"I, yet, no, yes, lose. Word by word squeezed out between her teeth, Shilan once again raised her wand and aimed it at Smoke.

"Your hunger for victory is amazing, and your strength is strong enough among A-rank magicians, if it weren't for the fact that I was also burdened with reasons why I couldn't lose, I would actually be happy to give you this victory," Smoke's eyelids drooped, and his long eyelashes twitched, "But I'm sorry, I want nine wins, and each victory is precious to me." ”

"I said, I'm still there, no, lose!" In front of Shi Lan, a finger-thick book appeared, and with the slow turning of the pages, the entire ring instantly snowed with goose feathers, and the red and black that originally covered the ring retreated to the feet of the smoke as soon as it touched the snowflakes, and the emerald green enchantment that shrouded the ring also began to flash and become unstable, even if the four magic association personnel under the ring tried hard to control it, it was difficult to resist the interference brought by "Snow Song".

The audience's eyes suddenly became hot.

The original canon, that is a treasure that all magicians crave.

"Original?" With a soft shout, Ling Jianfeng's figure suddenly appeared, he quickly stabilized the enchantment, and then looked at the location of Liu Ye, Ouyang Gu, and Tang Yin.

"Director Yan really dotes on his granddaughter. He walked up to the three of them and said with a smile, "Isn't it afraid of losing something like the original canon for an A-level magician to be brought to a place like the rating conference?"

"It's not your turn to take care of the affairs of Century Dawn. Tang Yin took a step forward and stood in front of Liu Ye and Ouyang Gu.

"Hmph, and Shen Qingshuang are simply carved out of the same mold. Ling Jianfeng seemed to have little interest in the battle in the ring, and he didn't even look at it, "I advise you, this year's rating conference is mixed, some people want to muddy the waters, some people want to fish in troubled waters, and some people want to make a profit. ”

Ling Jianfeng left, Liu Ye looked at Ouyang Gu and then at Tang Yin, thinking of the previous conversation between Ouyang Gu and this "Sword of Judgment", it could be seen that the two of them had a deep hostility towards Ling Jianfeng, but the other party's attitude seemed to be a little ambiguous.

"In that operation fifteen years ago, when Ling Jianfeng was not an executive officer, he was the emergency liaison officer responsible for delivering information to Century Dawn. Tang Yin said, "You already know the results of that operation, and no news has come out." ”

The investigation report was eventually characterized as an accidental exposure of Century Dawn, and he played a big role in it. Ouyang Gu's tone was cold, only when it came to his parents, he would show his current cold appearance, "Not only that, but in the process of my investigation of that matter, he has been obstructing it in every possible way as an executive officer, and once vetoed the proposal to reopen the case file." ”

"You mean, Ling Jianfeng is a 'ghost' within the Magic Association?"

"It can only be said that there is this possibility. Tang Yin shook his head, "The 'Sword of Judgment' is the one responsible for punishment among the enforcement officers, representing the fairness and justice of the Magic Association, if he is a 'ghost', then there is almost no hope that the truth of this matter will be revealed." ”

"Ahem~" The coughing sound in the ring interrupted the conversation of the three of them, close to their ears.

It is Matsushita smoked.

The ice and snow storm set off by the original canon forced Matsushita to retreat to the edge of the ring, and this was only because Shilan was unable to perfectly control the spontaneous attack power generated by the original canon.

It's not that she hasn't read the manuscript of "Snow Song", but the power from the original text itself is too vast, and it is impossible for her to resist it through counter-interpretation.

Compared to the troubled smoke, Shi Lan's condition surrounded by ice and snow is not much better, she stands on the phoenix eye with the original text, although the ice and snow storm has not affected her, but the majestic magic that erupts from the pages of the book has stirred up the magic flow route in her body into a mess, the dizziness of detachment and the excitement generated by the abundance of power exist in the girl's mind at the same time, these two contradictory feelings are intertwined, and finally become a simple and pure nausea.

Liu Ye, who handed over the "Song of Snow" to her, didn't expect that it would be so difficult to control the power of an original text, and Tang Yin and Ouyang Gu didn't know this either, because there were really few magicians who had fought with the original text, maybe their parents had experience, but they didn't have time to pass it on to them.

Liu Ye and the three of them couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly, they only knew that Panasonic was still struggling to support in the storm, and they thought that Shilan now had the initiative and advantage.

As the storm intensified, the pages of "Snow Song" flipped rapidly, and blue ribbons pierced through the paper and broke into the surrounding snow, which was the manifestation of the magic of materialization, the manifestation of the magic to the extreme.

Shi Lan's eyes were gradually infected with ice blue, the ownerless rage of magic was wearing away her consciousness, and the ice and snow had covered her body, and to others, it was a beautifully shaped ice sculpture.

"This is the last time, the last help Karn can give. "The Song of Snow" stopped suddenly, and the page it turned suddenly split into three pages, and a crystal blue-white ball of light floated out from the middle page, and a messy silk thread was beating in the ball, and an ethereal female voice came out of it.

The appearance of the ball of light instantly calmed down the restless magic around it, and the snowflakes froze in mid-air as if they had been pressed the static button, and the howling wind suddenly turned into a trickling stream, surrounding the girl who had turned into an ice sculpture.

"Snow Song" floated up to the light ball, like a domestic cat that had been separated from its owner for a long time, gently rubbing the edge of the light ball.

"Karn is dead, don't be nostalgic anymore. The voice said to "Snow Song", and then, a pale golden point of light flew out of the ball of light and fell into Shi Lan's eyebrows, "Be obedient, follow her." ”

"Uh-huh......" The ice blue in Shi Lan's pupils gradually faded, and the ice attached to her body also melted away, she snorted softly and came to her senses, "Snow Song" was quietly suspended in front of her, no longer frantically turning back and forth, but closed it steadily,

The ball of light had lost its tracks, as if it had never existed.

Kahn Modi, the stunning blue-haired girl hundreds of years ago and the author of the original "Snow Song", has completely dissipated the last trace of this world.

No one knows, and no one is sentimental.

All people pay attention to is the original texts she left behind.

Fortunately, Kahn Modi doesn't care about any of that.

"Just ...... What happened?" Mu Shilan opened her left hand, and "Snow Song" automatically flew back into her hand, the surrounding ice and snow storm had stopped, and Matsushita's body appeared on the edge of the ring, and she used the flower umbrella in front of her, but it was still frozen into an ice sculpture to no avail.

"I ...... Win?"

"Zizi, Zi~" At the foot of the smoke, a red and black flower on the other side was in full bloom, the ice and snow on her body were melting rapidly, and wisps of steam came out of her clothes.