair skin saw Han Ji in Mao suit and immediately said hello.

"Just finished work, let's go out for breakfast." Han Ji replied with a smile on his face.

At this time, the clerk wanted to be attentive first, "How about I help you buy it?"

Han Ji waved his hand, "No need, it's just a few steps. Just do your own thing. Everyone has their own duties."

After saying that, he walked slowly away from here and walked slowly towards the street outside.

……

He is the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, but he is still very easy-going. Apart from his daily work and occasional leisure time, he is no different from ordinary people. When he is hungry, he will look for food without rejecting it. Roadside stalls are also good.

Soon, I came to a small street. The flavor of the Republic of China is very strong here, with brick floors and wonton shops with sheds. After all, the ancient capital has a long history and culture, so this kind of scene is not surprising.

"Boss, buy a bowl of wontons." Han Ji sat down casually.

As usual, I made a wonton.

Later, I also heard some discussions coming from behind...

"Did you hear about it? Last night, the group of patrolling mages were sweeping out the undead. As a result, two students came in immediately."

"I heard, I heard, it seems they are two top students from the Imperial Capital Academy. I have heard of this academy, and it seems to be even better than the Ancient Capital Academy here."

"Isn't that right? The rules there are strict conditions for recruiting children from aristocratic families. Although the number is not large, they are all high-quality. Yesterday was the best proof."

"I slept to death yesterday. Do you have any first-hand information here? Why did it spread so much when you woke up so early in the morning? What can two students do?"

They discussed, while Han Ji ate wontons and listened with great interest.

"I've heard many versions."

"In the first version, two students killed dozens of undead under protection. They were both at the level of warriors. They are very powerful!"

"The second version has two students, one male and one female, who went crazy and killed many commanders along the way. They are truly high-level!"

These two versions are the most popular and the most consistent, corresponding to Mu Ningxue and Lin Zixuan respectively.

But then...

"Not only that, I also heard that the aura of death was so strong yesterday that the undead soul of the Sub-Monarch even appeared. It was so terrifying! Two students were even able to come into contact with it without falling behind!"

"Oh my god! They can still kill Yajun? This is so ridiculous!"

It gradually started to get outrageous.

"Haha, it's really interesting. It's even more interesting than the version I heard." Han Ji chuckled.

But at this time...

"Okay, okay, don't spread the word like crazy. Yesterday, at most, we dealt with a few commanders, and then hundreds of slave generals, there is no more."

At this time, Lin Zixuan, who was sitting on the other side and taking a rest, just did some popular science and what he said was conclusive.

"How do you know?" Several strong men were discussing over there, and their eyes suddenly turned over.

"I am the person involved, how do you think I knew?" Lin Zixuan raised his eyebrows immediately.