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The brown desert has an endless breath of despair, dry and hot, but the night falls cold and cold.

What is valuable in the desert is an oasis, but what is even more precious is a prosperous, luxurious, and golden fashion city!

They can be without green, but they can be full of gold. Ancient Arabs have always been yearned for this way. The sands form hills and the sand flows. There is no need for emerald green plants to set off. They are also so vibrant!

Golden world, silver city.

The Asian Magic Association stood here, and the highest silver tower spire was like a sharp ancient sword, stabbing into the blue sky. A group of patrolling black sand eagles arranged in an orderly manner into a long array in the sky, lingering in the sky near the silver tower.

Dubai is a city with many rules but no restrictions.

Unlike most capital cities in China, air flight is completely allowed here.

No matter how amazing mount you have, you can play over Dubai as you wish, so that the people under your feet can be envied and gain everyone's admiration.

Once you have a high enough status, you will enjoy the ultimate respect here. There is no need to pretend to be humble and polite to mortals, and you can even recklessly expose that disdain to the surface.

With the release of the Flying Dragons from the British Dragon Trainer family, the city of Dubai was the first to monopolize the Flying Dragon Legion on a large scale.

Not only did they sign a 90% buyout agreement with the Dragon Training Family, they also acquired the flying dragons in their hands at high prices, so they can often see Dubai mages, who are driving a team of flying dragons hovering in the city's headspace. They are wearing black armor and are the exclusive dragon riding mages of the royal family.

"Haha, if you have to say speed, the Brili under my crotch will definitely throw you out a few thousand meters. We will fly back to the God Tower from outside the city. The fastest person will take away the salary of others this week. How about it?" a man with two beards said with a smile.

"Captain, we can't neglect our duties."

"What are you afraid of? Can anyone dare to mess things up under the nose of the Asian Magic Association? And you forgot who I am and what happened, I will take the blame. The competition has begun, I will count three times."

As soon as he counted to two, the bearded man whipped Feilong's back violently. Feilong roared and waved his wings full of blocky muscles towards the mage tower. The airflow formed a messy storm behind it, making the Dubai mage formation a little messed up.

"You are cheating, chase after me quickly. I don't want to be able to only visit those little nests behind the streets next week!"

How can a small nest behind the street make people beat the heart with a star-rated hotel, a glass of red wine, a pair of sensational eyes, and a big white bed without any flaws leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window?

"Swoosh swosh swosh!!!!"

More than a dozen flying dragons rushed out at the same time. People who didn't know thought they were doing some special exercises, so well-trained, so handsome and so handsome.

At the front, Captain Bearded laughed treacherously.

No flying dragon can be faster than its brisk force. The money these guys have worked hard for a week and all the money they have fallen into their pockets. There is a song queen who is rubbing her slender legs and waiting for her, provided that she can pay her a lot of money in one breath, which is not a small amount.

“Hohuhuhuhuhuhuhu~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The wind began to get stronger, and a creature with a white air flow all around it appeared in the royal blue sky at some point.

It waving its wings gracefully, easily surpassing the dozen flying dragon teams, and was catching up with Captain Bazi with a uniform acceleration.

The captain of the beard was stunned, and the whip in his hand danced even harder.

"Give me a quicker, hurry up and put your big wings on it!" Captain Beard cursed.

The flying dragon Brie had already used all his strength, and its dragon skin had cracks due to its violent swing, but the other party easily surpassed it.

Looking at the other person's dragon's butt, the most important thing was that he was slapped in the face by the airflow squirting out of the other person. This feeling was no less than taking a big bite of someone else's car exhaust, which made Brili grit his teeth!

It’s also Feilong, why is this guy’s Feilong faster than his own?

Moreover, the flying dragon's body size is one size smaller than his own flying dragon's Brie!!

"Damn it, damn it, wait for me!" Captain Beard shouted unwillingly.

No matter how angry or roaring, he couldn't catch up with the Fengluo Yalong in front of him. There was a delusion in riding a bicycle to catch up with the motorcycle, and it was useless to stomp the ankle chain!

Mo Fan sat on the Fengluoya Dragon and looked at the person behind who was grinning at him with confusion.

"Dubai wizard?"

Mo Fan said to himself, but ignored it.

Dubai wizards are similar to American temple wizards, and they are also directly under the continental level magic associations and have a transcendent status.

However, before coming, Mo Fan knew that mounts and summoning beasts were not prohibited in Dubai, so he flew directly into this silver giant city...

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Mo Fan did not make meaningless stays anywhere, and he entered the Fata directly.

On the 120th floor, it was a white conference room with a sacred atmosphere. A group of Asian faces were sitting around the round table, mainly an old man with a pale beard.

Mo Fan recognized this person as Zu Huanyao, the grandfather of the Chief Instructor Killing Kong.

He serves in Fata, Dubai and is one of the few members of the country who have a say in the holy hall of the Asian Magic Association.

The status of Asian parliamentarians is naturally extraordinary.

Mo Fan broke in. Even though Zu Huanyao had never really seen Mo Fan, he still recognized him at a glance.

"What does it mean, Mo Fan. You can figure out where this place is!" Zu Huanyao was a little angry.

He had a meeting with several subordinates here. Mo Fan broke into the door without saying hello. Whoever gave him the courage to do whatever he wanted was to go anywhere with the reputation of the country!

"I want to ask you, you old guy!" Mo Fan walked straight towards Zu Huanyao.

"You...what did you say!!" Zu Huanyao stood up suddenly, his momentum suddenly increased, and he felt like he was about to tear everything around him to pieces.

"Even the life of a Chinese man can't be saved. How do you, a diplomatic leader? If you are dizzy and always be confused, you will retire immediately for those who are capable!" Mo Fan pointed at Zu Huanyao's nose and cursed.

The group of people were stunned.

I’m afraid that even Speaker Shao Zheng would not dare to do this!

This young man was either crazy or crazy.

"You know what's wrong, get out of here, or I'll arrest you for insulting the leader now." Zu Huanyao's face turned red with anger.

"You can give it a try. I wanted to kick you into the coffin in the Holy City!" Mo Fan said angrily.

New and old accounts are settled together.

If he hadn't been determined to do so, how could the chief instructor be destroyed with Qin Yuer?
Chapter completed!