【≮Yan Mo Xuan≯.】 Between Yan Mengming and the two of them, a smooth blade was quietly suspended in the air, and the whole body exuded a dark gray light.

"You should believe him."

Voices that did not belong to Yanmeng and Styx suddenly appeared in the courtyard, breaking the conversation between the two.

"Huh? What's going on? Anyone? ”

Yan Meng's face was slightly surprised when he heard the abrupt sound, and then he turned his head in confusion and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"In the house." The underworld also turned his head, looked at the room where the two lived with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice, "Who is it?" Come out! ”

"Hum—"

With a wave of his hand, the blade in the air immediately carried a gray light, flew in front of him, and floated quietly in front of him.

"Squeak-" A tooth-aching voice rang out, and the wooden door of the room slowly opened—and a young man in a light blue robe appeared in the doorway.

Looking at the young man in a light blue robe, Yan Meng couldn't help frowning slightly-the young man was about the same height as himself, but he was a little shorter, his facial features were upright but he looked ordinary, although he didn't look handsome, but he gave people a simple and simple feeling-however, the most important thing was that he hadn't seen this person, why did he appear in the room between himself and the underworld?

Before Yan Meng could ask, the young man had already taken two steps forward, first turned his head, looked at Yan Meng in a friendly manner, nodded, smiled slightly, and then turned his head in a little panic and looked in the direction of the underworld.

Looking at the young man's side face, Yan Meng suddenly found that his gaze seemed to be distorted in half—the pale blue figure was gradually blurred.

“…… Let's do it slowly...... I'm not a bad person. ”

A clear voice came from the young man's mouth, and Yan Meng raised his hand and rubbed his eyes to make his vision clearer.

"Who the hell are you? Can you see it? He looked at the boy with a gloomy face, and said in a gloomy voice; Then, a faintly invisible gray mist slowly drifted out of the body, slowly surrounding the blade in the air, and at the same time, a killing intent slowly drifted out from the body of the underworld.

"Whew-"

In the air, the center of the gray blade, which had been stationary, quickly spun around, bringing a whistling air flow in the air.

The gray air currents in the air quickly dispersed to the surroundings, completely enveloping the three of them.

Feeling the aura emanating from the body, the blue-clothed young man's face suddenly turned pale, and his voice became a little panicked, and he said with a slight trembling: "I...... I, no malice...... Don't believe it, don't believe it, look at this! ”

The blue-clothed young man's face looked a little pale, and he raised his hands in a panic, raised them above his head, then raised his head, closed his eyes, and made a gesture of holding his hands to the sky.

Then, a faint light slowly lit up on the young man's body, and a wave of water patterns appeared around him for no reason at the same time.

A fist-sized spherical droplet appeared out of thin air in the center of the boy's hands.

"Hum—"

After the water balloon appeared in the air, it immediately made a low sound, and a slight fluctuation that was clearly visible to the naked eye quickly spread out in all directions.

"Space...... Enchanter? Yan Meng looked at the young man's actions, looked at it in surprise, and asked incredulously.

In the past month, Yan Meng has more or less learned about this academy - according to the teachers of the academy, among the various departments of magic, the water system has the most students, and the dark magic is the most difficult to learn, so the students of the dark department are relatively few, but the department with the smallest number of people is the space department of magic, which is known for its flexibility and weirdness-in the words of the "wind" old man of Yan Meng's wind system, "If the students of the dark system are an endangered species, then the space department is an extinct species-......

But now, there is an "extinct species" standing in front of me?

Yan Meng looked at the young man in blue, and his mouth unconsciously formed a circle.

After the water balloon appeared, the young man's face softened significantly, but he still stared nervously in the direction of the underworld, lest the underworld attack him.

At this time, after the fluctuations emitted by the water ball, the gray mist emitted around the underworld suddenly decreased a lot; The gray blade, which had been completely enveloped in mist, was now completely exposed in the air, shaking incessantly, like a demonstration, and from time to time emitting a dull luster.

"Whew......" The underworld took a deep breath, his expression seemed to be relaxed; After the water balloon appeared, the originally gloomy expression on the face of the underworld became much softened, and the fog on his body slowly faded, except for the gray blade in the air that still trembled and flickered.

Raising his head and looking at the blue water balloon in the air, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at the young man directly below the water balloon, and asked with a slightly gloomy and puzzled voice, "You...... Visible...... This one? ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the gray blade floating in the air.

Looking at Ying Qian nervously, and then turning his head to look at Yan Meng, who was looking at him suspiciously, the young man nodded and said with some fear: "Hmm...... You can see ......."

“…… See clearly? ”

“…… It's not particularly clear...... Just saw the shape...... It's a bit vague. ”

Feeling the gaze of the underworld staring at him completely, the young man felt that the gaze locked on him as if it were tangible, and a chill arose in his heart.

"See your weapon?" Yan Meng turned his head at this time and looked at the underworld suspiciously, his eyes full of incomprehensible light; Staring intently, Yan Meng looked at him as if he wanted to see something from him.

After staring at it for a long time, Yan Meng suddenly sighed and muttered in a low voice, "Alas...... That's what happened to those pieces of iron......

With that, Yan Meng turned around and walked in the direction of the young man, and continued to mutter, "It's still so mysterious...... Gloomy wood-faced man......"

In the end, Yan Meng deliberately glanced at the young man - seeing that the young man was still staring at the young man, and did not notice his low muttering, Yan Meng turned his head, smiled evilly, and walked quickly to the young man.

"Okay, don't be nervous," Yan Meng patted the boy on the shoulder and said lightly, "The knife won't hurt you...... Right, knives? ”

As he spoke, Yan Meng turned his head and asked with a smile, "Right, Knife-"

"Humph!" He looked at Yan Meng, then at the young man who was looking at him with some fear, snorted, and then waved his hand, bringing up a gust of wind to disperse all the gray mist in the air.

With a wave of his hand, the gray blade in the air slowly stopped its movements, and then suddenly lit up in the air, emitting a burst of dazzling gray light, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Yan Meng turned his head and looked at the young man with a smile, then stretched out his hand, patted the young man's shoulder, and said, "Look, what I said is good, right?" ”

The young man looked at the two people in front of him in a bit of a daze, his eyes a little dull; waited until Yanmeng patted himself before he woke up.

Looking at Yan Meng's relaxed smiling face, the young man could only smile reluctantly, and said at a loss: "Yes...... Right? ”

"Say, who are you, why are you here, and what is the purpose of being here?" A cold voice sounded, and the young man walked over with a serious face at this time, and asked the young man in a loud voice.

At this time, the face of the young man who came slowly was pale, and his voice was weak, and his black hair was wet with the drops of sweat that appeared on his head, and some of them were scattered on his forehead; His chest was heaving and heaving, and his right hand was gently attached to it, as if he had lost his strength.

"Knife...... What happened to you...... You okay? ”

Looking at the pale face of the underworld at this time, Yan Meng asked with some concern.

"I didn't ...... Nothing, don't worry. ”

Ying Qian waved his hand at Yan Meng, signaling him not to worry, and then raised his head, still staring at the young man and asked.

"This ......" The young man was stared at by the underworld, looking a little overwhelmed, the expression on his face kept changing, and the raised hands were slowly lowered, and then he stretched out his hand and said cautiously: "This, this classmate, are you okay......"

"Humph!" The Styx snorted angrily, opened the hand that the young man was outgoing with his other hand, and then said with a slight anger in his voice, "Say it quickly! What the hell are you here for? ”

"I ...... Let's treat your body first......" The young man didn't pay attention to the anger of the Styx, but instead stretched out his hand and volleyed at the water balloon in the air, and then slowly lowered his hand, pointing at the half-bent Stygian.

"Hum-" The water balloon in the air lit up slightly, and an azure light slowly fell down the young man's fingertips, and finally descended on the body of the underworld.

"Alright," the boy smiled slightly as he watched his body surrounded by blue light, and then swiped his hands in the air, and his body faintly lit up with a silver light—the water balloon in the air disappeared with the appearance of the silver light.

"Are you feeling better?" After finishing his business, the boy still smiled and asked the Stygian - there was no disgust for the Styx on his face, as if nothing had just happened.

"Huh?"

He straightened up, felt the abundant energy in his body, his eyes flashed with uncertainties, looked at the young man, and said in a low voice: "The magician of the water system? ”

"Space magician?"

Just as the Styx asked questions, another voice of doubt sounded at the same time.

"Huh?" The Styx sighed softly, turned his head suspiciously, and looked to the side.

On the side of the Stylist, Yan Meng was also looking at the Styx with a puzzled gaze - the two looked at each other, their eyes full of incomprehension.

"You're a space magician?"

"You're a water magician?"

Turning his head, Yan Meng and Ying asked the blue-clothed boy at the same time.

"I ...... This ......"

The young man looked at the two people who were asking questions at the same time, and suddenly felt a hurry, not knowing which one to answer first.

"Ahem!" Styx coughed, then turned his head, looked at Yan Meng and said, "...... You ask first...... Our problem is much the same. ”

Yan Meng looked at the young man and nodded, then turned his head, looked at the young man in blue, and asked tentatively, "You...... Who is it? What's your name? You're a space magician, right? ”

"Oh...... My name is ...... Fog flying. ”

The young man looked at Yan Meng and replied calmly.

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