Chapter 690: Strange union

At the next moment, Yu Bu's "color" changed, and he was a little stunned.
The wooden sign was also shabby, with four big characters written on it: Magic Union.
Yu Bu looked at his eyes, and some of the broken trade unions couldn't help but "touch" and "touch" their heads, and breathed out another breath.
"This magic union has fallen into such a state. Is there any truth book about magic in it?"
Yu Bu thought hard, but he was not dissatisfied because the castle was broken.
But this time, the trial of the water palace is very special, but it is related to magic.
If the magic union in front of you cannot meet the requirements, then you just have to leave here and continue to go to join the magic union in the Ayutthaya.
Although Yu Bu is not afraid of trouble, he obviously does not want to toss about.
If the magic union in front of you can meet your needs, then naturally it can't be better.
"But if you can't meet the requirements, then you can't go any further..." Yu Bu shook his head again, thinking.
"Forget it, I'll go check it out first."
Thinking of this, Yu Bu lifted his feet and walked towards the broken fortress in front.
When I came to the door, a stale breath of years passed.
This was mixed with the damp breath of "tide", which made Yubu frown a little.
However, he still resisted the "sex" and looked inward.
The next moment, Yu Bu was able to spy on the full picture of the magic union.
It was a small hall that came into view.
The interior is simple, with only a wooden table and several stools.
And the hall is really tattered, messy and messy.
auzw.com Some papers of suspected newspapers are randomly thrown in every corner of the hall.
The air is "tide" wet and a little dry and cold, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.
Yu Bu turned his head and looked again at the center of the hall.
Suddenly found two old men who were talking.
One of the old men was dressed in a black "color" magician's robe.
A gold "color" badge was attached to his chest, and there were three purple "color" slashes on it.
This is a magician with a third-order strength.
Fang Cai's words came from the old man's mouth.
As for another old man, dressing up is much more common.
He was gray-haired, dressed in a grey cloth robe, holding the magic eyes on his face with one hand, and waving his hand.
"Oh! Honorable Lord Joliot, this is the magic union of Kettle City. I am the president here."
The old man spoke slowly, and added another sentence.
"My name is Kazakh and I am honored to serve you."
Upon hearing this, the third-order magician Joliot suddenly blew his beard and glared.
"Oh, my God! President Kazakh. I know that the magic union in Kettle City may be a bit overwhelming, but I didn't expect it to be so ruined."
As he spoke, he looked around for another week, then folded his arms.
"President Kazakh, not me. Even so, why don't you find someone to clean it up here? Did you know? Even the aristocratic nobles are more decent than the magic union of Kettle City."
Jolio seemed to be talking more and more, pointing to the corridor in front.
"You see, there are spider webs all over there... that's how, how can we spread the brilliance of the of magic? Our union can still recruit apprentices now?"
Facing the angry Joliot like a mad lion, Kazak seemed a little careless.