Ah Hong turned his head, looked at the ill-fitting old cloth robe in front of him, his face was covered with black and gray blue wind, and then looked at the scarred clothes on his body that were burned by the purple flame, and said with some difficulty: "Young master, I, this ......"

"Humph!" The warrior on the horse sneered disdainfully, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Ah Hong, "You, take that idiot boy, get out of here!" ”

"Humph! I am a martial artist, I don't know how to fight, but I want to ask your Excellency how to write rolling words! No matter how good his patience was, he couldn't accept such words that were close to insults, Ah Hong stretched out his right hand and gently pushed Lan Feng back, stepped out of his right foot, and a faint cyan fighting qi overflowed from his body, slowly surrounding him.

"You're looking for death!" When the warrior on the horse saw that the "inferior people" in front of him, who had no status at all, dared to speak out, he was immediately furious, his head was hot, and he immediately jumped up from the horse, drew the long sword behind his back, and slashed at Ah Hong.

Looking at the approaching long sword with pale yellow fighting energy, Ah Hong snorted disdainfully, and waved his hand casually, bringing up a pale green afterimage, forming a wall of fighting qi in front of him.

As soon as the long sword came into contact with the wall of fighting qi, the pale green fighting qi spun up along the sword body as if it were spiritual, quickly attached to the sword-wielding person, and then exploded.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the warrior had already flown out.

"Whew-" The man fell to the ground, slid a foot away, and then lay flat on the ground, no longer moving.

"Okay, the fighting spirit of the pale green wind, an eighth-level warrior." A soft voice came from the carriage, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?" ”

With a soft voice, the curtain on the carriage slowly lifted, and a woman in a purple dress stepped down.

"Madame!" The people around the carriage bowed their heads and saluted respectfully.

"The concubine is Qinglan, the wife of Zilin, the patriarch of the Wind Element Clan of the Star Source Empire, the house slave has just offended, please forgive me." As she spoke, Qinglan bowed slightly to apologize.

"Don't dare." Ah Hong saw that the other party owed an apology, and his heart sank, and he hurriedly bent over to return the salute.

"I don't know if Your Excellency is willing to come to our mansion, I believe that with your strength, you will definitely be reused......" Looking at Ah Hong, who was a little "ragged" in front of him, Qinglan smiled slightly.

"In the Lower Emperor Heng Empire, the Blood Flame Clan is Honghui." Ah Hong heard that the other party intended to solicit, and suddenly knew that the other party saw himself as a wandering warrior, and hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted to identify himself.

"Bloodflame Clan!" The people around Qinglan not only exclaimed in a low voice, the strength of the Blood Flame Clan had already been famous6.

"Quiet!" Qinglan's face turned cold, and she ordered in a low voice.

Although Qinglan didn't quite believe that the person in front of her was a member of the Blood Flame Clan, she was very unhappy when she heard her own person exhale because of the word "Blood Flame", and secretly thought that the prestige and strength comparison between the Wind and Fire Clans had already lost a few points in terms of momentum.

Thinking of this, Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little angry and unwilling in her heart. Thinking of the overwhelming strength shown by the Blood Flame Patriarch Yan Feng at the beginning, he was also very helpless in his heart, and secretly said that his efforts for more than ten years seemed to be in vain.

Qinglan lowered her head and sighed lightly.

"Madam, there is something to do next, so I will take my leave first." Ah Hong gave a slight salute, and then picked up Yan Meng, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes like the wind.

"Hey......" Qinglan raised her hand, as if she wanted to say more, but she couldn't find a figure, sighed again, waved her hand, and said to everyone in a cold voice: "Enter the city." ”

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.

"Madam, captain he ......"

"Tie him up to me first, and then dispose of it when I get back."

Whether it was the comparison of strength or prestige, the loss and anger in Qinglan's heart were all vented on the warrior who was knocked unconscious by Ah Hong before.

"But madam, captain, he ......" Looking at Qinglan's cold gaze, the speaker swallowed his words back with some fear.

In the middle of the woods, at the top of a large tree.

"Alright, let's go."

"Ahh

Being held by Ah Hong's one arm, Lan Feng felt as if his bones were about to break; When he just flew between the branches, Blue Wind had been struggling for a long time. At this time, Ah Hong spoke up, and Lan Feng protested even more strongly.

"Whew-" Ah Hong flew to the ground lightly, then sighed, let go of his arms, put Lan Feng on the ground, got up and said, "Young Master, let's go into the city." ”

After speaking, Ah Hong turned around and walked towards the gate of Qingyun City.

"Oops-it hurts, Uncle Hong, can you light it next time?" Lan Feng rubbed the place where he was trapped, and said with a sad face.

"Hey, Uncle Hong, why are you walking so fast? Wait for me! Lan Feng raised his head and saw that Ah Hong had already walked a long way, and couldn't help but exhale.

"Quick, young master!" Ah Hong greeted from a distance.

Blue Wind stood up and trotted all the way to follow.

"Alas, the road at the north gate of this Qingyun City is indeed very narrow, no wonder it is so crowded." Ah Hong looked around and couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Walking from the direction of Lijian Mountain, it's all woods." ”

"Uncle Hong, you are so strong!" Lan Feng couldn't help but admire the strength that Ah Hong had shown just now.

"Hehe, that is, who is your Uncle Hong?" When Ah Hong heard this, he opened his mouth wide and smiled.

Lan Feng looked at Ah Hong, followed Ah Hong's example, opened his small mouth, and said with a smile: "Haha, that's, Uncle Hong is a big ......"

Looking at Ah Hong's gaze, Lan Feng stubbornly held back the word "bear", smiled wryly, and then suddenly changed into a surprised look, raised his finger, and asked curiously: "Oh, that, Uncle Hong, what is the wind elemental clan?" Is it similar to our Blood Flame? ”

Ah Hong looked at the strange elf ghost in front of him, shook his head helplessly, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Hey, I'm really afraid of you, young master......"

Then, Ah Hong shook his head and said, "The Wind Elemental Clan is the magic clan of the Star Source Empire, and as the name suggests, what the Wind Elemental Clan is best at is wind magic; Similarly, in terms of wind magic, it is the Wind Clan that has the highest achievement," Speaking of this, Ah Hong's face became a little more solemn, "According to the Flame Peak Patriarch, the Wind Clan has a unique insight into the nine forbidden spells of the current wind system, and even cast a fusion forbidden spell, and the power is by no means comparable to ordinary forbidden spells. ”

"Of course, the patriarch also said that the Wind Clan does not have its own unique spells, but its understanding of magic is deeper than that of ordinary magic clans." As he spoke, Yan Feng made a helpless move, "I know so much, young master, no matter how much you ask me, I don't know." ”

"Then, Uncle Hong, what did that aunt mean when she said to let you go to his mansion?" Lan Feng listened to Ah Hong's explanation and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Oh, that," Ah Hong said disapprehantly, "maybe it's because my wind attribute is in line with her clan." ”

"Fusion Forbidden Spell......" Lan Feng muttered silently in his heart, "What does the Fusion Forbidden Spell look like?" ”

(End of chapter)