"Where are we going?" Fu Suifeng asked with some concern as he watched the sturdy guard soldiers leave. Mo Lan threw out two sets of clothes in the spatial ring, and said with a smile: "The following of a group of fierce warriors will make you feel happy to travel?" Traveling?"

Change your imperial robe, afraid that others won't know that you are the prince?" Fu Suifeng knew, and it was in vain to tell Mo Lan about the etiquette, ancestral system, and rules, so he silently changed the clothes that Mo Lan threw out.

In the mountains and forests, the appearance of two big nobles brought a touch of cheesiness and awkwardness to the green mountain forest. was carried by Mo Lan with the wind, swearing in his heart.

Since he became a prince, he has never worn such a luxurious outfit. However, the aristocratic robe woven with gold thread was really comfortable.

Suddenly, Mo Lan stopped in the forest and smiled at Fu Suifeng, "I'm in trouble." With Mo Lan's voice, the air in the forest began to condense, and the coldness in the space became heavier and heavier. In just a moment, the trees of the entire forest were covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and snowflakes fell from the sky.

Fu Suifeng subconsciously tightened his collar. Looking at the snowflakes falling around, I was surprised, "This is spring, snowfall?" The figure in the depths of the forest slowly cleared, making Fu Suifeng breathe a sigh of relief.

He stroked away the snowflakes falling on his face, and said to the figure walking by, "Touch your face, why are you here?"

Mo Lan looked at the empty right arm of the person who came, and was also a little surprised. "The biggest loser in the imperial capital?" What surprised Mo Lan was that the biggest loser in the imperial capital in front of him had actually stepped into the realm of the emperor.

Originally, he touched his face coldly, listened to Mo Lan's words, and said with a wry smile: "Give me some face, how can I say that I am also a Douhuang ......"

A hint of joy flashed in Fu Suifeng's eyes, and he stepped forward and patted his face's shoulder. "How. You managed to kill the original Earth Dou Emperor?"

Touching his face and said proudly: "Of course, otherwise how can I become a Douhuang." "Douhuang, he is almost the strongest cultivator in the Xishan Empire, if you want to be worshiped by the people of the Xishan Empire, the only way is to become the Douhuang.

It's like Mo Mad became the Emperor of Fighting. became the military god of the Xishan Empire, although this name is unknown to ordinary people, but how to say that it is not the emperor.

"Touch your face. Did the Prime Minister ask you to come here?" asked Fu Suifeng. Touching his face and staring at Mo Lan, his eyes slowly condensed. "No, I'm here when I become the queen of fighting. I'm going to prove that I'm not a waste. To earn back respect. ”

"Touch your face, you, if you let your father know......"

Mo Lan interrupted Fu Suifeng's words, looked at his head and smiled: "Being able to step into the realm of the Douhuang Emperor, you have proven that you are not a waste." The youngest Douhuang of the Xishan Empire. ”

Touching his face, he shook his head, "I'll never forget your waste-like contempt." I've been practicing hard so far to prove in battle that I'm not a waste in your eyes. ”

The words touching his face paused slightly, and he shook his empty right arm, "But I don't hate you." If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today. ”

Mo Lan in the brain. The shadow of the waste land became fainter and fainter, and the face in front of him slowly replaced it, "Okay, I also want to see if the name of the Douhuang is not worthy of the name." ”

When the golden hoop stick appeared in Mo Lan's hand, he touched his face and said with some hesitation: "Wait." Can you not use the Thousand Waves Technique? I know you're very strong in martial arts. ”

Fu Suifeng felt a little blushing at touching his face, the empire did not have that Dou Huang, and he would limit the opponent's way of fighting. Mo Lan smiled heartily, "Okay." I don't attack with a thousand waves. ”

In fact, at this time, Mo Lan already had ninety-nine heavy fighting divine stick methods, and there was still a thousand heavy wave tricks there.

At this time, the temperature in the space continued to drop, causing hoarfrost to slowly appear on Fu Suifeng's body, and he had to leave the two of them far away, he didn't want to be frozen to death.

Fu Suifeng's gaze focused on Mo Lan, and he clearly knew that Mo Lan's level had not reached the realm of the Dou Huang. With just the golden hoop stick, Mo Lan can really resist the attack of touching his face?

Snowflakes slowly cover the woods in spring...... The world of ice and snow contains infinite killing opportunities in beauty. The snow scene in the spring adds a bit of weirdness to this killing machine.

The falling snow made the not dense woods hazy. Touching his face had already melted into the snowflakes falling from the sky, and Mo Lan could no longer perceive the exact position of touching his face.

In the snowstorm, the eye has lost its proper role and has become a burden in the battle. Mo Lan, who was holding a golden hoop stick, looked like he was standing in the falling snow very casually, but in fact, his brain was running at a high speed, and he was looking for a way to break through the heavens, earth and mortal dust.

Touching his face in the snowflakes, staring at Simo Lan, he didn't dare to make a move. The painful memories of a few months ago and Mo Lan's casual posture made him dare not move when he touched his face.

He clearly knows that with their current height, victory or defeat is often a matter of one move. Time passed minute by minute, and neither of them made a move.

Fu Suifeng, who was standing in the distance, smiled secretly in his heart, "Touching his face was obviously frightened by Mo Lan's movements, how could Mo Lan, who had not stepped into the realm of Douhuang, judge the exact position of his face when he blended into the heaven and earth." ”

Although the martial arts and levels of the floating wind have never broken through to a very high level. But he grew up in the palace since he was a child, and naturally has a vision and cognition beyond ordinary people.

A few falling snowflakes, the trajectory is forming unnaturally, and it seems that touching the face has decided to attack. It was impossible for ordinary martial artists to tell what difference would be made when the snowflakes fell, but in Mo Lan's perception, the trajectory of the snowflakes was slow and clear.

The strangeness of the snowflakes immediately attracted Mo Lan's attention, and he smiled slightly in his heart, "With the help of the attack of foreign objects between heaven and earth, how can I escape my Peerless Fighting Soul vision that is several times clearer." ”

A few falling snowflakes suddenly changed their trajectory and shot towards Mo Lan extremely quickly. Snowflakes in flight. Slowly transformed into a few patches of blue ice, and the cold air was wanton and full of murderous intent . Mo Lan's figure swayed slightly, dodging a few pieces of ice, and the golden hoop stick in his hand brought up a few phantoms, cutting the ice into ice powder.

Jian Bing's attack made Mo Lan's heart move, "I am in the mortal world, if the Dou Huang wants to attack himself." Then the attack must reach the earthly world.

Although it was only a moment, if you grasp this kind of attack that suddenly jumps into the world, then you can't hurt the enemy, but you can protect yourself. ”

Mo Lan was completely immersed in the perception of the fighting spirit, relying on the absolute calmness of the fighting spirit, monitoring the surrounding environment. The next thing he had to do was to familiarize himself with the way he attacked from heaven and earth to earth.

The touching face that blended into the world was also hesitating in his heart at this time, he was thinking about what kind of attack method to use to initially contact Mo Lan, so that it would be safer.

The snowflakes suddenly disappeared completely. Mo Lan's heart tightened, "Here, these snowflakes have melted into the heavens and the earth under the manipulation of touching their faces, and mortals in the dust can no longer catch them." ”

Mo Lan, who was immersed in the fighting spirit, was waiting. Waiting for the snowflakes to appear again. He firmly believes that the attack that merges with heaven and earth will inevitably reach the earthly world, otherwise he will not be able to hurt himself in the earthly world.

The ice rays pierced through Mo Lan's body almost the moment they appeared. Twelve tiny holes frozen by the cold air were distributed in the limbs of Mo Landi.

"Damn, these ice rays have already begun to accelerate between heaven and earth. The moment they reappeared in the mortal dust, they had already reached their maximum speed, and they could not be caught at all. Mo Lan scolded in his heart.

"Mo Lan, it seems that I won. If you don't understand the attribute attack, you can't defeat the Douhuang. Our duel is over. ”

The snowflakes fell again in the air, and the figure of the touching face appeared in the snowflakes. From the attack just now, I already knew that Mo Lan, who had left the Thousand Waves Technique, could not be his opponent at all.

Mo Lan, whose limbs were pierced through the ground, smiled indifferently, "It's just the beginning, go on." Touching his face and staring, "Okay." I'll see how you break through the barriers between heaven and earth and the earth. ”

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