Feng Jiuge and Feng Qilin said goodbye and came back to get their clothes, and when they walked to the river, they couldn't move anymore, looking at the sturdy figure in the river in a daze, but they didn't expect Yan Zijiao's seemingly emaciated body to be so material.

Strong pectoral muscles and powerful arms, through the water, can vaguely see that his eight-pack abs are even, and further down is a tempting fishing line, but it is a pity that his body is slightly sideways, avoiding the most important part of male masculinity.

Even so, Feng Jiu Ge couldn't help but smack his lips and swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Yan Zijiao felt Feng Jiuge's breath, turned his head sideways, and saw him looking at him distractedly, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

"So intoxicated, didn't you bow down to the young master's male color?"

The words of flirting were close to his ears, Feng Jiu Ge subconsciously tightened his body, remembering that Fang Cai Yan Zi was arrogant, his cheeks immediately became hot, and his fist was raised back without hesitation.

"Transmutation!! What are you doing running around naked? ”

Yan Zijiao only felt a pain in his nose, and the nosebleed that had just stopped came out again, and when he turned around, he saw that Feng Jiu Ge had already flown away far away.

"Is it good that Young Master Ben has clothes on?" Stupid woman, she didn't even look back, how did she know he wasn't wearing clothes?

Fortunately, Feng Jiuge's strength was strong to a certain point, and she returned to the carriage in an instant, and when everyone found out her breath, she had already changed her clothes and came out of the carriage.

Cang Aicheng's gaze touched Feng Jiu Ge and couldn't help frowning slightly, there was obviously no one in the carriage just now, how could this woman come out of there?

And that powerful aura just now......

Feng Jiu Ge also found out that Cang Ai Cheng was a strange character, and it happened that Feng Qilin found the atmosphere between the two, and hurriedly introduced, "Jiu Ge, this is the tutor of the Magic Department of Canglan Academy, and he made a special trip to pick us up." ”

"In Xia Feng Jiuge, I have seen the teacher." Feng Jiu Ge arched his hands and saluted Cang Aicheng.

"Ahem!!" Feng Qilin's face is going to be green, these nine songs are too arrogant, where do women salute in this way?

Feng Jiu Ge also noticed it and smiled awkwardly.

However, Cang Aicheng's attention was not on Jiu Ge, only when she was still the same waste as before, and he didn't pursue her behavior too much, Princess Yan Ruoyi was his target.

The royal family of the Yanfeng Empire are all magicians, and Yan Ruoyi will also be assigned to the magician department when he arrives at Canglan Academy, so he just took this opportunity to have a good relationship with her, and then understand the real purpose of her coming here.

After this sudden incident, the eastern sky had already appeared white, and when Yan Zijiao returned, the large army was ready to set off.

He wanted to find Feng Jiuge to explain, but Feng Qilin left after handing over Loulan Zhengtai to him, looking at the little man in his arms, Yan Zijiao's forehead slipped a few black lines.

That's right, Jiu Ge has bathed this guy for the second time, why is this guy so good?

The group marched towards Canglan Academy, and the thieves who were not skilled before were secretly solved by the guards brought by Yan Ruoyi, but this time with the companionship of King Canglan Anding, there were no thieves to harass them.

Finally, when it was dark the next day, the Feng Jiu Ge Brigade rushed to Canglan Academy.

At the same time, Ming Chiye and Yan Hengyu also returned to the Red Flame Empire.

Although the 'King's Altar' was founded by the Red Flame Empire's Long Zhantian, the 'King's Altar' stronghold was not in the Imperial City, but on the towering half-cliff behind the Mad Demon Academy.

Half of the cliff is in a very advantageous location, and if you want to enter this place, you must pass through the Mad Demon Academy, and on the other side of the cliff is the abyss.

Known as the largest demonic beast deep forest in the Cloud Atlas Continent, the Black Forest is in the abyss below half of the cliff.

Although there is a saying in ancient times that the tower near the water gets the moon first, even the summoners of the 'King's Altar' did not dare to enter it easily, and it was dangerous and unpredictable.

The twelfth altar controlled by Shen Chi Ye is mainly responsible for refining matters, and it is the weakest of the twelve branch altars, but Shen Chi Ye likes to collect interesting things for Long Zhantian, so when he causes trouble everywhere, Long Zhantian will turn a blind eye.

But this time, he actually went to attack the carriage of the princess of the Yanfeng Empire, compared to this, what made him more concerned was that he actually came back seriously injured, if it was spread out, wouldn't the 'King's Altar' be laughed at?

Shen Chi Ye knelt on the ground, the wound in his chest ached faintly, feeling the constant feeling of oppression on the dragon chair, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

"It's fine if you die outside, but you're seriously injured and come back...... "He stopped in the middle of his sentence, as if he had stopped thinking about what to do with him.

It was obviously a very flat tone, but as soon as the man spoke, the air in the entire hall seemed to be withdrawn, and it was so oppressive that it was difficult for him to breathe.

The twelve altar masters of this 'King's Altar' are all freaks with excellent cultivation, and their personalities are even more different, and cannibalism often occurs, but even if someone dies, new members will soon be added.

Moreover, anyone in the Cloud Atlas Continent could take his place as long as he defeated the Altar Master.

These unwritten rules, Shen Chi Ye is not afraid, the only thing he is afraid of is the red-robed man on the throne, I am afraid that everyone in the 'King Altar' thinks the same as him.

But he couldn't die yet, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said boldly: "My subordinates are ashamed, but my subordinates have found a very interesting little thing for the lord, and I believe the lord will be interested!" ”

As soon as his voice fell, he felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and before he could defend himself, he was heavily shocked to the dragon pillar of the main hall, and he was unconscious in an instant.

Yan Hengyu, who was kneeling beside Ming Chiye, was shocked into a layer of cold sweat, and quickly pressed his head lower.

"Let's spare your life for the time being, if you can't satisfy the deity, there is no need for the Twelve Altar to exist."

Long Zhantian leaned lazily on the dragon chair, his slightly narrowed gaze was both good and evil, the perfect silhouette was handsome and abnormal, the evil handsome face was holding a dissolute smile, and a red robe was covered with a luxurious gauze and sultry style, just a glance was thrilling charm.

It's a pity that everyone present didn't dare to look at it directly, because they knew that it was just an illusion of the devil.