"Can you see these three knives?"

In the glow of the blood-red sunset, Ying Yan pointed behind him and asked Yan Meng with a serious expression.

"Hmmm! Visible! Yan Meng nodded and said affirmatively, "Three knives, behind your back." ”

Then, Yan Mengmian continued suspiciously, "However, it looks a little strange. ”

"Huh? Odd? ”

Ying Qian frowned and looked at Yan Meng in confusion.

"Well, you see, you don't even have a hilt."

As he spoke, Yan Meng stretched out his hand, pointed to the knife suspended in the air, and said seriously: "I heard my father say that although magicians can use various magic elements to control their weapons, this will consume a lot of mana...... Moreover, the weapons of ordinary magicians are magic wands, so how do you use knives? ”

"It's not mine," Stygian glanced at Yan Meng lightly, and then said in a sigh, "At least not yet...... Moreover, this is not a knife ......"

After speaking, the underworld raised his right hand and spread his palm; A nearly invisible dark black air flow instantly appeared in the palm of his hand, slowly spinning.

Then, as if being pulled by the black air current, the three "knives" floating behind the Stygian flew to the palm of the Stygian's hand, and then jumped in the air as if they were alive.

"Look." He stretched out his hand and motioned for Yan Meng to see the knife floating in his palm.

"Hehe, how do you know what I want to see?" Yan Meng looked at the underworld and immediately grinned, "Thank you." ”

"Look, there's no chance in the future." He glanced at Yan Meng, then closed his eyes lightly: he thought to himself: "I really didn't expect Yan Meng to be able to see it...... I found it so quickly, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse......"

Then, Shen Yan opened his eyes, half-opened and looked at Yan Meng, whose eyes flashed with a strange light, and suddenly sighed secretly in his heart: "The wheel of fate? It's irresistible...... Yanmeng, Yanmeng, do you know that curiosity can harm yourself......"

Thinking in his heart, Ying Ling's eyes gradually became cold as he watched Yan Meng, and then slowly raised his left hand.

At this time, Yan Meng was engrossed in looking at the three short knives floating in the hands of the Stygian - the three knives looked the same: although the length of the blade was about two feet, the length of the willow-shaped blade at its widest point was only three inches; Although the setting sun dyed the blade red, it could still be seen that the half-moon-shaped blade was faintly glowing with a dull gray glow; As Yan Meng said, there is no place for the three knives to be mastered at all - there are blades on both sides of the blade, and the place where the handle should have been turned into a peak like the tip of a long sword, and it looks as if it is used to pierce something.

"Hmm......" Yan Meng held his chin and carefully studied the knife in his hand, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking.

"How? Have you finished reading it? ”

Ying Ying looked at Yan Meng coldly and said in a low voice.

"Look...... It's over, but I think it's incredible......" Yan Meng heard the question, straightened up, closed his eyes, shook his head, and said unhurriedly.

"Really...... Let's take our time......"

Stygian stretched out his left hand and slowly pressed towards Yan Meng—at this time, a pitch-black ball of light floated silently in Stygian's hand, constantly spinning.

"Hmm......" Yan Meng closed his eyes and nodded his head incessantly, as if he had thought of something, and he didn't know what he was humming in his mouth.

Looking at Yan Meng, who couldn't stop nodding in front of him, the left hand that he had originally pressed gradually stopped, and the black ball of light in his hand disappeared.

"Alas...... Forget it, it can't be ...... like this"

He sighed in a low voice, casually put down his left hand, and whispered to himself, "These...... It's all irrelevant......"

At this time, it was as if he had made a major decision in his heart, the grim expression on his face suddenly disappeared, and the gaze towards Yan Meng became normal.

"Have you finished reading it? I'm going to put it away when I'm done. At this time, Ying Ying looked at Yan Meng and immediately smiled.

"Well—I've finished reading," Yan Meng opened his eyes, and suddenly looked at Ying Ling with a strange gaze, and said suspiciously, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Nothing." Still smiling, he said lightly: "After you finish reading, then I'll put it away." ”

Before the words fell, the right hand of the Stygian shook slightly, and the three weapons that were originally floating in the air dissipated like morning mist.

"W-what's going on?" Yan Meng looked at the dissipated weapon and was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that you also know space magic?" ”

"Alright, let's go back first." Styx beckoned to Yan Meng and said, "Let's go back and talk about this." ”

After saying that, the stygian took a step forward and walked towards the residence of the two.

Yan Meng looked at the underworld, turned his head and snorted softly, as if disdainfully: "Cut, it's still the same!" ”

Looking up at the sun that had already set in the west, Yan Meng trotted all the way back with the underworld.

……

Tianxing Continent, Lijian Town.

In a relatively richly decorated room, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was walking anxiously around the room at the moment.

"Someone! Come on! The middle-aged man shouted anxiously.

Outside, a young man dressed as a waiter walked in.

"The order went down, and ordered someone to report the news to the provincial capital, and at the same time intensify the search, and the people who were in the possession went to find ...... If you can't find it, you don't have to come back! ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand and ordered in a somewhat angry manner.

"Yes, sir!" The young waiter looked at the angry appearance of the middle-aged man in front of him, and immediately silenced, said no more, and then retreated as if he had been amnestied.

After the servant left, the middle-aged man walked around the room anxiously with his hands behind his back.

"Damn, it's been a day...... What the hell is going on with this Bloodflame Clan! The middle-aged man walked to the table, picked up the paper on the table, looked at it again and again, and then slammed it on the table, and said to himself: "How can I find it when it disappears silently like this!" ”

Two days ago, the monarch of the Diheng Empire came to Lijian Town in person and bluntly said that he wanted to meet Yan Feng, the patriarch of the Blood Flame Clan; The middle-aged man, as the local manager of Lijian Town, learned that the emperor of the empire was coming, and hurriedly sent someone to the Blood Flame Mansion to invite Yanfeng, and at the same time he greeted the emperor of the empire, intending to show his political achievements before the arrival of Yanfeng, so as to climb up...... Unexpectedly, when his subordinates came back, they said that the Blood Flame Mansion was gone! This sentence shocked the middle-aged man's face pale, and he had to hurriedly reprimand the envoy "Don't talk nonsense", and then asked the emperor to go to the Blood Flame Mansion with him to see Yanfeng.

When he came to the Blood Flame Mansion, the middle-aged man suddenly wanted to faint - seeing that the place where the Blood Flame Mansion was originally located had turned into a lush forest, the administrator of Lijian Town immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness - the crime of neglecting orders and bullying the king

, enough to make yourself lose a hundred heads.

However, the emperor of the empire was very "forgiving" himself, and just smiled and said, "Very good, no one has teased me for a long time, you are very bold...... In this way, give you seven days, and if you can't find the whereabouts of Blood Flame within seven days, you can think about the consequences for yourself. ”

After saying that, the emperor turned away, leaving only the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground stupidly looking at him.

"Playing the king? I didn't even think about it! The middle-aged man wanted to cry without tears at this time, but he didn't really have anything to do, so he could only do his best to find it - looking at the posture of the emperor when he came, he knew that he was looking for Yanfeng to ask for something, but at this moment he was "entertaining" people and went back without letting him see anyone - the middle-aged man scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and said in his heart, how good is this!

……

The Star Source Empire of the Tianxing Continent, the mansion of the Wind Family.

"Madame, are you back?" In the richly decorated room, a man in a green robe did not want to be greeted by the door.

"Sir." At the door, a woman in a purple dress slowly walked in.

"What's the matter, Lan Lan, are things going well?" The man in green stretched out his hand to take the woman's hand and asked softly.

"Well, it's been delivered." The woman smiled lightly and said softly, "Things are going well, but ...... One thing is a pity. ”

"It's a pity?" The man in green was puzzled.

"Well, on the way I went, I met an eighth-level warrior with a wind attribute fighting spirit, but I couldn't recruit ......," the woman in the purple dress said this, her voice a little helpless, "That person actually said that he was a Blood Flame Clan. ”

"Huh? Bloodflames? What else is there to say? The man in green smiled faintly, as if he didn't care.

"However, I see that man's ragged appearance, how can he be from the Bloodflame Clan...... Besides, an eighth-level warrior, that ......"

If Ah Hong was here, he would definitely recognize that the woman in the purple dress who spoke at this time was Qinglan.

"Okay, Lan Lan, you are good at everything, but your competitive spirit is too strong, although there is a difference between the strength and weakness of our magic clan, there is no need to distinguish between the upper and lower positions; What's more, how can this kind of competitiveness just make you worry about it? The man in green looked at Qinglan with a smile, hugged her gently, and said, "The grand event is about to start again, can't we just win there?" ”

"It's going to start again?" Qinglan listened to the words of the man in green, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"yes, yes." The man in green smiled and continued to reply, "Your Majesty came to me today to talk about this matter. ”

"Well, that's really good," Qinglan broke free from the green-clothed man's arms, slowly stood up, her eyes flashed with a strange light, and said in a low voice: "Since that's the case, then let's let them see the strength of the Wind Clan!" ”

As she spoke, Qinglan seemed to remember something, walked to the window gently, raised her head, looked at the dim night sky, and muttered, "Yanfeng...... Ice Sanctuary ...... The moment has finally come again......"

Looking at Qinglan who was walking towards the window, the man in green shook his head, and then slowly stood up.

"Qinglan, don't do that...... Actually, they ......"

"Okay, Zilin, don't say it anymore."

Qinglan turned her head and said lightly to the green-clothed man: "You don't need to explain anything, the past is engraved in your heart...... There will be a day when I get it back. ”

Looking at Qinglan with a cold face, Zilin could only lower his head, sigh helplessly, and say nothing more.

(I'm going to write the second chapter next, but it's probably in the middle of the night...... Let's go to bed first, let's watch it tomorrow, I'm slower to type, plus ideas...... The estimate is very long...... ）

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