After practicing a large number of spells, Yue Xiaobai did not go to rest, but continued to exercise his body. Rather than mastering elemental spells, he aspires to become a martial artist and have a strong physique. This is also the reason why even though he is now physically weak, he still insists on exercising every day.

Ever since he returned from his journey to trials, his body had delivered him uplifting news.

Maybe it's the silver spiritual power that doesn't bother to absorb the nutrients in his body, or maybe it's the life element that strengthens his body, but the biggest possibility is both.

In the past few days, the three attributes of Yue Xiaobai's body have increased by 0.2.

......

Yue Xiaobai's clothes were soaked with sweat, and he shook his head and shook the drops off his face. After finishing his workout, he went to the arena and drew his commonly used sword from the weapon rack.

He held the hilt of his sword and made a gesture of holding a sword.

Eagle view of a sword, he has practiced tens of thousands of times, every bit of it, he is subtle, clear in his chest.

The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the memory of his body naturally came into play.

Yue Xiaobai is introverted, and his posture of holding a sword is ordinary, and it is extremely natural and coordinated. He has no power in him, but the wrath of thunder is hidden in the sword.

The powerful spiritual power can accurately control every inch of the body, and the silver spiritual power has allowed him to reach the subtle realm. Within more than ten meters around, the trajectory of falling leaves, the body of mosquitoes flying, and even a grain of dust raised by him were all in his senses.

This kind of realm is what every martial artist desires, but those who can do it are all at the peak of gold, or among the extraordinary powerhouses.

The difference is that Yue Xiaobai is a master with low eyes. He saw everything, and he knew how to draw a sword. Within three steps, he was able to make a sword with the explosive power of his body.

And once he was more than three steps away, he was powerless, and his weak body could not keep up with his mind at all.

......

Several teams of the Hidden World race are heading towards Dragon's Breath from different positions.

One of the fastest teams is already approaching outside the town.

This is a team of thirteen Moon Spirits.

The Moon Spirit Clan is superior in temperament and appearance.

There are men and women, the men are handsome and tall, and the women are demure and elegant. But compared to a female moon spirit who led the team, these twelve team members were just stars to foil them.

Her eyebrows are like crescent moons, and her eyes are bright.

She is extremely talented and out of the ordinary.

It is the moon falling and the stars, and it is not allowed to be fragrant.

She is Wolmin, the daughter of the Moon Spirit King.

"Yuejia. ”

Yuemin's voice was cold, different from Ye Beiqin's pretended coldness, but like Yue Xiaobai, indifferent from within.

The moonlight condensed, and the faces of the twelve moon spirits were covered with a layer of armor. This team of twelve Moon Spirits is the Moon Guard with the most outstanding combat effectiveness in Moon Spirit Township.

...

Eagle Shen Feng was already outside the town to welcome the moon spirit into the town.

When approaching the manor.

"He's in the martial arts arena, you just go straight to get there. Someone will arrange your accommodation later. When Ying Shenfeng spoke, he glanced at Yuemin with a strange look in his eyes.

Nu Yueling wore a mask and saluted him.

......

When the thirteen moon spirits came to the martial arts arena, Yue Xiaobai was standing in the center, he closed his eyes and stood with his sword in his hand.

Sensing the arrival of everyone, Yue Xiaobai's eyes opened. At this moment, December Wei lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and only Yuemin looked directly at him.

Yuemin's face armor dissipated, revealing a peerless face. Yue Xiaobai, who was looking at her, moved her eyes slightly.

'The beautiful woman is independent and independent, looking back at the city. He couldn't help but think of it.

Especially the other party's cold and noble temperament like the bright moon made Yue Xiaobai's heart ripple. His completely blocked heart was unexpectedly loosened. Yue Xiaobai frowned and locked the loose place again.

Yuemin bowed, her palms facing up, her legs crossed and bent one after the other, and bowed to the young Yingying. Behind her, the December Guard, holding a moon blade, rested on his chest, performed as a guard.

"Who are you?" Yue Xiaobai was a little puzzled, and could only recognize the identity of their moon spirits.

"This is a letter from Si Ming. Wolmin stepped forward and placed an object in his hand. The two were only one meter apart, and the fragrance on the woman's body also reached the young man's nose.

She didn't leave, she stood opposite Yue Xiaobai, looking at him quietly with a pair of moon eyes.

The commander of the Moon Spirit Clan is Yue Shuzhen, his mother.

Yue Xiaobai opened the bamboo slip in his hand, "Xiaoxiaobai, do you miss me very much?"

It's a pity that there are many things in the clan, and I can't see you often, and I'm alone here, and I can't even see a painting when I miss you.

After Xiaoxiaobai finished drawing, give it to Yuemin and let her bring it!"

Yue Xiaobai looked helpless, Yue Shuzhen was still thinking about the painting, she couldn't snatch it from Ying Shenfeng, and shifted the target to her son.

From the handwriting, he could see how much his mother, whose personality change, had changed her expression in these few words.

He continued to look down.

'Wolmin is the daughter of the Moon Spirit King, and she is also the most suitable successor to the next Moon Spirit King.

Xiaobai can't bully her just because she is beautiful, you definitely can't beat her now, and you have to endure bullying if you want to. ’

By the way, when you were ten years old two years ago, Wolmin had already made a marriage contract with you. ’

'In the land of Godfall, you and Ying Shenfeng should pay attention to safety, and don't wade into the muddy waters of that lake. Wolmin: They came there this time to protect you, not for the land of Godfall. ’

'Pinch your face, you have to think about your mother all the time!'

The handwriting ended here, Yue Xiaobai was a little stunned for a while, and he couldn't believe it and looked back at the bamboo slip again. He laughed angrily, he remembered that Yue Shuzhen had just become the commander of the Moon Spirit Clan two years ago.

In this way, she sold her son for a good price.

It's just, am I worth so much?

Yue Shuzhen must have something to hide from him, and this matter is very likely to have something to do with when he was born.

He remembers that scene for the rest of his life.

"Have you read the supple?" asked Yue Xiaobai.

"Yes. Wolmin nodded.

Yue Xiaobai: "......"

He suddenly remembered that many years ago, he had seen Yue Shuzhen salute Ying Shen Feng once, which was exactly the same as the salute that Yue Min had done to him just now.

"There's no possibility between us. ”

"I mean, the adults' decisions can't affect me, can you understand?" Yue Xiaobai looked directly into her eyes.

"You should say these words to the priest or to the mother. Wolmin looked at him.

......

Looking at Yuemin's appearance, she is only seventeen years old. But the Moon Spirit Clan has a long lifespan and a relatively late adulthood, and Yue Xiaobai doesn't know her actual age.

Yuemin's eyes were pure and flawless, and she couldn't see any mood swings. She is like a fairy in the Moon Palace, dusty and cold.

Yue Xiaobai turned around, calming her fast heartbeat.

His heart has long been hurt by the word love, and he has been blocked by him because of this. He didn't want it to come back to life, and he didn't have to.

He is just a passer-by in this world, coming in a hurry and leaving in a hurry.

In addition to the family affection that was tied up by Ying Shenfeng and Yue Shuzhen, he didn't want to have any other feelings.

Yue Xiaobai's back was lonely, and her voice was indifferent: "I, I'll talk to them." ”