Li Rong was overjoyed, and then heard a deep male voice say:

"According to the frequency of Miss Li's tea falling twice, it is not easy to live to such a big time, so you really have to be careful in the future." She looked up suddenly, and the strange man in front of her was stunned with a hint of sarcasm on his face. And Yu Chixuan had already disappeared at the door of the main hall.

The surrounding ministers immediately exchanged their heads.

"Alas... The third prince is really, not only does he not give face to the Ministry of Rites, but even the emperor can't get off the stage, how can this be good?"

"And his personal guard, relying on his own master, why did he still bully Miss Li? He is the master, he is just an attendant, and he takes himself too seriously! The military department Shangshu frowned, but he seemed to forget that Gu Ying was the emperor's own "Imperial First Rank Guard with a Sword", if it weren't for his seniority, he would be on an equal footing with Gu Ying.

"I only pity the daughter of the Ministry of Rites, a true heart is trampled on like this......"

Wei Chiyi looked at the scene that was gradually getting out of control, and the hands under the sleeve robe trembled slightly with anger: Okay, you kid, I am doing this for you, a person in his twenties, and he doesn't even have a wife's room! Look at your royal brothers, the children are all on their knees, aren't I anxious for you? But it's good that you not only appreciate it, but you are so presumptuous in front of me! Okay now, aren't you forcing me to be a human being! Alas, it's really infuriating.

......

Phantom Palace.

"See the king."

"Daddy."

Mousse was crouching on the desk painting, and when he saw the visitor, he smiled brightly, and even the corners of his eyes were folded:

"Xiao Luo, Jiu'er, why are you here?"

"Let's accompany you, Dad." Mu Ningjiu said with a smile.

Mousse raised his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger: "There is no major event in the clan these days, but I am also happy to be idle, and I have started painting." Jiu'er, why are you free today and come to my palace to wander around? Completed the course? ”

"I don't have enough spiritual reserves, and the teacher said that practicing martial arts can enhance my reserves. No, did you come to find Xiao Luo? He said that the underground martial arts training ground of the palace is suitable for practice, and by the way, it is up to you to come. Mu Ningjiu glanced at Xiao Luo, hooked his lips and said.

"Well, it's a secluded place, it's good. Speaking of which, Jiu'er, you've been home for a while, and you haven't been able to go all over the Phantom Clan for the sake of practicing, right? If you are free, let Xiao Luo accompany you around. ”

"Okay!" The corners of her eyes rose, "Dad, I met Mu Mu when I came out of the valley just now, and he is a little busier than me now." ”

When Mousse heard this, his brows furrowed, and a look of joy appeared, and he turned his head to Xiao Luo and said, "Xiao Luo, it's really thanks to you!" I've said that it's useless for so many years, and it didn't take long for you to be able to cure this little rabbit cub, it's amazing! He will inherit the throne in the future, and I am anxious for him! Fortunately, I am finally willing to work hard to cultivate, and my heart can be regarded as letting go. He nodded, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, I didn't do anything, it was Amu who wanted to learn by himself." Xiao Luo's dark eyes flashed with crystalline light, and the corners of his mouth raised an elegant arc. Mu Ningjiu was worried when he heard this: Xiao Luo always quarreled with him in front of Mu Mu, but behind his back, he tried his best to defend him and say good things to him, no wonder Mu Si loved this godson so much. Mu Mu has his friend, it's really rare.

Mousse smiled approvingly:

"How many pounds and taels does that cub have, I don't know? Xiao Luo, don't be modest. He waved his hand and said:

"Jiu'er, don't you still need to train? I won't bother you for now, go quickly, go early and come back early. ”

"Well, Dad, let's go first."

"Xiao Luo retired."

......

"Boom" With the heavy underground sliding door slowly opened, Xiao Luo stretched out his hand and waved in the dark, Mu Ningjiu heard a few sounds of "rubbing", the surroundings lit up, and the vision suddenly appeared in front of him.

There are no rough earthen walls and floors as you imagined, but all sides are paved with smooth black and white marble, and the light cyan lamps stand in the corners, printing a shaky green shadow, making the environment mysterious and quiet. The empty room is equipped with a protruding circular martial arts field, and in the middle is still a five-pointed star, which is outlined by cyan spiritual power in straight lines. Overhead, there was a black, triangular object, and the longest corner was rendered by spiritual power, emitting a faint colored light.

"It's ...... Black Genki? Mu Ningjiu raised her eyebrows.

"It's called remnant, it's irregularly shaped, it's different from all angles, and there's a kind of beauty of mutilation. After the chaotic battle between the four clans a few years ago, the consciousness of the heavenly god was entered into this black black black wood, which was obtained by the Phantom Clan King at that time. And the reason why the Phantom Clan has the power that is higher than the other three clans today is precisely because of the divine consciousness hidden in this piece of Xuan Wood, which makes them a little jealous. Xiao Luo said slowly.

"Isn't it only available in Ice City? And I've heard that the Black Wood that has not accepted the contract will only be preserved in the extremely cold place. The remnants of Huan have not recognized the Lord, and the Phantom Race has a mild climate for many years, how did it store? Doubts flashed in Mu Ningjiu's eyes.

"Remnant Huan is different from other Xuanmu, because of the blessing of divine consciousness, it can play its maximum role no matter what the environment. Don't look at the fact that the four clans are calm on the surface now, but in fact they are all secretly accumulating momentum, and maybe one day, the war between the four clans will break out. 'Whoever gets the remnants wins the world', except for the Wind Clan, who have not allowed their clansmen to contact the outside world since they were forced to get involved in the war, and the rest of the Ice and Fire Clans are not the masters who are willing to succumb to others. Xiao Luo paused and said, "And the strength of this remnant is far greater than we expected. One of the abilities that has been discovered is the ability to start simulated battles. The cyan ball of light in his right hand slid slowly, and he threw it hard.

"Huh" remnants were as if they were being lit, burning with dazzling blue light, caging them in the middle. Mu Ningjiu raised his eyebrows, and listened to Xiao Luo say: "The simulated battle is an illusion created by taking a drop of blood from both sides of the battle. Killing the other party in the illusion will only lose one-tenth of the opponent's spiritual power in reality, so you can let go of the fight. However, it is only when one of them is killed or pushed into the Black Void that the simulated battle is lifted and returned to reality. ”

"Oh? That's not bad. Mu Ningjiu snapped his fingers and asked, "Then let's start training." ”

Xiao Luo clasped his hands together and moved in reverse, and a jade-white flute was held in the palm of his hand, and the cyan spiritual power flowed in it, lining the slender hands to look particularly good. Mu Ningjiu saw Xiao Luo's spiritual weapon for the first time, and praised it:

"Xiao Luo, the material of this flute is really good."

He hooked his lips and said, "This was given to me by the teacher two years ago." He picked up a sword from the weapon rack on the side and handed it to Mu Ning Jiudao: "We don't attract spiritual power, use martial arts to fight, I'll see if you have anything to improve." ”

Mu Ningjiu looked at the sword in his hand, shook his head, and said helplessly:

"Let's change the dagger, I'm not used to using the sword."

"Okay."

With a "click", the short dagger pierced the air with a sharp sound. Mu Ningjiu's moves are extremely simple, and they can't even be called martial arts, but they are familiar with the weaknesses of people, and they attack in turn everywhere, fast, ruthless and accurate.

After Xiao Luo gradually figured out her routine, every knife she made could be cracked with corresponding moves. Over time, Mu Ningjiu's physical strength was consumed extremely quickly, and he lost the opportunity. Seeing this, Xiao Luo flew behind her after a feint. Mu Ningjiu quickly noticed it, but it was not as fast as him, and suddenly a flute was set up on his shoulder.

Seemingly simple movements, Mu Ningjiu clearly felt the disorder of true qi in her body, her shoulders were numb and painful, and she was restrained from acting, and then she was shocked: she spared no effort to make a move just now, but Xiao Luo parried it in an orderly manner, and she didn't even breathe a little disordered. But the current action can accurately fix several big points around her body, making her unable to move, which shows the disparity in their strength. If he hadn't called her sister, taking care of his own face, she had no doubt that Xiao Luo could knock her down within three moves.

Xiao Luo put down the flute and was immediately solved by the point of pointing. Mu Ningjiu moved his stiff body, and listened to Xiao Luo say: "The move is simple, but the move is fatal." Sister, you're amazing. ”

"Alas, don't compliment me, I know what my martial arts skills are." Mu Ningjiu tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. There is almost no internal strength, although you can also compete with others, but if the enemy finds out your routine, they will deliberately increase your physical consumption with light skills, and the chance of winning will be greatly reduced. If you want to improve your spiritual power reserves, you have to start with the most basic moves. ”

"Okay, you can say it." Mu Ningjiu felt that Xiao Luo's comment hit the nail on the head and happily accepted it.

Xiao Luo conjured up a white paper in his hand and handed it to Mu Ningjiu: "This is the "Light Feather Record", which records the use and resolution of ninety-nine eighty-one moves. It will be useful to read more when you have time. It's very detailed, and it's accompanied by extremely easy-to-understand legends for moves, such as this one. He flipped through it casually, pointed to a pattern of dark clouds, lightning and people on the picture, and said, "This trick is called 'Heavy Cloud Deep Lock', that is, using the cloud and mist as a cover to make the enemy unable to approach. It seems mysterious, but if it is combined with illusion, it is much easier. The evocative notes played by the spirit weapon can anesthetize the enemy, and then the attack is taken by surprise and the opponent is taken down in one fell swoop. ”

Mu Ningjiu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "I always thought that martial arts were used to replenish spiritual power reserves, but I didn't expect that the two could complement each other, wonderful!" Xiao Luo, I'll practice on my own first, and if you don't understand something, I'll ask you again. ”

"Good. Then I'll go up first and prepare a meal for you, and you study it slowly. Xiao Luo nodded when he heard this, walked a few steps, and suddenly turned his head and said, "Sister, do you have any taboos?" ”

"No, I can eat it." Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: These sisters and brothers are really different. It's weird to pick a bone in an egg and nothing at all.

......

The night was lonely, and a cold waning moon hung in the sky. It was obviously a hot day, and the moon was very far away, but it still conveyed a chill, which was cold to the bottom of people's hearts. Another empty city, as dead and silent as if it had never been inhabited, why on earth?