"Why are you so stubborn! It's useless to tell you, Lan'er is you, who actually asked you to save me at the cost of your life?? "Berize is angry.

Shang Jin didn't expect that his biological father would regard himself as his imaginary rival, and he thought with some tears and laughter: Dad is actually a big vinegar jar! Ha ha...... The corners of his mouth hooked up into a smile, and he heard Bairize say again:

"It's okay if you don't want to answer who you are. It's just me... Do I know you? You... It's Jin..."

The voice on the other end was suddenly cut off, Shang Jin squeezed the ice snail tightly, his eyes filled with chagrin and anger: he was almost able to hear his father call out his name! Just a little bit! Shang Jin, Shang Jin, what are you hesitating about? He's your real father, don't you want to know him? He took a deep breath, calmed down the surging qi and blood, protected the ice snail to his chest, and said silently in his heart:

Dad, it's me, Jin'er.

Wait for me.

......

The top of the snow-capped mountains.

"Oops, all the way north, all the way north! You just want a chic departure, but you don't think about the desolate land in the north, and in the end you can only yearn for a better past. Master Zhiyin patted his bare head and muttered. Well...... Sounds pretty rhythmic, he thought.

If Shang Jin and his party were there, they would definitely feel that Master Zhiyin was possessed by a ghost. Is this still the same as before, at least on the outside, it still looks like a serious master? Of course, there is a reason for all this. After bidding farewell to everyone, he walked north alone, and there were no small temples and idyllic villages in his original imagination! No!

It's been since the last time he saw Orion on the mountain... It's been seven or eight days... He talked to himself every day, and the food he brought was almost enough, and he could only barely fill his stomach with a little bacon and steamed buns given to him by Orion. Although, on weekdays, most of the scriptures are copied and memorized in the hidden temple, so that their souls can be sublimated, but at least, there are... Wine.

"There's no alcohol here......" Master Zhiyin was aggrieved, he felt like a fool, and he could only talk to himself. In a trance, he caught a glimpse of a turtledove fluttering its wings in the snow, and hurried over, shouting as he cried:

"This benefactor, are you injured? I'll help you bandage it, don't ask for anything in return, as long as you listen to me and talk, you'll ......" Master Zhiyin doesn't call himself an "old man" anymore, and he doesn't even have a good shelf. And the turtledove, basking in the snow, seemed to think that the man was too noisy, stretched his neck, cried out in dissatisfaction, and then spread his wings and flew away. Master Zhiyin sat in the snow, threw snowballs, and muttered in a negative voice:

"Alas, let's go, let's go, let's go, it's all gone, it's clean......"

Ice City.

"King, the secret guard has sent news that the princess has walked out of the realm of the four clans and is at the southernmost tip of the Shenzhou Continent. Our people are not good at acting......"

"Bastard! What did you say??! You repeat! When McGee heard this, he clapped his chair and yelled; The green tendons on the neck burst out due to excessive force, and they were extremely hideous. The previous golden throne has been abolished, and McGee ordered someone to replace it with an obsidian one, and it seems that he still cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.

The guards in the hall suddenly began to sweat, and slammed on the marble floor drop by drop: he had gladly accepted it when he heard that the messengers in the clan made a lot of money. Now it seems that this errand is really not an easy job! His life depends entirely on the king's mood; It's really bad luck today...... He still has an old mother and a wife and daughter at home, and he doesn't want to die yet.

"She has left the range of the four tribes again and again, so can't you do the same! A bunch of idiots! What are you eating, huh?? McGee had gone berserk, and his eyes were full of gloom: huh...... I don't believe it, I can't handle you little slut!

The guard's head lowered more and more, his body began to tremble, and he said tremblingly: "Wang... It's just that... There are too many of us, and if we cross the border, the impact will be... It's not easy to solve......" His voice grew softer and softer, almost inaudible. McGee didn't speak, the anger in his eyes already accumulating. Suddenly, he conjured an ice sword in his hand, and approached the guard step by step. The guard's body suddenly trembled like chaff, but he didn't dare to resist, he could only feel the desperate torment of death getting closer and closer to him, but the pain of being powerless.

There was a "bang", a screeching sound made by the wind rubbing against the ice blade, and the guards kneeling in the center of the hall had already closed their eyes tightly.

"Boom" An ice arrow shot from the direction of the temple gate flew and hit the flying ice blade, tearing the ice slag apart, scratching the skin of the guards, and bright blood immediately flowed out of it.

"Alright, your Majesty, even if you kill that guard, it won't help, let's think about how to get Carol back." The queen's soft voice came. As soon as McGee saw her coming, the storm in her eyes gradually dissipated.

Queen Mackenay was so kind-hearted that she never told her about her plan of revenge, but told her that she wanted to get her daughter and grandson back. The queen can't have children, and she has always regarded Carol as her own, but because she was severely injured by the elders of the Fire Clan in the melee between the four clans, her body vitality was damaged, and she was bedridden for many years, so there were only a handful of chances to see Carol. She was merciful, and never wondered if someone had deliberately prevented her from meeting Carol in order to hide something dirty.

The queen put her hand on McGee's shoulder and patted it, he took a deep breath, sat down slowly, only the anger still lingering between his eyebrows, and said in a rough voice:

"Bring as few masters as possible, get her back for Lonely, go." He waved his hand tiredly and said:

"Lonely, queen, help the lonely."

"Yes."

......

on the spiritual field.

In the center of a pentagram drawn by the blue spiritual power, there are students waiting for the test. On each of the five corners is a pillar made of mutton fat and white jade, the diameter of which can only be encircled by three people's hands, and the high place is blocked by clouds and mist, and there is no end in sight.

Among them, the four pillars represent the four tribes of illusion, ice, fire and wind, showing the four lights of blue, white, red and green. The remaining one is pure gold, symbolizing the gods. The golden pillar was entangled with silver-white complex runes, which were incomparably mysterious and solemn. Those words were similar to what Mu Changfeng had seen on the stone wall of the Heavenly Silk Pagoda, and they were glowing faintly at this time.

"We're almost there, Roger, let's get started." Mousse sat on a high place and motioned to the head of the academy below, who received the order, bowed slightly, and shouted:

"Test, go!" The five-pointed stars on the ground were filled with five colors in an instant, and spiritual power scurried in them, as if guided by mysterious powers, engaged in a tug-of-war; This scene made the students who tested for the first time widen their eyes: how could there be other powers from all over the world within the Phantom Race?

Mu Changfeng had already seen the surprise, and he was bored in the middle of the line. The boy named Xiao Ai in front of him turned around, saw Mu Changfeng, and exclaimed:

"Ah, Mu Changfeng, why are you here?"

"Alas...... It's not that my father wants me to come. Mu Changfeng pouted helplessly.

"Yo," Xiao Ai patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Mu Changfeng, how did you change sex today, come to test it obediently?" On weekdays, don't you listen to the king the most? ”

Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up and said, "Xiao Luo promised to cook me the food of the Shenzhou Continent...... In exchange! ”

Xiao Ai raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Xiao Luo??" My mother said a few days ago that the rose cake he made was very fragrant and delicious. But looking at the Phantom Clan, no chef can do it. She wondered when she would ask him to do it again...... You said, he is not only spiritually strong, handsome, and popular, but also cooks well! Where, isn't it the object that the girls are scrambling to pounce on? ”

Hearing him say this, Mu Changfeng woke up slowly: Oh...... It turns out that Xiao Luo is so good?! Hmph, isn't he just talented enough to be admired by so many people, it's nothing remarkable...... Nothing more than a self-righteous false gentleman. However, Xiao Ai's words reminded him, if Xiao Luo has a favorite girl, then if he wants to cook and eat with him, won't he have another excuse? No, no, no......

"But I'm looking forward to seeing what the girl he likes looks like! It must be a big beauty. I think the princess and him are quite compatible......" Xiao Ai said to himself, Mu Changfeng bared his teeth when he heard this, and suddenly patted him on the head, and said:

"Hey, what do you think! How can Xiao Luo be worthy of Ning Ning, you don't know how dark his heart is...... Besides, Ning Ning she has already ......" Mu Changfeng suddenly stopped, making Xiao Ai on the side very anxious:

"Already, what? Mu Changfeng, you should say it quickly! I'm dying. "He actually has a good impression of the princess, so he deliberately said that Xiao Luo and the princess are matched, and now it seems that the princess is already someone?

"What does it have to do with you! Hey, it's yours next, take care. He cast a sympathetic look at Xiao Ai, who immediately removed his hippie smile and replaced it with a sad expression: he also has a father who is as strict as the king at home, and he often skips class with Mu Changfeng to play, and now he has to test, if he doesn't test it well, his father may not know how to clean him up...... When I thought about it, I immediately felt apprehensive.

The spiritual power test is carried out on the golden pillar, and the stage of the individual's spiritual power is determined by the color of the spiritual power bar. There are seven segments, which are the seven colors of the rainbow. Red is the lowest, and purple is the highest. Phantom people are born in the red section, and the average student is measured in the yellow section, and the better one is the green section. Mu Changfeng measured it a few times before, and the spiritual power pillar stayed in the orange first block, stagnating. This made Mousse very distressed, not to mention the worries and urging of the elders of the clan, and with public opinion, it was extremely unfavorable for him to take over the throne in the future. So Mousse forced Mu Changfeng to learn spiritual power, but it seemed to have the opposite effect: instead of learning, he also made trouble for the clan, which made Mousse a headache. If it weren't for Xiao Luo this time, Mu Changfeng wouldn't have listened to him to test.