Magic Punk

Luo Nanfeng has purple hair and black eyes.

Looking at Xuan Yi's expression, he was a little amused.

She said I need your help to help me win this trial.

But her expression was not very urgent, as if if Xuan Yi rejected her here, then she would just turn around and leave.

"I need to know the knowledge about this trial." Xuanyi said: "This can be regarded as the first step of the transaction."

The boy was not going to give in.

"Okay." Luo Nanfeng nodded.

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"You are people from the outside world, right?" Luo Nanfeng held a pot of black tea in his hand and was pouring tea for Ye Ya. The warm dark red tea drew a clear arc in the air and stirred up a circle. Light mist.

Xuanyi lowered his head and took a sip of tea. He felt that the temperature was just right, and the aroma of tea filled the air, lingering in his mouth.

Luo Nanfeng turned around and filled a cup for himself, then took out a piece of pine cone cake from under the snack tower, put it into his mouth, and drank the tea in one gulp, as if his life was all about enjoying delicious food.

Ye Ya only felt that if Miss Lin Wei saw this person, she would definitely do it because of her confidant.

Because Lin Wei's belief is that people who treat food well are not bad people.

"To us, you are the people inside." Xuan Yi looked at the other person and replied.

Luo Nanfeng smiled, acquiescing to Xuanyi's words.

"There is nothing wrong with you saying that we are people inside."

"After all, I heard that the outside world is really big." Luo Nanfeng said quietly.

Xuanyi knew that everyone in this guardian city had almost no chance to get out.

After all, Luo Xi's trip to the Forgotten City on a cloud boat is something that only happens once in a thousand years.

"So you've never thought about going out?" Xuan Yi looked at her and said pointedly.

"Our world is also very big." Luo Nanfeng replied with a smile.

"Do you know what the Guijian clan is?" Luo Nanfeng asked.

Xuanyi looked at Ye Ya and shook his head.

Ye Ya also shook her head.

For the vast majority of people in this world, the hidden tribe is a group that does not exist in this world.

But even for the few people who know about the Yin Clan, the Guijian Clan seems to be a group that only exists in legends.

All the hidden tribes regard her as the strongest, but almost the entire world has never found their existence.

If Xuanyi and Ye Ya hadn't really seen the Guijian clan's city and even their saint this time, even they would have doubted whether this clan that no one had ever seen actually existed in this world.

"We are the Gui Jian clan." Luo Nanfeng said an obvious nonsense.

But Xuanyi listened carefully and waited for Luo Nanfeng's next words.

Because many times, the nonsense on the surface has a reason for its existence.

"What is the Yin tribe?" Luo Nanfeng asked first.

"The tyrannical clan hidden under the surface of this world." Ye Ya said.

Luo Nanfeng shook his head, and Xuanyi said: "A group of people with unique power linked by blood."

Luo Nanfeng smiled: "Okay, everything you said is right."

Ye Ya was talking about the surface, but Xuanyi was talking about the essence.

"We have never learned the history of your outside world, because for the Yin tribe, history is what happened in the past ten thousand years that is engraved on their own tribe."

"In that battle of hundreds of tribes, the Guijian tribe was one of the seven tribes that survived to the end, and was recognized as the strongest one."

"But at the beginning, the Guijian clan was actually just a weak group living in the cracks of the war between hundreds of clans."

"We do not have the power of blood as strong as other ethnic groups. We can mass-produce powerful warriors, and then use those warriors to conquer our own land under the sunshine of this world." Luo Nanfeng was telling about the history of his ethnic group, Both Xuanyi and Ye Ya were listening quietly.

History from the perspective of the Yin clan, especially the Guijian clan itself, is very precious knowledge for anyone.

"Among these seven ethnic groups, there are Xingche, Nihuang, Youying, Xiguang, and the Xuetong and Xu clans." Luo Nanfeng named the hidden clans one by one.

In this isolated city that is almost cut off from the world, speaking the name of the hermit people will not incur the divine punishment that follows them.

Luo Nanfeng said this, grabbed the nut cake in the middle of the dessert tower, put it in his mouth and clicked it, and then poured himself a cup of fragrant and delicious tea.

There is no awareness that I am trying to appetize others.

In other words, in Luo Nanfeng's mind, storytelling should be done while drinking tea, eating snacks, and singing songs over hot pot.

However, such a person is indeed very unbearable for people to be hostile to. Even Luo Xi gave her the right to enter and leave his residence freely.

Because she does her best to gain the trust of others quickly, which is really amazing and extraordinary.

"You see, among those ethnic groups, from their names, you can roughly guess the abilities flowing in their blood.'

"For example, the power of the stars of the Xingche clan, the flame and healing ability of the Nihuang clan, the incarnation of shadows of the Shadow clan, the rays of sunlight of the Xiguang clan, the super control of light and water by the Xuetong clan, the super control of light and water by the Xu clan, Wandering through the cracks and crannies of the world.”

Luo Nanfeng revealed the abilities of those Yin tribes one by one. In fact, the number of Yin tribes that Xuanyi came into contact with was far less than what Luo Nanfeng mentioned at this time.

But Xuanyi kept the abilities of these hidden people in mind one by one.

What he is most familiar with now is of course the star abilities of the Xing Che clan. The various magical powers derived from the changes in the stars have always been Xuan Yi's nightmare.

But now, the boy is finally getting rid of this nightmare.

"And our tribe's name is Guijian." Luo Nanfeng looked at Xuanyi, and then at Ye Ya, who was also having snacks with black tea.

In fact, Ye Ya is also very skilled in afternoon tea, even if it is already one o'clock in the morning.

"Can you tell me, what are the racial abilities of our Guijian clan?"

The purple-haired girl had a faint smile.

So you are particularly good with swords?

Xuanyi actually wanted to say this subconsciously.

But he immediately restrained his desire to say this because it was obviously wrong.

He belongs to the Guijian clan, and the name of his ancestral land is the City of Guardians.

"You probably just don't have the ability." Ye Ya put down the black tea aside and said leisurely.

This girl's ability to detect objects is perfect reasoning.

So what she is best at is discovering the truth from the details.

Luo Nanfeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Ye Ya: "So you are the legendary Ninth Princess?"

"I'm not the one in the legend, but it's true that I am the Ninth Princess."

Ye Ya was still very happy that the other party knew her identity. Of course, the main reason was that Ye Qing was so famous.

"Yes, I belong to the Sword Clan." Luo Nanfeng nodded.

"Can not afford to."