The sky was a little low, the bright red sunset pierced the clouds, revealing several huge beams of light, and the remaining dim twilight shrouded the small city on the edge of the Aoyuan continent, the sky burning city. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The streets are paved with bluestone and lead into the distance.

People are dressed plainly, their complexion is like clothes, and they feel gray and somewhat depressed.

They either walked in groups of three or five, or sat on both sides of the street chatting in twos and threes, depressing and leisurely, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Mu Fan walked down the street with his head bowed, like many teenagers, there was nothing special, if there was any, it was that his coarse cloth clothes were more ordinary than the others, so ordinary that even the trouser legs were a little tattered.

His figure looked thin and slender, and his complexion was a little dark, and he walked silently like this, and he couldn't spot him in the crowd without looking closely.

"Have you heard? Last night, the West City Gate was attacked by the 'Underworld' again, and several guards died, and they all died in horror, I'm afraid that I will have nightmares even if I look at them..."

A voice came into Mu Fan's ears and caught his attention, and he raised his head slightly, revealing his face in the shadows.

It was a knife-like cheek, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a lingering resolute color between the eyebrows.

The bridge of the nose is slightly straight, and a pair of eyes are like stars in the night sky, which are unusually bright. The whites of his eyes are pure and pure, making it hard to forget at a glance.

His black hair was a little messy, and the breeze swayed across his forehead.

Mu Fan looked towards the place where the voice came from, and there, there were several middle-aged people with solemn expressions, and this one who spoke was probably one of them.

Mu Fan obviously had no intention of staying, he took steps and continued to move forward, but his eyebrows were involuntarily twisted together, and the light in his eyes weakened a little, and dimmed a little...

"Ouch. ”

A slightly chubby young man hurried and hit Mu Fan's shoulder, but instead he was knocked to the ground and let out a cry of pain.

The chubby boy was a little embarrassed, but he was shocked in his heart, the young man standing obviously looked extremely thin, as if the wind blew down, but he didn't expect his body to be so tough, it seemed that under the thin appearance, there was an extremely strong strength hidden.

The chubby boy rubbed his aching shoulders and got up, just about to say two words of apology, but suddenly saw the appearance of the person in front of him, so his previous doubts were relieved.

He is the Young King, Mu Fan!

The chubby young man's eyes swelled with admiration, and he said quickly: "Brother Mufan, I'm really embarrassed, blame me for being reckless." ”

In Heavenly Burning City, Mu Fan, who was only sixteen years old, was recognized by everyone as the young king.

In terms of strength, Mu Fan was born with strange powers, even if some adults are beyond their reach, in terms of mind, it is unanimously recognized by everyone, over the years, he has taken the teenagers in the city out of the city many times to experience, and there has never been an accident.

Therefore, unconsciously, he became a well-deserved king in the hearts of all the teenagers.

If nothing else, he will definitely become a member of the 'Hunting Team' in the future, and may even become a member of the 'Hunting Regiment' of the Heavenly Firmament Empire, which is the supreme glory!

Mu Fan couldn't see any mood fluctuations in his eyes, and he didn't even seem to blink his eyes, he ignored the slightly chubby young man in front of him, and continued to walk forward in the latter's puzzled expression.

He looked very arrogant in his behavior.

"What's wrong with him?"

The chubby young man muttered to himself, but was pulled by his companions on the side, and said jokingly: "You are too ill-informed, haven't you heard, the current young king has been completely abolished." ”

His voice was not concealed in the slightest, and Mu Fan, who had just walked a few steps, had a cold look in his eyes, and then he slowly turned around and stared at the young man who was talking.

The young man was very tall, a head taller than Mu Fan, almost the same as an adult, but when he felt Mu Fan's cold gaze, he was full of excitement.

He suddenly thought that no matter how wasted Mu Fan was, that terrifying strange power was not something he could resist at all, and then he was on guard and slowly retreated.

"Hehe, does the former young king want to beat people on the street? It's so funny..."

Suddenly, a light laugh came, making Mu Fan's cold eyes even more gloomy, and he turned his head to look, only to see a group of people slowly walking on the other side of the street.

The group were all teenagers, most of them were about the same age, but at the front of the crowd was a handsome young man in a white shirt.

The young man's eyebrows were flying, his whole body was white and clean, like a proud leader, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qi Scale, the son of the captain of the 'Hunting Squad' of Heavenly Burning City, is sixteen years old, and has the qualification of a seventh-rank Aoyuan.

Mu Fan naturally knew Qi Scale, who had always been looking for an opportunity to surpass himself all these years, trying to take away the name of the Young King, but he never had a chance, but now, with that matter being made public, how could he miss such a wonderful opportunity to trample on himself?

Qi Scale's voice was very loud, which attracted the sideways glances of many people around him, so they found this interesting scene and came closer to each other.

There were more and more onlookers, and Qi Liang also came to Mu Fan with a group of teenagers, he looked at Mu Fan's gloomy face, smiled even more, and said lightly: "Mu Fan, haven't you forgotten the rules of the Heavenly Burning City? Brawls are forbidden in the city, otherwise they will be expelled, this is set by the city lord himself..."

As the word city lord came out, everyone was slightly stunned, and then there was a strong sense of awe in their eyes.

That was the strongest person of the Heavenly Burning City, and it was also the figure that turned the tide when the Heavenly Burning City faced the crisis of slaughtering the city countless times. He guarded the city and gave people the resources to survive.

Men and women, young and old, as long as they hear the word city lord, they are all in awe, even if they use their lives, they must defend the glory of the city lord.

Everyone came back to their senses and watched with great interest what was happening in the field.

Qi Lan ignored these gazes and continued: "Mu Fan, I'm for your good, if you are expelled, there is only one way to die, after all, you don't have the qualifications of Ao Yuan, you can't become a 'Yuan Master', how can you resist those terrible 'Underworld'?"

Wow.

As soon as these words came out, many people's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

"What? Mu Fan actually doesn't have the qualifications of Ao Yuan? I heard you right?"

"It can't be fake, right? He's the Young King, is he mistaken?!"

"It is presided over by the elder himself, and there is a divine object such as a detection stone, how can it be wrong?! If you don't believe it, you can ask other people, just a few days ago. ”

......

Of course, in addition to this part of the people, the other part did not have too many emotions, and they already knew about it, but the indifferent eyes made Mu Fan frown.

Ao Yuan is a strange energy on the Ao Yuan Continent, and with it, you have the capital to become a 'Yuan Master'.

And this Ao Yuan qualification is the perception of Ao Yuan, which is divided into one to nine grades, the higher the grade, the greater the potential.

If you don't have Ao Yuan's qualifications, you are the lowest civilians in the mainland, and you can only succumb to the city, praying that those damn things will not break through the city walls.

The corners of Qi Scale's mouth raised into a victor's smile, his goal was achieved.

Over the years, how many people have expressed hope for Mu Fan, but this is the result. He knows that when expectations turn into disappointment, this backlash can be disgusting.

Mu Fan's heart was beating faster and faster, because his heart was extremely angry. But he was calm, and his eyes turned from gloomy to calm.

He looked at Qi Liang indifferently, looked at the young man in white with a proud expression, and finally spoke, "You're very happy, aren't you? Because it's the first time you've ever been able to talk to me like this." ”

Mu Fan's words were very concise, but his face was blue and red, and he forcibly suppressed it, and said: "You are just a waste of natural strange powers, three days later, when I succeed in opening the Yuan and become a Yuan Master, I will let you know that in front of the Yuan Master, your strange power is just a joke." ”

He always firmly believed that if it weren't for Mu Fan's superiority in strength, the name of this young king would inevitably be him.

Mu Fan's eyes froze, and the bitterness at the corner of his mouth made his eyes dim slightly.

There is indeed a world of difference between the Yuan Master and the civilians, no matter how much the power of the civilians is against the sky, they are always no match for the Yuan Master with Ao Yuan.

However, unfortunately, Mu Fan has lost the qualification to participate in the Kaiyuan ceremony, because he does not have the qualification of Aoyuan.

The surroundings were already surrounded by onlookers, many of whom Mu Fan knew, or even familiarized, but most of them chose to stand behind Qi Lan at this time, watching coldly, without any discomfort.

This is human nature, Qi Liang has the qualification of Seven Grades of Aoyuan, and it is not wrong for everyone to choose to follow, after all, it is a powerful guarantee for survival in the future.

Mu Fan tilted his head slightly, looking at a girl who was half a step behind Qi Scales.

The girl was dressed in a red dress, her big eyes blinked slightly, her black hair hung down her waist and hips, and she was weak and self-contained, which caused many people around her to cast hot eyes.

Liu Yue'er, a thousand catties of the Liu family in the Heavenly Burning City, is fourteen years old, and has the qualification of five Aoyuan.

When Mu Fan's gaze fell on Liu Yue'er, the latter's eyes were a little evasive, as if he didn't dare to look directly, so Lianbu moved slightly, hiding behind Qi Liang without a trace.

Mu Fan smiled slightly, looked away, and couldn't see any joy or anger.

He still remembers that a few days ago, the girl who always followed behind him and kept shouting 'Brother Mufan', but now, the two are obviously strangers.

Mu Fan looked at Qi Scale, who raised his chin slightly, his expression was contemptuous, and he looked like a victor.

So his smile disappeared, and his calm eyes finally cooled down little by little at this time.

At this moment, almost everyone felt that the atmosphere in the field was a little stagnant, and even the temperature seemed to be a little lower, and the source of all this was actually the young man who was called waste, a look from him.

This is not the coercion of the Yuan Master, nor is it an inexplicable ability, but a kind of momentum.

An indomitable, fearless momentum!

Mu Fan approached Qi Liang step by step, until everyone beside the latter subconsciously retreated and moved out of the way.

Qi Liang was suddenly a little scared at this moment, afraid that Mu Fan would break the jar and break it, so he would desperately attack him.

After all, he who has not yet opened the Yuan is not Mu Fan's opponent at all, even if Mu Fan does not have Ao Yuan qualifications, he can't do it!

Just when everyone thought Mu Fan would make a move, he suddenly stood still, and the breeze rolled up the corners of his dirty and tattered clothes, and rolled up his messy black hair, revealing a resolute cheek.

He slowly leaned closer to Qi Scale's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "My way, it's not your turn to point fingers, you don't deserve it!"

After speaking, he looked around, his voice suddenly loud, and said: "Three days later, the Kaiyuan ceremony, the battle of righteousness!"

Mu Fan's voice echoed in the field, causing everyone to freeze in place, as if they saw a wounded beast, desperately rising.

Mu Fan disappeared into the distance, disappearing into the twilight, but no one noticed that the seemingly calm young man had already clenched his hands into fists, his nails pierced his palms, and a trace of blood flowed out.

The blood was very red, and in this gray atmosphere, it was extremely glaring.

(To be continued...) ）