Liu Feng looked at Lan Ying and others who were laughing in front of him with some amusement, rolled his eyes, and cursed with a smile: "You guys, if you don't go to the City Lord's Mansion to eat well, why are you coming to my place?"
"Hehe." Lan Ying laughed dryly, stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Instructor, isn't this to improve our relationship? Besides, you are also going to the big duel with the orcs.
"
Liu Feng smiled slightly and suddenly said: "Lan Ying, you are the second son of the Lan family of the American Empire, right?"
Lan Ying's smile faltered, and he nodded awkwardly.
Liu Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and continued speaking one by one: "Gangsa, the Hess Empire, the commander of the cavalry army, the eldest son of Ganglei... The Lion War, the Zhongxia Empire, the second son of the Lion King family... Tsk.
.Tsk...you guys...can really be regarded as powerful aristocratic young masters." At the end of his words, Liu Feng smacked his lips and shook his head.
He got all this information from Ao Hao. When he first learned this, even he himself was shocked for a long time. These three guys plus Nicholas Snow can definitely be regarded as the real best.
A princeling.
When Liu Feng revealed their identities, the three of them smiled awkwardly.
Liu Feng was very clear about their move to build a relationship. A ninth-level star powerhouse was highly valued in the major empires, and to be able to have a good relationship with a star powerhouse, this pair of families...
...is a very beneficial thing.
This is why Hua An tried his best to please Liu Feng after the mission failed last time. He even gave him a distinguished membership card to gain Liu Feng's favor.
He reached out and picked off a slender leaf, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, saying vaguely: "I know what your plans are. As long as you don't go too far, I will turn a blind eye."
Eyes, friendship doesn’t happen all at once, but needs to be cultivated slowly. As for what will happen in the future, no one knows?”
The three of them nodded awkwardly again, but they didn't expect that their intentions would be seen before they said a word.
Liu Feng chuckled, his gentle laughter dispelling their boredom. He pointed to the hall and said with a smile: "Let's go in, lest you say that I, the instructor, am so stingy that I don't even treat you to a meal."
The three of them laughed and quickly followed.
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After drinking and eating, a few people sat leisurely in the courtyard, sipping tea and basking in the warm sunshine.
Liu Feng glanced at Hong Yi, who was playing with Xiao Jin, and then glanced at Lan Ying, who was so sunburned that he couldn't even open his eyes, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Lan Ying." Liu Feng kicked the magician who was so comfortable out of the soft chair.
"What are you doing? Instructor?" Lan Ying looked unhappy, rolled his eyes and asked.
"I'll give you a task, hehe." Liu Feng smiled slyly.
"Now, it seems that the training time is over, right? You have no right to issue tasks to me." Lan Ying puffed up his chest and said depressedly.
Liu Feng glanced at him sideways and said with a sinister smile: "You're a good boy. Do you need the two of us to practice alone?"
Seeing that this guy was going to be unlucky, Gonza and Shizhan on the side quickly drew a line with him, shrunk their heads, and laughed a few times in glee at his misfortune.
Lan Ying had a mournful look on his face, raised his hands in surrender and said, "You are always troublesome, so just give me your orders. There is no need to threaten me like this."
Liu Feng chuckled and raised his chin towards Hong Yi: "Help me try Hong Yi's strength. What level is it?"
Hearing Liu Feng's voice, Hong Yi stopped playing with Xiao Jin, and his blood-colored pupils stopped on Lan Ying's body. The strange blood pupils made Lan Ying shiver uncontrollably, and he laughed dryly.
Voice: "Instructor, how should we try?"
Liu Feng squinted his eyes and thought about it carefully. The Tai Chi in red was no longer the Tai Chi he was familiar with. Even he was not very clear about the changes. However, one thing that was certain was... the mutation of Tai Chi must be the same as the Tai Chi he was familiar with.
The red energy in Hongyi's body has something to do with it, but if Liu Feng were to think about it further, he would be confused.
Crossing his slender fingers lightly, Liu Feng chuckled and said, "Try Hong Yi's ability to absorb magic." He wanted to see how much energy Hong Yi's weird blood-colored vortex could swallow up?
What is the upper limit?
Lan Ying didn't understand what Liu Feng said. What is the ability to attract magic? Although he didn't understand, he still followed the instructions. He stretched his palm forward and waved it slightly, and several transparent sharp ice spikes appeared out of thin air.
emerge.
Regarding the little girl in front of him, Lan Ying did not take out the magic wand. As an eighth-level strongman, he naturally has some arrogance that belongs to him. If he has to do his best to treat such a little girl, he can just be here.
Dig a hole and bury yourself.
Hong Yi's expression was indifferent. To a stranger, her little face seemed like ice that had never melted for thousands of years. She moved her little hands, and the bloody vortex that amazed Liu Feng emerged again.
The sudden appearance of the bloody vortex and the huge suction force made Lan Ying understand what Liu Feng had just said. After several days of death competition training, his heart was frightened but not chaotic. He narrowed his eyes slightly, waved his right hand, and several times
An ice thorn streaked through the void and stabbed hard.
The little hand in red clothes moved, and the bloody vortex also moved with it. The huge suction force directly sucked in several ice spikes that flew near and disappeared.
Lan Ying was stunned...Gangsa and Shizhan, who were preparing to watch the show, also looked stunned.
Red's blood-colored eyelashes blinked slightly, and she raised her small eyebrows provocatively, imitating Liu Feng's look. She left the surrounding vortex with her left hand and controlled it with a single palm of her right hand.
Being despised by a little girl... Lan Ying smiled bitterly, picked up his energy, and said in a deep voice: "Little girl, next time, it's going to be real."
The corner of Hong Yi's mouth slightly raised, and he nodded indifferently. The sucking force of the bloody vortex in his hand became more and more powerful.
Lan Ying lowered his mind, his lips trembled, and the obscure magic spell sounded softly. On the palm of his hand, the cold magic elements quickly gathered. The originally warm small courtyard suddenly seemed to have entered a severe winter. The surrounding grass and trees
, looming ice.
As the number of ice elements increased, snowflakes fluttered in the small courtyard and the temperature dropped sharply.
Lan Ying spit out the last magic spell and shouted softly: "Snowstorm." Snow flakes all over the sky suddenly roared and rolled up with great force.
A small snowflake streaked across a big tree. After a moment, the tree broke off from the top and rolled into the courtyard, and was then chopped into pieces by countless snowflakes.
Feeling the powerful power hidden in the magic, Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly moved his inner energy, ready to rescue at any time.
A circle of red light appeared on Hong Yi's body, isolating the cold air. The blood-colored vortex in his hand turned slightly, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared. In front of him, the huge ice and snow storm was rotated by this suction force.
The force was dissolved, and the snowflakes as hard as fine steel were quickly sucked into the bloody vortex that seemed to be a bottomless pit.
Liu Feng, who was lying on the soft chair, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
The eyes of the other two people beside them have already bulged out. Even if they were the seventh-level magic and blizzard, they would only dare to break it with their deep fighting spirit, and this would give them a headache.
The seventh-level magic was so easily broken by the little girl in front of me?
If it weren't for the still spinning bloody vortex and the stunned Lan Ying, the two of them would have thought that what just happened was a dream.
Gonsa coughed lightly, moistened his dry throat, and asked with a wry smile: "Instructor, what is that thing in her hand? Why... is it so powerful?"
Liu Feng smiled slightly, shrugged, and said with a smile: "I said I don't know either, do you believe it?"
Although Gonza nodded with a cracked mouth, the meaning in his eyes was: "I believe it. If I believe you, I am a fool."
Facing his expression, Liu Feng could only spread his hands innocently.
In the field, Lan Ying finally woke up from his dazed state. He frowned and looked at the spinning bloody vortex in Hong Yi's hand. The space ring on his finger shone slightly, and a huge blue magic wand appeared in his palm.
middle.
Holding the magic wand tightly and feeling the magical elements pouring in around him, Lan Ying finally felt a little relieved.
When Gansa and Shizhan saw Lan Ying actually pulling out the magic wand, their expressions changed. They had been getting along with Lan Ying for a while, and they understood his rules very well. In front of people who did not get his approval, he usually
He would not take out his magic wand to fight with it. In his words, "That would only belittle my beloved wand."
"Eighth-level water magician, Lan Ying." The staff touched his chest, and Lan Ying performed the courtesy of a magician, which was a sign of respect for an opponent.
Hong Yi was not familiar with these, but according to her nature, even if she knew, she would not care about it, so she just nodded lightly.
Lan Ying was not angry at her rudeness. After all, she was just a little girl. With a wave of the staff, water shield, magic recovery and other auxiliary magics, he skillfully and quickly applied them to her.
"It seems like this guy is really coming. Hehe, there's a good show to be seen." The two bored people on the side laughed happily.