As the phantom of the beast slowly emerged behind Xiao Meng, Xiao Meng's figure seemed to become a little illusory, she took out a silver dagger from Shang Tongjing, this dagger was obviously much more precious than the one thrown before, Xiao Meng took it out and held it in his hand, constantly refining Shang Yuan, and pouring it into this dagger.

The beast behind her was a wind wolf, different from ordinary wind wolves, Xiao Meng's eyes flashed with the same bright silver light as a dagger, making it swift and noble in it. The royal family of the country of Xun kept this wolf in captivity, and the first beast of every royal family member was also this kind of wolf.

Xiao Meng's mind flashed some past events in an instant, that was when she was ten years old, before entering the Returning Dust Stream, she absorbed the essence blood of the beast for the first time. That morning, the nervous mood spread all over her body, she secretly heard the palace maids and sisters who served her talk about this matter, other royal relatives will feel as if they have been cut by several blades after absorbing the essence blood of the beast, because the beast is fed with a special meat feed, in order to make them have a noble ability to distinguish from mortal wind wolves, this ability gradually penetrates into their bloodline, it is regarded as a man-made "noble" wind wolf, only by absorbing the essence and blood of this wind wolf, can it be worthy of the noble identity of the royal family of Xunzhi country.

It sounds a little ridiculous, but Xiao Meng doesn't think so, her mood is invaded by nervousness, and the special nutritious breakfast on the table is only eaten in two bites, and the palace maids who watched it were a pity. Because she seems a little helpless in the face of unknown things, so when she is nervous, people will constantly close themselves, Xiao Meng doesn't want to do anything now, she just wants that process to come quickly, and then she bites her eyes and persists for a few uncomfortable days, and she can happily do what she wants......

Suddenly someone pushed the door open, the palace maids hurriedly knelt down, Xiao Meng was a little happy, it was his imperial brother, the lord of the country of Xun, the wind of the country of Xun was colder than other countries, but the imperial brother was like a mountain in her heart. The royal brother is fifteen years older than her, and the feeling that the eldest brother is like a father may be just a joke in the eyes of other people's sisters, but for Xiao Meng, it is a perfect confirmation. Their father died in the confrontation with the Yi people, the eighteen-year-old royal brother was ordered to support the country, the country of Xun must fight with the Yi people all year round because of its location, the whirlpool of war swallowed the lives of countless people, but since the royal brother ascended the throne, he plunged into the whirlpool like a needle of the sea god, so that the whirlpool stopped, and the country of Xun signed an agreement with the Yi people, obtained a short period of peace, and the royal brother was admired by all the people.

He is everyone's hero and Xiao Meng's hero.

"Are you ready?"

Since then, no matter what Xiao Meng does, as long as the imperial brother is there, she feels very down-to-earth, and this time it is the same, she stood up and nodded at the imperial brother, the light outside the house was pushed open and shone in, and the imperial brother's figure was a little difficult to see in the light, but it was even more magnificent.

"Is it okay to eat so little?"

"It's okay, I can do it. ”

The imperial brother nodded, turned around and walked out the door, Xiao Meng obediently followed him.

"Meng'er, do you know why the royal family wants to keep these silver wolves in captivity?"

The evolved Wind Wolf is called the Silver Wolf, in order to distinguish it from the normal Wind Wolf. Xiao Meng didn't know and shook his head.

"You are very lucky, before you, to absorb the essence blood of the silver wolf, you had to fight it yourself, and then kill it, so that you were eligible to advance to the ranks, now you just need to sit there and absorb it. ”

Xiao Meng is still young, and she doesn't know much about the government affairs in the palace, she only remembers hearing the palace maids and sisters say that because the war has subsided, the royal family no longer needs to be ruthless and decisive, so the royal brother abolished this rule, and now think about it, the imperial brother seems to be the last person to experience a fight with the silver wolf.

Thinking about this or that, Xiao Meng finally followed the imperial brother to the Beast Blood Field, which was a place dedicated to raising and absorbing silver wolves.

"Go in, be brave, it's nothing. ”

"Hmm. ”

After doing the ideological struggle all the way, especially after knowing the experience of the imperial brother, Xiao Meng was no longer nervous, and her eyes became firm, but when she looked at the imperial brother, the imperial brother's eyes flashed with complex but mainly disgusted emotions.

How did he suddenly recall this kind of past, Xiao Meng was a little surprised, the time to think was fast, but the opponent was already close. The swamp gas he exhaled enveloped Xiao Meng, and if he was completely trapped, he would definitely lose the game due to suffocation. But Xiao Meng moved instantly, a killer never needed to charge up her moves, and when she acted, she would not give the target a chance to breathe. Xiao Meng waved the dagger, and the swamp gas was instantly dispersed by her strength, and three silver wind blades overlapped and swept towards the opponent in a rice shape.

Dance of the Silver Arc

Her opponent was facing the powerful skills honed by the royal family of the Sunno Kingdom over the centuries of battle, but the man's face was still hidden in the shadows, and it was hard to tell if he took it seriously. However, the moment the Silver Arc Dance slashed at him, it seemed that he sensed danger, and the miasma was withdrawn to the person's body, and Xiao Meng mistakenly thought that it was his own strength that dispersed the miasma.

Ze attributes are really offensive and defensive attributes, whether it is a miasma or miasma, that person can freely manipulate them to attack and defend. However, judging from the fact that he withdrew the miasma instead of continuing the attack, it seemed that this man did not have the courage to die together.

The silver arc is submerged in the miasma, this miasma can defend against the hidden weapon, even if it can defend against slashing, the advancement of the silver arc dance is sluggish, but the powerful skills honed by the royal family of Xunzhi Country on the battlefield for hundreds of years can not be easily defended, and the next moment the miasma is cut like a knife cutting through cloth, and the man took advantage of this moment to adjust his position, and he actually wanted to break out of the air attack of the slash! It seems that he is indeed confident in his physical ability. But when he took this pose, the corners of Xiao Meng's mouth rose slightly.

Fooled!

The three wind blades overlapping the Silver Arc Dance suddenly dispersed, and swept towards the person's body, if the Silver Arc Dance was just an ordinary slash, the royal family of the Xun Country would inevitably be a little inferior, and the reason why it was powerful was because of these two split blades. Even Xiao Meng himself can't control the direction of the split blade, and the opponent is even more unpredictable, so at such a distance, it is impossible to dodge.

Sure enough, under such an offensive, that person was finally hit, Xiao Meng couldn't help but be a little amazed, the opponent was able to stalemate with her for so long, it seems that this Holy Spirit Sect should have hidden some strength in the previous game. The man had done everything he could to reduce the damage, but the Dance of the Silver Arc still scratched his left shoulder, right waist, and the outside of his right leg, which was not fatal, but it was a decisive advantage for a match.

Watching the game, the men of the Linyuan team jumped up excitedly, and it seemed to anyone that this had basically decided the direction of the game.

In the VIP seat, the elders of the major sects were also chatting hotly.

"Elder Feng Zhen is really not old, and the disciples he trained are all so good. ”

Although the members of the Linyuan team acted very low-key, Xiao Meng had a prominent status after all, so most of the elders present knew about her situation, and they also knew that Xiao Meng was Feng Zhen's disciple, so they praised and boasted about it.

"Hehe, Meng'er is talented and intelligent, and today's achievements are all made by her own efforts, and it has nothing to do with me, an old man. ”

Elder Feng Zhen was in a particularly good mood today, he had been immersed in a kind of grief for the past few days, and the surrounding Yi Clan technology was upsetting to look at, coupled with the fact that the Guichen Flow had just experienced a calamity, and the team he led had poor results and little hope of qualifying, he had been unable to raise his head among the elders in the past few days. Today, finally, his disciples stood up and let him raise his eyebrows, Elder Feng Zhen hurriedly put on a smiling old face and talked with all the elders, an old mouth opened and closed, like a blooming chrysanthemum, and the sound of the elders talking was also like a joyful movement.

"Such a good disciple, why isn't he in the team of returning to the dust?"

Suddenly, a discordant note was inserted, if Elder Feng Zhen hadn't estimated the face of others, he would have already burst out, he turned his head to see which thing that didn't have long eyes and couldn't speak, and when he turned his head, he found that it was an old ghost of Hongying who was older and he didn't know how many generations, oh no, it was Elder Hongying. hurriedly smiled and explained:

"Elder Hongying doesn't know anything, alas...... This kid is older and has a lot of ideas, and my old guy doesn't listen to what he says, and others say something nice and he is cheated away. ”

Elder Feng Zhen shook his head and sighed, looking helpless as an old father watching his daughter get married. Hongying just laughed casually, and ended the topic with a few casual hums.

Just as they were talking, Xiao Meng had already scratched her opponent Zhong Jinsong, and Zhong Jinsong retreated mechanically, although there was no trace of expression, but obviously the limb injury had affected him a lot. Xiao Meng naturally wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, taking advantage of the victory to chase and beat the water dogs, but the next moment a hint of danger appeared in her mind, this was not her natural ability to foresee the future, it was just an instinctive intuition, looking down, the mire that should have been in the distance had appeared at her feet at some point.

She didn't even notice it in the slightest, because the mire was coming around from behind, while they were fighting. This quagmire gave her the feeling that she was like an assassin of the same level as her, who could quietly lurk behind her, how could this be possible? Has this person's kung fu in controlling the quagmire reached this point? But the situation is critical, and Xiao Meng must quickly get out of it.

The pitch-black mire, as if opening a bloody mouth, wanted to swallow Xiao Meng into it, Xiao Meng jumped and wanted to leave the area from the air, but after all, it was the mire that made the first move, Xiao Meng didn't have time to get out of the mire, and was grabbed by it at the last moment.