Somehow, Ah Hong suddenly straightened up, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said with a solemn expression as if he was talking to himself: "It looks like it is so easy to cast teleportation magic, I'm afraid it's not just level eight, isn't it ......?"

Shaking his head, Ah Hong sighed, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt like he was cranky.

"Uncle Hong, it's our turn."

"Please fill in your name and relevant information."

The unwavering voice broke Hong's thoughts; In front of him, a middle-aged man who looked to be about thirty was holding this form in his hand and slowly handed it over to the two of them.

"Please hand it in to the back of the stage after filling it out."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to say more, and after handing the form to Lan Feng, he didn't give any explanation, and mechanically made a "this way, please" action, and then said in a voice that didn't have any fluctuations: "Next." ”

Lan Feng looked at the form in his hand, and then at the middle-aged man, he glanced at Ah Hong helplessly, and after quickly filling out the form, he pulled Ah Hong to the other side of the trial platform.

Bypassing the trial platform, Lan Feng couldn't help but lower his head to look at the paper in his hand, and then at the crowd in front of him who looked like they were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and stomped his feet angrily, "I have to wait-"

"Alas, young master, let's go over there and sit down and rest." Ah Hong raised his hand and pointed to a row of seats not far away.

"Coax-" The two were walking towards their seats, but a burst of exclamation suddenly broke out in the crowd to attract their attention:

"Genius—"

"yes, I've reached the level of a first-class magician—"

Listening to the admiration of everyone in front of them, Lan Feng and Ah Hong looked at each other, not knowing what was going on inside.

"Oh-Uncle Hong, what's wrong inside?"

Lan Feng turned his head, stared at Ah Hong curiously with a pair of big eyes, and asked a little strangely.

"Huh? Master, where do you ask me? ”

Also looking at Lan Feng, Ah Hong asked Lan Feng even more strangely.

"No, it's not, Uncle Hong," Lan Feng looked at Ah Hong's reciprocal gaze, shook his head mischievously, then smiled, stretched out his little hand and pointed forward, "I mean let you ask the person in front." ”

"Why don't you ask yourself? Let's go! ”

As he spoke, Ah Hong took Lan Feng's little hand and strode forward.

"Hey-Uncle Hong, I'll just go, don't pull me, it's painful-" Lan Feng's other small hand squeezed Ah Hong's big hand hard, and said with some pain.

After taking two steps, Ah Hong stretched out his hand, patted the person in front of him who was looking intently, and asked politely, "This brother, excuse me, may I ask what is going on inside?" ”

The person in front of him turned around, first looked at the two of them strangely, then smiled politely, opened his mouth, and replied in response: "May I ask who the two are?" ”

Ah Hong frowned, and couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with the person in front of him, knowing that the other party was secretly asking about his identity and status; Looking at the other party's clothes, he knew that he was a nobleman, and Ah Hong's disgust for the style of those ignorant nobles who only knew how to stammer and evaluate people by their status was unconsciously even better.

At the moment, looking at the polite **** of the people, Ah Hong was embarrassed to say more, and then he arched his hand and said with a smile: "Hong Hui in the Blood Flame Mansion." ”

Hearing the words "Blood Flame Mansion", the person in front of him was surprised at first, and quickly changed to a disgusted and disdainful expression, then waved his hand, glanced at Lan Feng and the two with disdain, turned around, and said to himself a little:

"Alas, it's from the Blood Flame Mansion again...... People now. ”

"Again?" Looking at the other party's disrespect, Ah Hong felt a little angry in his heart, and it was not easy to do, but he was also a little puzzled, so he had to endure his anger and asked the other party in a cold voice: "What do you mean by this, Your Excellency?" ”

When the man heard this, he turned around, first snorted, glanced at the two of them with disdain, and then pouted like the right:

"See? You're the third! ”

"See, you're the third!"

Listening to the disdainful tone of the person in front of him, Ah Hong looked a little curiously in the direction that the speaker was pointing.

To the right of the three people, under the trial table, about twenty or so people stood in a chaotic formation. The twenty men were clearly divided into two sides centered on two of the children: the left-hand side numbered about fifteen, and the dozen or so all circled around a richly dressed little fat man; The little fat man in the center looked like an old god, looking at his posture like the stars holding the moon, Fang felt very satisfied, and the fat on his face suddenly squeezed together again, looking like he was smiling.

On the other hand, on the other side, there were only three people standing there quietly-the atmosphere of the three people who looked cold and unusually strange was a little out of place with the chaotic atmosphere around them-two strong men dressed as warriors stood quietly, and in the center of the strong men, a young man in black clothes about eleven or twelve years old stood there calmly - black ears covered, robes covered his body, and a cold breath emanated from the black boy's body, making people feel uncomfortable for a while.

Lan Feng and Ah Hong glanced at each other, and without communication, they walked towards the trial platform together.

In the audience, a group of people who were originally busy around the little fat man in the center couldn't help but stop when they saw Lan Feng and the two coming over, looking at the two vigilantly.

"You, who are you? What's the matter? ”

Beside the little fat man, a tall and strong man came out and shouted to the two of them in a loud voice.

Looking at the strong man who drank to him, Ah Hong sneered in his heart. Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Ah Hong slowly walked in front of the man and said in a cold voice: "I heard that you are a blood flame clan, so I came to ask." ”

Lan Feng was also furious in his heart, and was about to step forward and shout loudly to expose the liar who was pretending to be him in front of him, but Ah Hong pressed his shoulder, and then stepped forward to ask.

Listening to the somewhat yin and yang strange voice, and then thinking about the expression on Ah Hong's face when he spoke, anger turned into anger, but Lan Feng still almost laughed out loud, and said in his heart Uncle Hong where did he go to ask, it was obvious that he was going to provoke and find trouble.

The strong man looked at Ah Hong, as if he didn't notice the emotion contained in Ah Hong's voice, waved his hand aggressively, and said arrogantly: "Yes, we are the Blood Flame Clan!" ”

After listening to the strong man's words, Ah Hong then looked at the little fat man behind the strong man, who also looked arrogant, and said: "I heard that although the Blood Flame clan is big, its mansion master only has one son, the age is similar to that of the noble son, and there are no ten-year-old children in his mansion. If so, then please see you below. ”

As he spoke, Ah Hong stretched out his hand to the little fat man, with a smile on his face, and said to the strong man in a puzzled tone.