Even though he said that he reassured Fanqin, the thoughtful Mass still offered to visit Dante with Fanqin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mass and Dante had a good relationship in private, and Mass knew that Dante must be under a lot of psychological pressure these days, so he didn't bother. But when I heard what Dao Fanqin said, although I didn't believe it, I was still faintly worried.

Summoned by the Psychic Tinder, a small flying boat cruising empty landed in front of the two of them.

This flying boat is driven by the spiritual power of the saints, but not the power of a single person. The spiritual power of the saints all over the world is maintained in the primordial heaven, and then calculated and distributed through the core of ten thousand fires, so that the saints on the entire Divine Comedy Star can benefit from the unified use of spiritual power.

The two sat still, and the flying boat slowly rose.

The plain covered with clouds and flowers looks like a sea of clouds from a bird's-eye view of the sky. Above this "sea of clouds", there is even a sea of clouds, which has to make people sigh at the magnificent landscape of the Divine Comedy Star like a mirage.

Driven by the continuous spiritual power from the original moving sky, the flying boat flew at subsonic speed. Mass uses the Psychic Flame to connect to the control system of the flying boat, constantly adjusting the course and controlling the input of spiritual power.

In just half a day, the flying boat in which Mass and Fanqin were riding had already sailed out of the morning glow.

Xingchen Tian is a relatively large area, compared with the plains of the morning glow day, the mountains here are undulating, some terrain is even quite steep, supplemented by the thunderstorms that continue to flash in the north, the star sky gives people a wild and rough feeling, and the mildness of the morning glow day is completely different.

Dante's tower is the highest in the entire celestial sky. The obsidian tower rose from the ground like a black sword pointing straight into the sky.

The stronger the ability of the Spiritual Flame, the more difficult the tempering will increase exponentially, and if there is no tower closer to the sky to invoke the power of the outside world, then it will be difficult to enter the cultivation of the Spiritual Flame.

As an unborn genius, Dante achieved an astonishing level of prowess at a very young age, which is why his tower towers so high above the clouds.

After an automatic psychic scan of the airspace in Dante's Tower, the ship was allowed to anchor in a small airport in the Tower.

Mass jumped out of the flying boat lightly, and was just about to turn around and help the violin out, when suddenly he heard Dante's voice:

"Mass, my brother, you are coming!"

He was still worried about what Fanqin had said, but as soon as Mass heard Dante's voice, he turned around and saw him, and his heart was half relieved - he seemed to be in high spirits, and there was no look of gloom and pressure.

Dante, dressed in a homely garment, with his long silver hair casually draped, walked out slowly, looking quite happy about the arrival of Mass and Fanqin.

Mass glanced at Fanqin, who was also a little confused.

When it comes to alienating people, Dante is not far behind compared to Mass. But the two of them have an extraordinary relationship, and they haven't seen each other for a long time, and Dante's enthusiasm is rare, but it is also a matter of course.

Dante was half a head taller than the Mass, and he was very intimate not to stand too close, but to smile at the Mass from a distance. When Fanqin got off the flying boat, he turned around and led the two into the tower.

Following Dante, Mass looked at Fanqin with an inquiring look, and the meaning of that look was clear: what was so strange about Dante?

Fanqin just shook his head and didn't speak.

Turning to the living room, he sat down with Dante, and he smiled and asked, "What's the matter, did you come to me for something?" ”

Mass waved his hand: "It's nothing, I just talked to Fanqin and mentioned you." I thought that three days later would be the day when you would be the core of all fires, so I wanted to come and see you. ”

Dante still had a smile on his face: "What nonsense did my sister talk to you, right?" ”

Dante's spiritual fire was already far above the Mass, so he could detect subtle clues. Mass was a little surprised to hear Dante say this, but his face did not show it, and the fire in his heart did not fluctuate.

"Fanqin, come here." Dante beckoned.

The braided Fanqin, twisted and pinched, walked over like a docile kitten.

Dante pulled Fanqin to the sofa next to him, and then touched her head dotingly: "Fanqin, I haven't paid much attention to you these days, it's my brother's fault."

"Ever since I was chosen by the elders to be the next generation of the Core of Ten Thousand Fires, I have been uneasy. I don't think I'm up to the mark at all.

"So I have been in retreat these days, continuing to refine the fire of my heart, in the hope of making a breakthrough and living up to this glorious mission given to me by the clan.

"That's why I didn't pay attention to you and everyone during this time.

"I'm in a good mood today. First, the most precious sister and best friend came to see me; The second is that after these days of evil supplements, the spiritual fire has indeed become stronger! ”

Sitting next to her brother, Fanqin had tears in her eyes, and she nodded with relief - watching Dante become more and more withdrawn these days, the pressure in her heart rose sharply. At this moment, hearing Dante speak, she seemed to feel a little relieved.

From the perspective of spiritual power, it can be seen that the white wolf representing the fire of Dante's soul is licking the silver fox, which makes Fanqin, who has been anxious, finally relax.

Mass was also relieved at the moment - his guess was correct, and Fanqin was also under great pressure for the upcoming iteration of the ritual. At this moment, her worries were relieved, and Mass somehow became much more cheerful.

"Will you stay here for dinner tonight?" Dante stood up.

Both Mass and Sangchen were a little surprised by Dante's invitation, and because of the cloud of spiritual resonance, the saints rarely met or dined together.

Inviting a dinner party is a very special courtesy - it means that the host has a deep affection for the guests and is willing to take terrible risks for the sake of this friendship.

Just as Mass wanted to refuse, Fanqin spoke first: "Brother, you are really true!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"I know that for my brother, the most important thing now is to continue to raise the strength of the Spiritual Flame. Because we are here, and delay your refining process, how can we go so carelessly? ”

When Mass heard this, he nodded his head again and again.

Dante couldn't help but laugh heartily, rubbing Fanqin's silver hair again and again, approving, and grateful: "You are becoming more and more sensible!" ”

Fan Qin stuck out her tongue coquettishly, as if she hadn't been praised so much by her brother for a long time, her face was flushed, and she looked very cute.

After a while of exhortation and greetings, Mass and Brahma got up to take their leave—for the culture of the saints, their visit was quite long.

Dante led the two back to the small airport in Juta, where they boarded the flying boat.

Even though the boat had lifted off far into the air, Dante still stood and waved goodbye leisurely.

The clouds covered Dante, who said goodbye, and Mass breathed a sigh of relief: "I said you were blind and worried." ”

As he spoke, Mass turned his face away.

But he saw that the expression on Fanqin's face had completely changed.

The calmness, cuteness and shyness of the intimate interaction with my brother just now are completely gone.

Her face was full of strange fear, and she held herself in both hands, trembling.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Fanqin's appearance, Mass immediately sat up straight and asked nervously.

Fan Qin slowed down for a long time before he trembled his lips and said:

"That's not my brother......

"Brother, never touched my head......"