"You said that," Fogfly nodded, "Can you tell me what you're looking for?" ”

"Well," Styx suddenly laughed, "I don't need to tell you this, you'll see you soon." ”

"Oh? Is it? Wu Fei listened to Ming's answer, and knew in his heart that no matter how much he asked, he couldn't ask the result, so he had to laugh self-deprecatingly and respond: "Then I'll wait and see." ”

Listening to Wu Fei's response, Stygian didn't say anything, just stared at Wu Fei quietly.

"What's wrong?" Looking at the gaze that fell on him, Wu Fei asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

“…… It's nothing," stared at it for a long time, shook his head with a smile, and said, "I just don't feel like a teenager child, everything is polite and thoughtful, and you are a thoughtful adult." ”

Listening to the Stygian's evaluation of himself, Wu Fei was also stunned, then smiled calmly, shook his head, and explained, "Maybe that's the case; I've been attending all kinds of grand occasions with my grandfather since I was six years old, and I've developed this habit over time. ”

“…… Your grandfather's expectations for you are really high. Styx looked at Wu Fei and shook his head helplessly.

"That's what I thought too," Misty nodded with a smile and agreed with Styx; Then, Wufei turned his head, looked at the hut, and asked with a smile, "So, who looks like a teenager?" ”

Stygian watched Wufei's movements, and he also turned his head to look at the hut in the garden.

"Blue Wind!" Stygian Mist Fei looked at the hut and said the answer in his heart in unison.

After saying that, the two turned their heads, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time......

……

The cold wind drifted by, containing a trace of coldness, and in the originally dense and lush woods, a thick blanket of leaves had accumulated, except for a few evergreen trees, it seemed that all the leaves on the trees had fallen, and a little bleak was spread on the ground.

Between the bare trees, a splendid caravan was moving forward; The wheels rolled over the fallen leaves, and there was a rustling sound, and it was even more cold.

"Lin, how long is it?" In the carport, a woman wrapped in a light green veil asked softly, "It's really boring to sit in the car." ”

"Half a day is coming, Lan Lan, be patient," a deep voice sounded - beside the woman, a middle-aged man with a quiet appearance and medium stature stretched out his hand to take the woman into his arms, and replied with a smile: "There is no need to be anxious, even if we arrive in the Diheng Empire, we will have to wait for a while, after all, it is a little early." ”

"What's early?" When the woman heard the man's words, she immediately broke free from the man's arms and said angrily: "For such an important matter, you have to prepare early, how can this be said to be early?" This is related to the fame of the seven magic clans of the Big 6! You're always like this, don't take things to heart! ”

"Okay, okay, what Lan Lan said," listening to the woman's complaint, the man laughed, stretched out his hand again, and hugged the woman in his arms, "It's not early, it's not early, we must get there a month ago, sit down and be well prepared!" ”

The two people in the car are Zilin, the patriarch of the Fengyi clan, and his wife Qinglan; A few days ago, Qinglan, who heard that the blood flame had disappeared, planned to go to the Diheng Empire to explore the truth and visit her children by the way, but she thought that she had just returned from there and the road was too monotonous, so she thought that the big 6 seven magic clans would prepare for the selection and rehearsal in a month, and pulled her husband to go with her; At this time, in the car, Qinglan heard Zilin secretly complaining, and her heart suddenly became unhappy, so she stretched out her arm, put her hand on Zilin's thigh, and twisted it vigorously.

"Ahh It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ...... Zilin was pinched like this, and suddenly tears of pain fell, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, "I, I know it's wrong, Lan, Lan Lan, let it go, I, I won't say it, don't say it......"

"Patriarch, what's wrong? Are you alright? Hearing the shouting in the car, the servant of the Feng clan who was driving the car hurriedly turned the curtain and asked loudly.

"Shut up! Put the curtain down! Zi Lin endured the pain, pretended to be serious, waved his hand, and scolded, "What should I do, why should I go!" ”

In the car, Qinglan smiled with satisfaction when she heard that Zilin's suit had softened, and then let go of her hand.

"Lin, when are the clansmen coming?" Qinglan leaned her head on Zilin's shoulder, closed her eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"A week or so before the conference." Zilin put his hand on Qinglan's head, stroked it lightly and replied, "This time I asked all the elders of the clan to come, there should be no problem." ”

"Well, that's good," Qinglan opened her eyes, nodded, and said, "This time, they must see the strength of our Feng clan...... Let's settle the past at this conference! ”

"......" Zilin stroked Qinglan's head lightly, and didn't say much, just sighed lightly and shook his head lightly.

“…… Flame Peak, Ice and Snow Temple...... Wait and see. In Zilin's arms, Qinglan closed her eyes and said to herself.

Skywalker 6, Alliance Academy.

As the top comprehensive academy of the Diheng Empire that focuses on magic practice, the Alliance Academy has always had strict rules and regulations, regulating the words and deeds of the people in the academy - just like the fishing nets used for fishing, although there will always be some so-called fish that slip through the net, but after all, there are very few, and most of them will always be in the net - this is the case with the Alliance Academy, even if it is a strict rule and regulations, but there will always be people who will take advantage of it and the like, but on the whole, the atmosphere in the academy is quite positive.

The end of the year is approaching, and the originally calm and orderly environment in the Alliance Academy has gradually become lively - the year-end meeting, which is one of the most solemn events in the college, has officially begun; At this time, almost everyone in the academy rushed and walked towards the largest assembly hall of the Alliance Academy in a hurry and a little confusion.

In the somewhat chaotic crowd, the three of them had just walked out of their small courtyard; Lan Feng quickly closed the courtyard door, then turned around, raised his hands above his head, stretched his waist happily, and shouted with a little excitement: "Guan-okay!" Quick, Knife, Fog Fly, let's go! ”

Wu Fei looked at Lan Feng's excited appearance, nodded helplessly, and said with a smile: "Lan Feng, your spirit is really enough, you have always been sleepy when you come out at this time." ”

"Huh? Have it? Hearing Wu Fei's words, Lan Feng turned his head, smiled, and then said a little embarrassedly: "...... Well, I don't usually go to class at this time. ”

"Today, I might imagine going to class." Wu Fei looked at Lan Feng amusedly, shook his head, and then replied mysteriously.

(End of chapter)