"Don't-I don't want to compete," Lan Feng looked at the Stygian who turned his head, hurriedly stretched out his hands, and swung them vigorously in front of him, "That old man said that there is a small magic defense array defense in the courtyard of the dormitory, and he will punish us for sweeping the campus, if you are here, then won't we be punished for sweeping the entire Qingyun City?" ”

"No," Shen Cheng stared at Lan Feng tightly, looked at Lan Feng's eyes solemnly, and lowered his voice, "Who were the three people around you that day?" ”

"Three?" Lan Feng was suddenly asked by the Styx, and the question was confused, "What three people?" ”

"It's the old man and the two middle-aged men." Still staring at the blue wind, he whispered.

"You said Uncle Hong, that grandfather, and that uncle?" Lan Feng looked at the Styx, tilted his head to the side, and said with some confusion, "What's wrong with them?" ”

"They...... It's special. The Styx still looked deep, and said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Lan Feng's eyes suddenly lit up when he listened to Ying Yan's words, and said excitedly, "Really? What's so special about it? Tell me about it! ”

Then Lan Feng put his finger in front of him, and said with excitement on his little face: "I like mysterious things the most!" ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Lan Feng's reaction, the Styx suddenly shrugged his shoulders with a little crying and laughing, then coughed and continued: "They...... The breath of life is ...... with ordinary people It's not the same as people. ”

"Huh? The breath of life? Not like people? Lan Feng suddenly looked at the underworld for some reason, and said with a rich expression on his face: "What's different?" What is the breath of life? Why can you feel it? What does it mean to be different from people? ”

Faced with Lan Feng's series of questions, Ying Ling just frowned, then turned around and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, go to class." ”

With that, the Styx turned and walked forward.

"Again! Sometimes it doesn't explain clearly! It's annoying! Lan Feng stomped his foot and followed.

"Hey—tell me what's going on!" Blue Wind ran to the side of the Stygian and kept complaining, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

Styx glanced at Lan Feng lightly, and still walked forward without saying a word.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

The blue wind wrapped around the Styx and walked forward......

Half an hour later.

"Here we are." Styx stopped, looked up, and looked up.

A red sign above the two of them reads three large characters - "Magical Domain".

"This is ......" Lan Feng looked at the sign blankly, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

"A place to teach."

The Styx still replied coldly, and then stepped in.

"Cut—a piece of the door panel!" Lan Feng raised his head disdainfully, then straightened up his small chest and strode in.

……

The sun slowly descended, hanging silently on the distant horizon, and the crimson light of the setting sun stained everything on the ground red, as if heralding the end of life.

On the path of the Alliance Academy, the two of them walked side by side.

"Okay—tired......" Lan Feng stretched, then took a deep breath and continued: "I really don't know what's going on here, why are the magic departments so cumbersome?" ”

The shadow on the side didn't seem to hear Lan Feng's complaint at all, and just turned his head away, looking at the sunset in the distance with a flat gaze.

"Immortal Myths......"

Looking at the blood-red sunset, he muttered.

"What?" Lan Feng looked at the Styx curiously, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say, Knife?" ”

"It's nothing...... "Styx glanced at Lan Feng lightly, then shook his head, and lowered his voice, "It's just that I remembered some of the past......

"The past?" Lan Feng looked at the Stygian even more curiously, and continued to ask, "You're only twelve years old...... What can be the past? ”

"You...... I don't understand......" The Styx turned his head to look at Lan Feng again, and said with a deep gaze: "Life and death are difficult to understand...... All things are always uneven, and the oath of the wanderer ......"

Looking at Lan Feng's eyes that looked at him blankly, the underworld suddenly snorted and said coldly: "Don't talk about it...... When I didn't say. ”

With a wave of his hand, he quickly turned around and walked quickly towards the place where the two lived.

The sunset that has not yet set stretches the figure of the underworld for a long time; On the originally sparsely populated path, the long back was left on the ground, looking far-reaching and lonely under the blood of the sunset.

Lan Feng turned his head, looked at the Styx who walked away, and then ran over in small steps.

"Huh?"

Looking at the figure of the underworld, Lan Feng suddenly sighed softly.

"It's so strange......" Lan Feng looked at the distant Stygian, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, knives!"

Lan Feng stretched out his hand and swung it in the air at this time, and then shouted loudly at the Stygian, "Your knife—the three knives behind you are about to fall—"

In the eye of the blue wind, at this time, on the top of the head of the Ying Yan who was facing away from him, there were three knives that were quietly floating in the air, the same style, and the length of the human arm.

"Knives? Three-handled knives? ”

The shout of the blue wind suddenly attracted the attention of the people on the path of the school park - after all, ordinary people use knives, and one handle is enough; Although someone used dual knives as weapons, it was an extremely rare occurrence - at this time, Lan Feng actually shouted three knives, which was indeed a sensational thing.

The eyes of passers-by all fell on Lan Feng's body at this time.

"Oh...... Oops......" Feeling the gaze of everyone, Lan Feng only felt uncomfortable, and had to quickly think about the direction where the meditation was.

"Huh?" Looking at the blue wind running over, Ying Qian suddenly frowned.

"Haha, three knives? Children are dazzled, right? ”

"yes, how could anyone use a three-handled knife?"

Passers-by looked at the blue wind and the two of them in the sunset, and immediately smiled disdainfully, discussed a few words casually, and walked away.

"Whew-whew-" Lan Feng ran to the side of the Styx out of breath, then bent down, put his hands on his knees and gasped.

"Tired?" Styx looked at Lan Feng and asked lightly.

"No...... Whew," Yan Meng raised his head and said a little breathlessly, "Tight, open, been, so many people are looking at ......"

"Alright, Blue Wind, I have something to ask you." The voice suddenly became cold.

"How?"

Lan Feng stood up straight and looked at the Styx suspiciously, his eyes full of doubts.

Under the half-set sunset, the two of them stood opposite each other like this. The warm red glow imprinted the figures of the two in a long memory.

"Lan Feng, I have something to ask you," Shen Yan looked at Lan Feng with a solemn gaze, and said in a low voice, "You...... Can you see these three knives? ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed behind him.

"Can you see these three knives?"

In the glow of the blood-red sunset, Ying Ying pointed behind him and asked Lan Feng with a serious expression.

"Hmmm! Visible! Lan Feng nodded and said affirmatively, "Three knives, behind your back." ”

(End of chapter)