In the past, she felt that there was no better place in the world than Mandala. The eight tribes were as close as one family under the unified belief system. Under the leadership of the Heavenly Clan Indra, each tribe performed its own duties, and everything in the big and small affairs of the empire was in order.

But now...the notes feel that behind the gorgeous order of Mandala is a kind of boredom without vitality. She has been back for so long... No, to be precise, she has never met anyone who can tell jokes before going to the Rose Church.

In the past, she had no feeling about these things. Every day she had to study Gandapo's various movements and practice the eight divine songs of various tribes. Everyone told her that she was the most outstanding musician in Gandapo in a century. One day, she would be able to recreate the peak music skills of the Gandapo clan.

So, she went to the Rose Temple. Because to reappear the city of Gandapo, she had to learn runes so that she could more deeply connect with Gandapo's rune piano.

Then, I met the first person to tell her a joke.

Senior Brother Wang Feng...

I hope my senior brother can go smoothly... I will definitely do it. My senior brother is so smart, he should be sure to act.

Just like Mo Tong, the senior brother obviously can't beat Mo Tong, but the senior brother always grasps Mo Tong's weaknesses and gains the upper hand.

Thinking of those fun things, the notes holding their chin were bent involuntarily...

At this moment, the door of the temple was pushed open, and wearing a mask, he walked in.

"Sister Jixiangtian, how about it, how about it?"

Jixiangtian smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Wang Feng is not in danger of his life."

The little face of the notes suddenly turned red, "No, I want to ask my sister, when can we go back to roses? My rune class hasn't been finished yet..."

"Yeah?"
Chapter completed!