Fenghua asked Hongyue: "Sister Hongyue, isn't it possible for us not to go?"

Hongyue thought for a while and said a little sadly: "It's impossible, unless you are famous by the academy and go to all the previous cultivation to be a spurned waste in the future, because you will be left with a permanent mark of shame on your forehead and a cowardly word for a lifetime, so people are not willing to leave even if they die for the sake of honor." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Fenghua then asked, "Isn't there anyone wearing a mask to cover it up?" Hongyue sighed and said, "That special mark can't be concealed with a mask and the rest of the items, no matter how you hide it, it will be revealed." Fenghua listened carefully and nodded, thinking in his heart that if he got this potion, he would be comfortable, and those bad people would leave their crimes on their backs, and he couldn't help but be happy. Hongyue looked at this little guy who was still pondering at first, then turned into a snicker, and finally turned into a laugh, which was really strange, and hurriedly shouted: "Fenghua, Fenghua, are you scared stupid?" Fenghua heard Hongyue call herself, but she didn't hear it clearly, and said: "Sister Hongyue is a blessing or a curse, but she can't avoid it, what are you afraid of! There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." He took Hongyue's slender jade hand with his little hand and said sweetly: "Sister Hongyue, I'm hungry, let's go eat!" Fenghua touched his little deflated belly and looked at Hongyue coquettishly, Hongyue touched Fenghua's little head and said softly: "Let's go!" Fenghua clapped his hands and said, "Long live Sister Hongyue! So the two little girls went to the cafeteria to sweep around.

At the same time, in the dormitory of His Royal Highness the Holy Son, the femme fatale stood with her hands up, and Her Highness sat on the chaise longue made of snow foxes, enjoying the fruits peeled by the ladies, very lazy, and after a while, I saw that the priest's worried face began to drip, and small beads of sweat began to rise. Until he felt that the robe behind his back was wet with sweat and stuck to his back, how should His Highness arrange the task of the Magic Academy to complete the task in the Mobei Wasteland this time!

This kind of ordinary mission, why this time the group of old monsters have to use the surveillance to monitor all the children to watch this training. Did our methods be discovered by those old things a few times ago? At this time, His Highness didn't seem to react at all? Now it's time to make a list of teachers who know about it, if not now. When I set off in a month's time, it would be too late, and this kind of preparation should be prepared at this time of the year to get rid of who to write, what people to leave behind, and what people to fight! I have been waiting here for about four hours, and His Highness just does his own thing and does not pay attention to himself, nor does he rush himself away, I don't know if I have done something wrong recently.

The femme fatale couldn't help it, so she spoke: "Your Highness, how do you see the arrangement of this experience?" His Highness just put down the fruit in his hand. Put his hand in the basin next to him and enter the water, and wiped it clean with a snow-white handkerchief before signaling the attendants around him to step back before slowly getting up, staring at the femme fatale with straight eyes and not speaking. For a while, the air in this room instantly became cold, and the femme fatale could only close her mouth and stand there tightly in a cold sweat, and she had not seen such eyes from His Highness for many years.

His Highness the Holy Son suddenly closed his eyes, looked at his eyes and opened them all at once after they were closed, and asked, "What are you doing here?" The priest said with some panic: "Your Highness, how will Your Highness arrange the trial next month?" His Highness rolled his eyelids and looked at the priest: "This year, those old monsters came out to see that they were asked for by the Great Highness, it seems that our method has been discovered by them in the past few years and now there is a fear, this trial may be a bloody Mobei!"

His Royal Highness still sat there relatively calmly, looking at the femme fatale, only a faint smile on his lips. This was a sign before His Highness was about to go on a killing spree, saying, "If they want to do it in the Mobei Wasteland, then we can do it in the City of the Temple." Hehe!" the femme fatale asked a little puzzled: "Your Highness's meaning is not fully understood, and your Highness is asked to make it clear." ”

"Clearly, well, since they want the lives of those little children, let's give them to him! We'll gather all our strength around us, and when they come back, we'll be able to clean up a group of more mature backbones. Do you understand?" The femme fatale then asked, "Are the children gone?" "Let them be!" After thinking for a moment, "What happened to the little one I brought back?" The priestess replied respectfully, "According to the people over there, she was placed in the lower class according to her qualifications and background. I studied diligently, and I didn't come out of the library for more than half a month, although I only read the pictures of all the books on the second floor of the entire library. "Then how was the completion of that mission when you entered the magic academy?" The femme fatale just didn't want to tell the truth about this mission, because then she would pay attention to that little guy, and this time the things in the Mobei Wasteland would be afraid of changes. Then it will disrupt His Highness's plan, but now that His Highness has asked, he has no choice but to say!" It is to find the root lumps of green vines. After entering the Dark Forest alone, she not only found the roots of the green vine needed for her mission, but also helped the low-level children who were required by the academy to complete the task before they could continue their studies in school. In the end, the children in the lower class who came out alive completed the task and stayed, and when she came back, she didn't show anything. Rather, the rest of the children told the teacher. Also, it's very strange that it seems to have some connection with the Keith family, I heard that less than a week after coming to the school, Young Master Keith invited her to order a large table in the most expensive restaurant in the school, and more than thirty dishes are very wasteful and extravagant!" The Holy Son read lightly: "The Keith family, the Keith family, how is it possible! You go down and check this matter carefully, the person we want to use can't have any concerns, what happened to the person you put next to that little guy." The priest said, "The person I let go must be very reliable, Your Highness, rest assured." The subordinates of the Keith family must go to investigate, but there is still something unknown to the subordinates. His Highness the Holy Son said, "Say it!" The femme fatale lowered her head and asked, "Your Highness, your subordinates don't understand why you want to talk about this little?" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by His Highness and said, "Don't talk about this matter, don't mention it again! The femme fatale suddenly shuddered and only replied with one word: "Yes." Then the priest shook his head again, it is better not to have so many things, remember that the previous high priest is a lot of things to disappear inexplicably, it is better to hurry up and do things and come back, seeing the expression on His Highness's face today and the appearance of the past few days, only those who are familiar with him know what is called the calm before the storm and the mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings and is about to start killing again, and the city of the temple must have another bloody storm.

Fenghua asked Hongyue if there was any way to speed up his progress in the near future, if he was in the realm of the Great Magister, then if he went to the Mobei Wasteland, then he also had the ability to protect himself, and he could also protect Sister Hongyue, who is now an intermediate magician, otherwise it would be very dangerous, although it was okay to practice until he went to that place, but he still had Sister Hongyue, and his classmates listened to the words of the afternoon, and he also knew that this group of people was used to send death, if you don't want to die, you can only rely on yourself, not others。

Hongyue pondered for a moment before saying: "We don't have so many points to go to the room dedicated to practice, we can't afford to use a consumption of five hundred points that disappears, the recent experience can only be practiced in the dark forest, if the magician doesn't practice in actual combat, he will definitely die when he arrives in the Mobei Wasteland." "Anyway, either you will force yourself to death or you will be forced to die by others, one is active, the other is a passive mentality. If you can see how many people can survive, you can only rely on this special training for nearly a month! Fenghua asked Hongyue: "Sister Hongyue, how many people are in our low-level class?" Hongyue thought for a while and said: "The students in the low-level class who are still in the school are all alive in our class, and there are only twenty-three people left, or are there so many after connecting with you." "Oh" Fenghua touched his little chin and thought for a while, and asked: "Sister Hongyue, the classmates in your practice class will come to the classroom tomorrow and wait, I have something to tell you." Hongyue looked at Fenghua's serious eyes strangely and said, "Fenghua, what do you want to say to them?" Fenghua said coquettishly: "Sister Hongyue, okay? I'll go ahead first and have some things to do, see you tomorrow Sister Hongyue!" Saying that, Fenghua rushed to his dormitory building, searched and synthesized all the information about the dark forest in his mind, and began to draw a map of the dark forest with paper and pen, thinking about the training plan while drawing, we must improve our own cultivation and cooperation ability to the greatest extent in a month, so that we can have a greater chance of coming back alive when we go to the Mobei Wasteland, the students in my class are basically intermediate magicians, and it is really a bit difficult to reach the level of the great magician, and I have to do a questionnaire tomorrow and talk to those classmates one by one, and I must use mind reading and other dark magic that I know。 (To be continued.) )