"Jiu'er, Feng'er gave you that booklet just right. You will follow the above practice, with your qualifications, and with the help of the dream soul and the spirit weapon, you will definitely achieve great success. Although the four clans are peaceful, the world is unpredictable, you have a spell to protect yourself, and your father and your mother are more at ease. Mousse patted Mu Ningjiu's hand.

"Got it, Dad."

"You can let Feng'er take you to the bottom of the valley and the first line of Tianshui, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers, which will help your spiritual power to increase greatly, but you need to avoid others and realize it by yourself when practicing spells, and you must not be distracted. The path of cultivation is not easy, and you may suffer hardships. Mousse frowned, and stopped talking.

Mu Ningjiu hooked her lips and smiled: "Dad, you don't have to worry about this. It's just that... I don't know how long I'll be able to get out of the valley. Can you help take care of the little ones in the garden when you're not around? ”

"That's nature." Mousse stretched his eyebrows and smiled.

Mu Ningjiu pushed the door out, and hit a broad chest head-on without paying attention, and a cool mint fragrance came to his nose. She frowned, rubbed her aching forehead, and looked up at the visitor.

High, very high.

This was Mu Ningjiu's first impression of him.

The man looked down at Mu Ningjiu, his dark eyes, and his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, looking not angry and arrogant. The bridge of the nose is very straight, the jawline is like the most exquisite masterpiece of the carving master, and the corners of the lips are slightly hooked to both sides, as if smiling but not smiling, as if making some calculation, which makes people's hearts hairy.

Who is this man?

Mu Ningjiu was about to speak, when he heard his deep cello-like voice sound: "Sister." ”

"......" Mu Ningjiu looked at the completely strange man in front of him dumbfounded, and thought: This looks quite handsome, shouldn't he be a fool...... It's a shame.

"Xiao Luo! What are you doing! This is my sister, me, sister! Does it have anything to do with you? Mu Changfeng rushed over angrily, blocking between Mu Ningjiu and the man, and shouted at the man.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." He suddenly turned around, bypassed Mu Changfeng, took Mu Ningjiu's hand, and kissed him lightly on his hand, living out of the modern dubbed film.

"Xiao, Luo ......" Mu Changfeng gritted his teeth and shouted hatefully, "Don't take out your set, my sister has a master, and it won't be your turn!" ”

"What do you want?" He suddenly chuckled low for some reason, making the nameless fire in Mu Changfeng's heart jump even higher.

"She's my sister." Mu Ningjiu looked at this man who could provoke Mu Changfeng in minutes with interest, hooked his lips and smiled, noncommittal.

"Xiao Luo, I haven't settled accounts with you about stealing my chicken legs yesterday! That's the food of the Shenzhou Continent, it's rare, you have to compensate me! Otherwise, I'll ......."

"What are you going to do......" He rubbed the silver-black ring of his left index finger, unmoved.

"I'll just..."Mu Changfeng pondered for a long time and said, "Tell Dad!" ”

"Hehe," Xiao Luo smiled again, this confident appearance of watching the play made Mu Changfeng very unhappy: every time he showed this smile, it always made him feel like a fool!

"Don't forget how you got this chicken leg, spell class, oh hehehe...... I know it all. ”

"You ......" Mu Changfeng's face turned into the color of pig liver, and he put down a "hum" and left angrily.

"I'm Amu's companion, Xiao Luo, I've heard the princess's name early, and I'm glad to meet it."

"Xiao Luo, it's really you, I haven't seen anyone who can make him angry like this." Mu Ningjiu narrowed her eyes and said with a smile.

"He's a man," Xiao Luo laughed, "and his temper isn't very good." Mu Ningjiu secretly slandered: Mu Mu's temper is not good? Then there are no good-tempered people in this world. When you meet a black-hearted person like you, anyone with a good temper will go berserk.

"Xiao Luo, you're here." Mousse rubbed his eyebrows, and after seeing Xiao Luo, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said.

"Well, what is the king looking for me?"

"If only Feng'er was as sensible as you, I don't have to break my heart for him every day...... But fortunately, you're here, the wind has converged a lot in the past two years, this kid, I'm afraid only you can cure it. Mousse muttered.

"Your Majesty, Amu is still a child, and he has a good heart, so it will be fine in a few years." Xiao Luo said with a smile.

"Hey, if I'm not mistaken, you're more than seven months younger than him, he's still young? ...... older than you" Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows: "Look at me, I forgot." ”

"To tell you the truth, you have a mature heart, you really look much older than him, he has lived in the valley since he was a child, he is protected by us like this, and he is not deeply involved in the world; You know a lot, and I'll take care of him in the future. ”

"Well, if you don't say it, Xiao Luo will too. If it hadn't been for you, Xiao Luo would have been just a lonely ghost now. ”

"Claire and your mother are close friends, your parents died early, we naturally want to be good to you." Muston fell, conjured a transparent water ball in his hand, and between the flow of spiritual power, a person appeared on it, blonde hair and blue eyes, touching his stomach, while muttering: "Woo... I'm so hungry..."

Xiao Luo frowned: "This is Amu?" King, is there anything wrong with Amuta..."

When Feng'er was born, the high priest prophesied that he would have a smooth life, and that the only calamity would be when he reached adulthood at the age of eighteen. If this calamity is crossed, not only will the mana be gained, but there will be no catastrophe in the future; If you can't cross it..."

"How?"

"I will be entangled by this catastrophe for the rest of my life."

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows when he heard this:

"When and where is this calamity?"

"In a dream, after waking up, Feng'er will not have these memories."

"Is there a way to crack it?"

"I only know that it is the cause that was planted in his previous life."

"Your Majesty, do you want Xiao Luo to help Amu?"

"Hmm." He took out a wooden box from the trap, which contained a golden bell with a blue tassel and handed it to Xiao Luo: "This is the dream bell, a spiritual weapon handed down from the ancestors, although the function is unknown, but if you take it, it may come in handy." Xiao Luo took it, stunned.

"The High Priest speculates that the time will be two months later, and when you enter the dream of Feng'er, remember: spiritual power cannot be used in the illusion, only by martial arts. We have no way of knowing what happened in the dream, so we can only ask you. ”

Xiao Luo bowed slightly and replied: "Yes, I will not disgrace my life." ”

"Wow! Ten rings! Mu Changfeng, I didn't expect you to be quite good. A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy hooked his neck and said.

"That's it! Xiao Ai, don't look at who this king is. Mu Changfeng raised his eyebrows and snorted, and the gloom on his face dissipated a little.

When Xiao Luo came to the arena, he saw such a scene: a piece of white paper was nailed to the red dot in the middle of the original target, and someone used spiritual power to draw a four-like one, and the side book: Xiao bastard. At this time, the paper has been torn to the ground, which shows the great force of the archer.

Mu Changfeng was about to shoot another ten rings to relieve his hatred, but a big hand blocked, and as soon as his hand was numb, the bow and crossbow fell into Xiao Luo's hand. He squinted his eyes, anger welled up in his eyes, but he suppressed his anger, pretended to be calm and said lightly:

"What are you here to do? Don't you see that this king is busy? ”

"I didn't expect the cynical little prince to shoot arrows so well, which really opened Xiao Luo's eyes." A smile appeared in his dark eyes, and he applauded.

Mu Changfeng didn't hear the thorns in his words, but only heard the word "good". He raised his head, snorted slightly, and said, "There are many powerful places in this king, have you just found out?" ”

"That's what Your Highness said." Xiao Luo looked at Mu Changfeng, who was simple and lacked roots and tendons in front of him, a smile overflowed from the corner of his eyes, and he shook his head: Really, it's just a child.

......

The setting sun stained the sky red, reflecting the shadows of two men, two horses, and two carriages on the ground.

"Childe, I've already explored, and there is no one in this village within a radius of 100 miles." He bowed down and replied.

Beigong Han frowned when he heard this, and muttered, "Empty? What's going on......"

"If you want me to say, it's good that no one is there, let's pick a random place and stay tonight. With mountains ahead, you don't know how long you'll have to walk to find a piece of flat land. We tossed it, Xiao Qi and Wu'er can't do it. Hatcher said.

"yes, okay." Beigong Han looked at the empty street and asked, "Hatcher, didn't you pass through here when you came?" ”

"Xu is a fork in the road and bypassed, not in the way, the direction is right." Hatcher yawned, "If it weren't for the sincerity of marrying Carol, I didn't bring the teleportation stone, otherwise we would have been to the Fire Clan by now, and what land would we have to take......"

"Are you completely dead now?" Beigong Han said suddenly.

Hatcher couldn't help but laugh: "She has a son who is about your age, what else do you think I can do?" ”

"Haha...... Just ask, don't mind. ”

They chatted with each other, and night soon came. In the empty city, it is extremely quiet, without a trace of human voice.

"Click" from far to near, gradually approaching the only human residence.

Beigong Han suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound on the couch, saw the fire shadow outside the window, and hurriedly moved to the compartment, seeing that the bed was empty, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Beigong, where are Xiao Qi and Wu'er!?" Hatcher was also awakened and asked urgently.

Beigong Han rushed out of the house, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp.

The "human" wrapped in fire is surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, leaving only a small round flat ground in the middle. Shen Wan and Wu'er were lying in the center. Beigong Han's heart tightened.

Their faces were completely disfigured, leaving only black, burnt marks, and the smell was disgusting. These fire men only move mechanically, without will. The fire that raged around him was like a barrier, cutting off anyone who wanted to get close. In the distance, waves of fire people approached. Looking at the number of people, it seems that it is the people who originally lived in the village, what is going on? Beigong Han looked at the fire dead man who was getting closer and closer to Shen Wanwu'er, and clenched his fists; The heart suddenly hung up, plopping and plopping, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.