The Temple of the Wind Secret Realm, the Valley of the Winds. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when Mu Ran and Mu Ning had just left, a blue-robed Feng Shui flow flew down to the Wind Valley, looking at the messy Wind Valley that was destroyed under the aftermath of the battle, his eyes first showed unbelievable horror, and then a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly searched everywhere for the figure of the Wind Hall Lord.

"Sister Qingli!

The call of Feng Shui Liu spread throughout the valley, but there was no clear response from the Lord of the Wind Temple.

"No..... Impossible, how could Sister Qingli be so powerful and die in the hands of that man?"

After searching for a while to no avail, Feng Shui Liu was almost desperate, took a deep breath, and the same high-ranking wind god personality in his body as Xia Wushuang bloomed with dazzling light, and one after another wind system divine power centered on his body, spreading out like ripples in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it spread all over the entire Wind Valley.

"Found it!"

Feng Shui Liu's divine consciousness instantly sensed the position of Feng Qingli, and his figure flew out, coming to the mound where Mu Ning rescued Mu Ran before, with a wave of palms, a gust of wind swept through, and the entire mound was blown away in an instant, and a person who fell to the ground in a coma also appeared in his eyes.

"Sister Qingli ......"

Feng Shui Liu naturally recognized Feng Qingli at a glance, and immediately reached out to help her, and used his divine power to point on Feng Qingli's forehead, and when the perception of divine power inquired about a trace of life fluctuations in Feng Qingli's divine personality, his face suddenly showed a trace of joy.

At this moment, other demigod members of the Wind God Temple in the outside world also flew in, and when they saw Feng Qingli who was seriously injured in Feng Shui Liu's arms, a trace of shock flashed in their eyes, no one could have imagined that Feng Qingli, the destruction storm that all forces on the continent were afraid of, could be seriously injured by a small thunder demigod.

Feng Shui Liu hugged Feng Qingli and glanced at the demigods of the Wind Temple, and ordered: "With their strength, it is impossible to escape from the Wind Valley silently, maybe there is some method to make it impossible for us to find them, send someone to guard the Wind Valley Once they appear here, notify me immediately." ”

"Since the hall master is injured, the Feng Shui Liu Lord is now the hall master of the Wind God Temple for the time being, we will follow your orders to guard the Wind Valley, and kill that thunder demigod and Mu Ning as soon as they come out. The two priests of the Temple of the Wind said.

"Yes. ”

Feng Shui Liu nodded, then looked at Feng Hyacinsha, a deep coldness flashed in his eyes, and ordered: "Go and investigate the Izumo Empire, and send the demigods of the Wind Temple and the strongest Sacred Domain powerhouses of the younger generation to the Izumo Empire, and destroy the Izumo Empire as soon as they have the opportunity, and force Mu Ning to come out." ”

"Yes. Kazeshin shook his head and agreed, but his heart was secretly cold, this time the Izumo Empire annoyed their Wind Temple, it is estimated that it will not be long before the demigods of the previous god generation who went out of the Wind Temple will return, but each of the demigods of the previous god generation has the strength of the demigod Nirvana realm, once this group of people launches an attack, it is estimated that they will destroy the Izumo Empire in one fell swoop, after all, the majesty of a temple is not something that a small empire can provoke.

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Elven Messenger's Sword Dance World, Alesia Academy.

It is a school where witches from all over the empire gather to train qualified elves. The walls are lined with beautiful courtyards, and the schoolhouses are lined with elegant minarets, like palaces where princesses live. In fact, that's pretty much it.

The elf envoy is a privilege limited to the girl of the ice clear jade, the elf contract. Those who can make contracts with some powerful elves and make them incarnate as their own swords to fight for themselves are called elven messengers. Therefore, almost all the students studying in this academy are real aristocratic ladies. There is no man at all, and each of them is equivalent to the existence of a princess.

Of course, just seven days ago, the first man appeared in the academy after the appearance of the former women's clothing boss Feng Zaoshenren.

The news spread like a gust of wind throughout the academy

.....

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone in along the windowsill, and the girl's curious and coquettish voice echoed in the corridor of the school building:

"Did you hear that? A few days ago, someone brought back a man and a woman from the Elemental Spirit Realm. ”

"Well, I heard that the girl is very beautiful, and the boy is very handsome. ”

A short-haired girl stretched out her hand and pointed to a room at the end of the schoolhouse's corridor: "Well, it is said that he is in the room of that schoolhouse." ”

"yes, I'd love to check it out. ”

......

On the white and soft big bed, Mu Ran listened to the sound outside, opened his eyes a little irritably, and the electromagnetic force stimulated his head, and the pain like a knife cut made him frown, stretched out his hand to cover his head, and muttered to himself: "It seems that the last time I forcibly hit the Heavenly Absolute Flash Rush, I was not lightly injured." ”

At this moment, a voice full of joy came from his ears: "Xiao Ran, are you awake?"

Mu Ran turned his head, and what greeted him was a pure and immaculate face, with exquisite facial features, and a pair of beautiful eyes like pure gems, and he couldn't see any filth in the world. Mu Ran lowered his head and looked down, and a pair of tall twin peaks came into his eyes.

Really, it looks big again.....

Combined with what he said just now, it is self-evident who the person in front of him is.

"Sister Mu Ning, your injuries are healed. Mu Ran looked at Mu Ning in front of him and asked in surprise.

"That's natural. ”

Mu Ning noticed Mu Ran's gaze and hurriedly straightened up, a trace of blush appeared on her cheeks, she glanced at Mu Ran, and said, "Stupid, you are so seriously injured, I just suffered a trace of aftermath, naturally I will be better than you sooner." ”

"Sister Mu Ning is fine. ”

Mu Ran scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, looked at the clean and tidy room, and said with some doubts on his face: "Sister Mu Ning, where are we?"

When Mu Ning heard this, she hooked the corners of her mouth and showed a beautiful smile on her face, stood in front of Mu Ran, straightened her chest, and said with a smile: "With this uniform on my body, can't you see where we are now?"

Mu Ran was slightly stunned, raised his head, the bright floor-to-ceiling windows projected a touch of sunlight, Mu Ning stood in the sun, her flawless face looked more crystal beautiful, wearing a pure white cool uniform, the pure white background was decorated with black threads, the chest was decorated with a golden bow-tie ribbon, instead of buttons and sewn on the elf talisman, from the gap between the black stockings and pleated skirts, you can see the round and straight long legs, full of temptation, the whole person is as beautiful and generous as an ingenious angel.

"This uniform ......"

Mu Ran swallowed his saliva, looked at Mu Ning with shock and looked at the room he was in, and asked in surprise, "Could it be that we are now the cultivation academy of the elven envoy of the noble lady?"