Chapter Seventy-One: Empress Mengfei
"This feeling...."Liu Yifan stopped in mid-air, closed his eyes and muttered to himself.
The wings behind the back stretched out for more than ten meters, and it felt like an extra pair of arms, although they were large, they could be manipulated freely.
When the wings wave, they bring up the light of the stars, which looks quite magical.
"Xiaoman, follow me!" Liu Yifan shouted, his wings waved vigorously, and he came out of the string.
But Xiaoman's speed was not slower than him, and even flew in front of him while laughing.
"Big fool, you'd better hurry up. Xiao Man grimaced.
"Yo, you dare to provoke me. Liu Yifan stretched out his hand to grab it, but was deftly dodged by Xiaoman. "Elves, come and go freely!"
Liu Yifan finally used this magic that he had learned for a long time.
Xiao Man has butterfly-like wings, and he is indeed a pair of straight, transparent light wings like dragonflies.
As he cast his magic, a pair of slightly smaller golden wings suddenly appeared diagonally from behind him.
tried to swing it, and the speed suddenly increased greatly, leaving Xiaoman far behind, and making her squeak angrily.
"You! cheat. Xiao Man said angrily. "If you use magic, then I will use it too, 'Command.'"
Bang –
Liu Yifan, who turned off the fire in mid-air, fell on the soft turf on the ground.
Xiaoman also fell, and just as the two of them were fighting, a voice sounded in Liu Yifan's ears.
"Little doctor, don't make trouble, the old patriarch is looking for you. "Mu Yu's best friend, Mu Qing walked out of the jungle on the side.
Liu Yifan was stunned for a moment, and put down the little man in his hand. "Aunt Qing, the old man is looking for me again?"
He had a headache, after the patriarch of Muyin came back, he didn't know what he discussed with the sacred tree, so he sent him to the side of the altar to meditate if he had nothing to do, originally it was nothing, he had nothing else to do over the years, except for experimenting with the ponies when he had nothing to do, and there was nothing else to do besides transformation.
Since two years ago, as soon as he approached the altar, a powerful wave would hit his soul.
Sometimes it can even knock him unconscious, but it is not without benefits, countless impacts have made his soul more and more tenacious, but even if it is good, he is not happy to always go there to find guilt.
Therefore, he has been avoiding the old patriarch of Muyin recently, which is somewhat a bit of a passive slacking off.
Mu Qing covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then I don't know, anyway, I notified it, and you can do it yourself." ”
"Okay, okay. Liu Yifan patted the blades of grass on his body, picked up Xiaoman and walked towards the patriarch's wooden house.
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If you look at the face alone, you can't tell that this is an old elf who is more than three hundred years old. If it weren't for his gray hair mixed with red light, anyone would have thought of him as a young man.
Liu Yifan, who is usually not afraid of heaven and earth, stands in front of the old patriarch like a good baby at this time, not that he is sensible, but that he is cut by the old patriarch's fiery temper, when Mu Yu is there, the big deal is to hang him for a night, but the old patriarch is different, he doesn't beat him, he doesn't scold him, he only burns him with cigarette butts.
It's really a cigarette butt, and it's a large pipe with a diameter of more than five centimeters.
"Old man, what are you looking for me? Although Liu Yifan was a little afraid of the old patriarch, he didn't admit it.
Mu Yin, who was much taller than Liu Yifan, knocked on a huge pipe on the corner of the table next to him, and spit out a big smoke ring.
"Seeing that you've been quite idle lately, let's find something for you to do. "It's old, but it's loud.
"I'm not idle, I'm very busy every day. Liu Yifan hurriedly explained.
"Not idle, not idle, you are the little guy of the Huohuo clan?" the old patriarch glanced at him with slanted eyes, since he returned to the clan, basically every few days, the parents of the children came to sue Liu Yifan.
The children of the elven clan who are so alive have to let him add some strange abilities, not to mention. And the children who mingled with him were all infected with the vice of getting up early and having to exercise.
This is an elf clan, a natural magic aristocracy, if you don't meditate and temper magic, forget it, it's okay to practice hairy physical skills?
The most hateful thing is that the elders who taught them how to fight the enemy found that the first thought of these little ones who had grown into teenagers was to raise their fists and throw aside their natural magic.
Have you ever seen an elf who fights with each other and smashes his fists? Not before, but now there is, and he is a new generation.
Because of this, Liu Yifan is now very miserable in the clan, and everyone is almost shouting and beating.
So when he heard the words of the old patriarch of Mu Yin, he could only bow his head and laugh, unable to find a reason to refute.
"Alright, you pack up these days, go to the human realm, and help me deliver a message. The old patriarch of Muyin took another sip.
"To whom? Hearing it was just a message, Liu Yifan put his mind at ease, with his current time, it was enough to go out and have a good time.
"He Yuanguo, Empress Mengfei. Kigakure picked up a sealed roll of animal skins from the table, with a powerful magical seal attached to it.
"He Yuanguo, Mengfei, Empress?" Liu Yifan, who had never inquired about the human realm, was a little stunned at this time.
A white and tender body slowly flashed in his mind, Meng Fei, is that Meng Fei?