After nightfall, Chen Xi and Lin Xueji arrived at the Kakslautern Resort in Finland. In a small-domed glass cabin made of pine, they lie on a large bed and look at the sky through the glass of the dome.

Eskimos believed that the aurora borealis was a torch for spirits to guide the souls of the dead to heaven. The explanation of the modern scientific aurora phenomenon is that the supersonic plasma charged particle stream (solar wind) ejected from the upper atmosphere of the sun shuttles through the lonely universe, and collides with the magnetic field of the sparsely populated high magnetic latitude zone of the earth with a long time across a distance of 150 million kilometers, causing the molecules or atoms in the upper atmosphere to excite (or ionize) and produce auroras.

The night sky is dotted with stars, but even more brilliant is the dreamy aurora. Fluttering lightly, at the same time flickering and brightening, the color from light to dark, emitting red, blue, green, purple light, like a colored ribbon, blown by the wind, flying up and down, flipping, like the fluctuating fate between people.

Chen Xi felt that the playful and unpredictable aurora and the colorful fireworks in an instant were the most brilliant colors in the night.

He turned his head to look at the girl beside him, looking at her beautiful eyes reflecting the beauty and splendor of the sky, watching her blink her eyes and yawn as she endured sleepiness, and did not want to close her eyes for fear of missing out because of the beautiful scenery in front of her, but was finally knocked down by sleepiness, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Xueji said that she needed to pay a price for spying into the future, she didn't say what it was, but in Chen Xi's eyes, she used to be as gorgeous as a summer flower, as warm as the sun, radiant, full of vitality and vitality. Now she is thin and thin, and after removing her delicate makeup, her face is pale and her skin is dull. It is as if the oil paintings, which were originally painted in vivid colors, have faded, and the emerald green leaves have withered and fallen in late autumn.

In the council chamber of Fort Asgard, all thirty-two chairs of the wise men were seated at the circular table of the Senate, except for a few seats of the Great Sage, who sat in the first seat.

In fact, the Senate, the highest authority in the god-descended world, rarely has all the wise men in attendance, after all, some of them are too old, and their weak bodies make them unable to withstand the bumps, and they are basically scattered all over the world. In a group of old and middle-aged people, there are two young faces. One is César Demwell, the Great Sage of Time. The other was a tall, handsome young man with a cynical smile.

Alves the Golden Dwarf is also an extremely rare sight in the council chambers, with a twisted figure, short legs and long hands, a large head and a weathered face, skin as pale as a corpse, and black hair and beard. The exposed skin on his face and hands and feet was tattooed with all kinds of golden cumbersome totems.

"Thank you all for coming," Professor Doyle said, standing up, "My student Lin Xueji saw some fragments of the future through Scolder's dream, a devastating catastrophe that would sweep New York and kill countless people. ”

"Professor Doyle, since we already knew the disaster was happening, why didn't we do the evacuation work in advance?" said the youth.

"There are 8,510,000 people in New York, how can they be transferred? Besides, the boy of the Rodriguez family, your family is really in decline, and it seems that your elders have left unfortunate enough knowledge before they have imparted enough knowledge on you. You don't know the future that this prophecy sees, and if it happens before the day of large-scale interference in fate can have extremely terrible consequences, you know?" said a middle-aged man with a sneering face.

"My family is currently the only one of my gods, and it is indeed in decline, but I am still of A-level blood, but Mr. Colombo, your patriarch is only a B-level, and it is also a declining family, I am afraid that the Colombo family will lose the wise seat of the Senate sooner" The young man of the Rodriguez family replied without concession.

The patriarch of the Colombo family turned pale after hearing this, and the number of wise men in the Senate was fixed at thirty-two, but the family was not fixed when sitting on this seat. There were still a lot of Divine Blood Clans out there, staring at the position under their butts.

Although the Rodriguez family is now only one god descendant due to an accident, their Colombo family can't even find a god descendant of A-level blood, and the highest bloodline is only B-level, and it is more likely that he will be kicked out of the senate. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Professor Doyle.

"Alright, Mr. Jonathan Rodriguez and Mr. Marko Colombo, please respect the order of the room. Professor Doyle said aloud.

"Respectfully, ma'am, I chose your Time Spider Web course this year, and I don't want to get too bad a grade because I offended you. Jonathan said with a smile.

"That's to shut up, Mr. Jonathan, and I'm not going to let this affect your grades. But I don't want to hear about some irrelevant topics anymore. Is there anyone else who has good advice?" Professor Doyle's expression was a little serious, her students had done everything she could, even giving her life for it, Professor Doyle was not in a good mood, she just wanted to find a solution in this meeting, not to let her students' efforts go to waste.

"Maybe we should ask Quetzalcoatl for help, Trabaran has a lot of space, if Quetzalcoatl agrees to open Trabaran's barrier, in the event of a disaster, we can evacuate the residents of New York while relocating some of the inhabitants in Trabaran. Wilson, the Great Sage of Space, suggested.

Space Sage Kelton Wilson is the current president of Zgrad College.

"I don't think that big bug is that easy to talk to, how many years have you not seen that guy? Except for a few old guys, no one else has seen it once, right? Do you really want to hope for that guy?" said the Great Sage of Thunder and Lightning, Li Onde. The Great Sage of Thunder, Leonde Tuli Cicero, known as the Thunder Lion of the Amazon when he was young, is now nearly fifty years old, but his power is not diminished. He was tanned, tall, shaved, and bearded, and his face inevitably showed some wrinkles, but there was no trace of fatigue in his eyes.

"It's true that we haven't seen Quetzalcoatl in years, but there was a freshman from the Zigrad Academy who was summoned by Quetzalcoatl when he first entered Trabaran a few months ago," said the Grand Sage of Time.

"Who are you talking about, Dhumville, the bloodline of the Nether God?" asked the Thunderbolt Sage. He'd already skipped two meetings, and a god-descendant branch in Brazil had rebelled with a group of dangerous species and drug cartels, and he had gone to great lengths to eradicate the group, but he was still interested in the bloodline of the only Nether God.

"Yes, his name is Chen Xi, he is our S-class freshman, maybe our miracle boy can bring us some surprises. ”

Chen Xi received the news that the academy told him to go back as soon as possible, as well as countless emails and missed phone calls. Chen Xi stared at the emergency message displayed in red on the screen of his mobile phone and thought about it, saving the world or something, where is it better to play with a cute girl.

Human beings are contradictory, for countless years, people have ridiculed King Zhou You for losing the country in order to win the laughter of the beauties and the princes of the beacon fire, but they look at those kings who do not love the country and love the beauty with an appreciative attitude. In the bright sword, Li Yunlong opened fire and blew his newlywed wife and the devil's special forces into pieces. If someone told Chen Xi that he should choose to save the innocent person in the car or the girl he loved, Chen Xi might hesitate, but he would definitely choose to save his beloved, so he couldn't be a real hero.

"Hey, passerby Chen, what are you doing? Lin Xueji looked at Chen Xi, who was rubbing behind, and said.

"Okay, I'll be right here. He turned off his phone, put it in his pocket and followed.

They are on the territory of the Norwegian city of Stavanger, on the Kjerag Mountain, deep in the Lysefjord.

March in Norway is not a good season for mountaineering, the snow is so thick that in some places you can sink as soon as you step on it. Chen Xi unleashed the red fire of the lava demon and turned the snow into a path that could be passed.

In many places, you need to pull the chain and climb hard, and you have to pass through gravel roads and steep rocks, which is fine for Chen Xi, but it is not an easy task for Lin Xueji, who is getting worse and worse. She fell again and again, got up again, and rejected Chen Xi's proposal to carry her up the mountain, she gritted her teeth and climbed up step by step, stubbornly making Chen Xi feel a little distressed.

Finally they reached the northern summit of Mount Kjerag, and the sun began to shine through the clouds. The Miracle Stone appears calmly in front of you, like the jewel of this mountain, sandwiched between two mountains, this scene is the best interpretation of the magic of nature, and no artist can compare with nature.

Chen Xi and Lin Xueji stood on the miracle stone, and the foothold was nothing more than a small platform of one square meter, with a cliff up to a depth of thousands of meters, and the magnificent scenery of Lysefjord was in full view. But Chen Xi didn't have the heart to enjoy the beautiful scenery, there was no protection around, he fell down, even if he was physically strong, he would fall into a puddle of flesh, he was afraid of heights, he had played the roller coaster once since he was a child, and he didn't dare to try it a second time.

Chen Xi found that Lin Xueji was trembling very much, so he hugged her tighter. Chen Xi didn't want to stand on the miracle rock at all, it was Lin Xueji who pulled him and jumped up.

"If we're scared, let's go back, right?" Chen Xi shouted, the wind was very strong, and he was worried that Lin Xueji wouldn't be able to hear.

"Stupid"

"What?" Lin Xueji's voice was not loud, Chen Xi didn't hear it clearly, two cold lips were suddenly imprinted on his mouth, and he saw Lin Xueji's face with a red glow, her long and curved eyelashes trembling slightly, and the fragrance of the girl's warm breath. The whistling wind in their ears disappeared, and the world suddenly fell silent, they hugged and kissed each other hundreds of meters in the air, and below was the abyss, and the wind swept the snowflakes in the sun.