The hands of the man in red couldn't help but tremble slightly, he controlled himself, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

"After all these years, I've finally reached it." The man in red took a deep breath and slowly calmed down. Then he raised his right arm and beckoned into the distance, "Blue Wind, come here." ”

The sound is not loud, but it makes people feel a power that shocks the soul.

Dozens of meters behind the man in red, a short figure turned out from behind a stone statue.

The person who came was the blue wind.

"Father... Father. Lan Feng looked very afraid of the person in front of him, his little hands were a little nervous when he spoke, his head was lowered, and his voice was much quieter unconsciously.

"How many times have you done this?" The red-clad man's voice was muffled.

After a while, seeing that there was no answer behind him, the man in red sighed, turned around slowly, and said calmly: "Forget it, it's time for you to learn magic..."

Hearing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart.

"But..."The man in red was saying, when he suddenly felt a strange scorching aura in front of him gradually fading, and the light flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled slightly, looked at Lan Feng, and said, "I guess you can almost do my Blood Flame Clan's magic." ”

This time, Lan Feng raised his head and smiled a little embarrassedly - a grin, missing a front tooth... A handsome little face with a toothless smile...

For the meaning of "almost", Lan Feng understands: in the Blood Flame Mansion, in addition to the patriarch in front of him, Lan Feng can also be regarded as a person who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, if the patriarch has something to do, it is no problem for Lan Feng to turn the Blood Flame Mansion upside down - everything that should be done has been done, and what should not be done... It's all done, what a library, a basement, except for the place where the door can't be opened, almost all of them have been there. Children are born with good memory and strong curiosity, and out of curiosity about new things, they have read a lot of magic books in the library, but the books they have read are generally not able to read a second time - either missing pages, or burned beyond recognition - in the words of Blue Wind, fire magic books, of course, practice while reading......

Because of this kind of thing, Lan Feng was also "punished" - by the patriarch "Yan Feng" - that is, the man in red in front of him, Lan Feng's father taught magic meditation, and then was locked up for a week... Even a peek, counting the talent, after a few years, Lan Feng can be regarded as a small achievement in fire magic......

A ten-year-old third-level magician can be regarded as a genius... Thinking of this, Lan Feng inevitably felt a little proud in his heart.

Yan Feng looked at the secretly proud little guy in front of him, and secretly laughed in his heart: "This kid is only level three, just like that... If I hadn't really wanted you to learn it, you would have heard me recite the mantra? Thinking about me..."Thinking about it, suddenly his mind changed, and his heart somehow dimmed again, "Alas, I'm afraid that no matter how much I cultivate, it will be difficult for me to make it progress... Hopefully, it's still this kid. ”

While thinking, Yan Feng swept the son in front of him with a strange look.

"Blue Wind," Yan Feng steadied himself, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and stepped aside, "Is the magic you used in the woods that day the same one I just used?" ”

"Yes, yes, father." Seeing Yan Feng smiling, Lan Feng's nervousness became a little less, but he was also a little scared - when his father punished himself, he first listened to his "achievements" with a smile, and then punished himself with a cold face.

"Okay, don't be so nervous, you sit down first," Yan Feng's face became serious, "I'll tell you the full spell first, and then you can try again..."

Hearing this, Yan Meng became even more happy, and the original worries and nervousness were completely thrown out of the clouds, and he sat down excitedly.

……

At the same time, Tianxing Da 6 somewhere.

The snow is flying, fluttering like catkins, the whistling north wind is swept away with snowflakes, and everywhere you look, you are covered with a thick layer of snow.

In the snow, on the top of an iceberg, two Miaoman's figures shuttle through the wind and snow, fluttering like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and I don't know where it stops, floating like a dragon, a fairy in the shadow, like a fairy in the snow. The two figures are extremely gorgeous, and people can't help but admire.

Suddenly, one of the figures stopped abruptly, and the other also stopped with the stagnation of the previous figure.

"Do you feel it, that power of fire—" a voice like ice and snow floated out.

"yes, he broke through." Another voice picked up the cold voice and said lightly.

"How do you know it's him?" The cold voice sounded again.

"In the entire Big 6, besides him, there won't be a second person who can trigger such a huge amount of fire power, right?" The other voice seemed to be accustomed to the coldness of the first voice, and still replied lightly, "But it didn't surprise us." ”

"I'm afraid, it was that change that made him feel something." The blizzard blew casually, and the two figures floated silently in the air, thinking.

They know that to break through at the pinnacle, what is needed is a moment of enlightenment.

In the drifting ice and snow, the two Miaoman figures glanced at each other, said no more, and danced with the cold wind again.

"Understood?" Yan Feng looked at Yan Meng in front of him with a smile on his face, which had become a little dazed.

In the huge training ground, there were two figures, one tall and one short, sitting quietly.

The breeze came slowly, blowing lightly through Yanfeng's resolute face; The smile on his face was soaked in the breeze, but it was also a little thicker. Looking at the straight-eyed little face in front of him, Yan Feng didn't feel funny in his heart: "This kid is really interested in these." ”

"Boy, come back to your senses!"

"Smack!" Yan Feng raised his hand and waved it casually, patting Lan Feng's face lightly and heavily.

"Ahh was patted, Lan Feng suddenly "sobered up", rubbed his eyes, turned his head, and then looked at his father.

"Why, still thinking about that dragon?" Yan Feng withdrew his hand and looked at Blue Wind with a smile.

"Hey, hey." Lan Feng also looked at his father, and there was a little more admiration in his eyes, and then he smiled stupidly, even if he admitted it, but he still kept replaying the scene just now in his mind - the ten-meter-long dark red fire dragon suspended in mid-air, its spread wings, its huge body, the unintentional exudation of dragon power and the blazing feeling brought by the flames all brought indescribable oppressive force to himself. But his father waved his hand casually, and the dragon was so faintly dispersed!

Everything in front of him made the ten-year-old child stunned - and then what Yan Feng told him made the little guy who had no resistance to the mysteries of magic go back - until he was woken up, and then he smiled—the smirking little face was missing a front tooth, which looked very funny, and people couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, don't laugh," Yan Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, "Tell me, do you have any questions or feelings?" ”

(End of chapter)