My Private Marvel System

"Oh, could it be that the pirate robbed the imperial ship?" Feng Yang looked indifferent.

"It seems that I can't hide anything from you." Xiang Sixue was not surprised after hearing this, his expression was as usual, and he seemed to be used to it.

"It's nothing hard to guess. Xiang Stei always sees you as a thorn in the eye, and he wanted to get rid of you a long time ago. The imperial ship being robbed and fetched can also be related to us. He just rushed to this vent. Why can't it be for this!" Feng Yang said slowly, but didn't panic at all.

"He wants to take me off in one bite, it's not so easy, but he found some faults for me." Xiang Sixue still had that calm expression.

"Oh." Feng Yang looked at him intently.

"Following the emperor's order, I ordered me to find out the islands where these pirates are entrenched within one month, and they are the most powerful ones."

"It doesn't seem to be difficult, but there is a mystery. Could it be that this dog smells something?" Feng Yang smiled coldly.

Dense fog floats in the night sky of'Hai [No] [Wrong] Mi City. The cool moonlight can't penetrate the dense fog. With a light wave of the hand, the fog overflows between the fingers like soft water. The ‘Champs’ Avenue was silent, and there was only one watchman playing the gong and lighting the lantern while walking and shouting:

"Boom, boom, boom, the sky is dry and everything is dry, beware of candles, beware of thieves."

The vague figure just disappeared into the thick fog, and another black figure jumped out of the dark corner, quietly and silently like a ghost, leaping towards the depths of the street. The black shadow fell in front of the ‘hot’ palace, stopped slightly, as if observing the surroundings, and then jumped over the tall wall and fell into the darkness.

A small courtyard in the front yard of the palace of the ‘submerged dwelling’. Hidden under a cherry tree. It was the residence of Prince Xiangsi Feiyu. Cultivation is very hard today. Xiangsi Feiyu went to sleep early.

The black shadow fell on the roof of the main house of the small courtyard, gently turning over the roof tiles, the sound was as light as ants, and the roof revealed a black hole the size of a person. On a moonless night, the room was pitch black. The black shadow jumped down from the entrance of the hole, his body as light as a swallow and agile, his figure still quietly landing. Inside the dark house. There is no sound, only a slight breathing sound, but this breathing sound is almost nothing in ordinary people's ears.

A light breeze floated out of the black shadow, drifting toward the depths of the house, and then quickly rotated around the black shadow's body, like a light wave scanning every corner of the house. When the breeze swept over the boy's head, the spinning breeze stopped. The eyes in the darkness looked at the place where the slight breathing sound came from, and seemed to have felt the presence of breath.

Using the light breeze formed by the exercise technique to detect the location of the object is already slightly inferior to the Helen Empire’s ‘Dragon Feather’ family’s blood inheritance technique ‘sensing’. This person's practice is unpredictable, enough to look down upon. The black shadow stared at the direction of breathing. The eyes that had adapted to the darkness seemed to have clearly seen the position of the figure, but the handsome boy on the bed was still sleeping soundly, not knowing.

With a single wave of the black shadow, the two small sharp needles pierced the darkness and quickly pierced the boy. In an instant, the position of the front needle was not biased, and the boy's eyes were closed.

When the sharp needle pierced the boy's eyes, a cloud of fire flashed in front of the boy's eyes, blocking the piercing needle.

The black shadow of the ‘Fire Cloud Seal’ couldn’t help but shook his heart. The defensive seal set in the container body, once a special part of the container was attacked, the seal would be automatically lifted and the defense was quickly activated.

The twin pupils of the Xiangsi family are the carrier of the ‘eyes’. The family’s vision is more important than life. When Xiang Si Feiyu was born, Xiang Sixue set a ‘fire cloud seal’ in his twin pupils. Decades of vicissitudes and ups and downs, the unpredictable, the thief, not to mention the monks of the other five countries, even the disciples of the country are also ill-intentioned, and they set up this barrier seal for their only son in a rainy day.

After the black shadow shook, he was no longer half conservative, his hands were drawn on his chest, and he meditated silently, seeming to condense some strange mana. After reciting, he waved his hands heavily, and his bare hands actually drew two sharp wind blades out of thin air, smashing Si Feiyu's pupils.

The "Fire Cloud Seal" did not reappear, and there was always a time limit for the activation of the seal. When Xiang Sixue was in the seal, the time interval for continuous activation was set to one quarter of an hour.

When the wind blade struck, Xiangsi Feiyu's sleeping body suddenly jumped into the air, and the long sword under the quilt with one hand was already in his hands. He just woke up with one hand and the long sword made a fiery blade. To the wind blade. Finally awakened from his sleep, or perhaps he was still on guard in his deep sleep.

The fiery red light flickered in the darkness, and the circle of light glided across the sword, like gold overflowing with color, the galaxy flew across, and the two powerful ancient seal characters "Feiquan" were engraved on the sword. Even sleeping, he pressed this long sword under his body.

There was a roar and a roar, Xiangsi Feiyu was still a very immature figure, flew out and hit the wall hard. Compared with this shadow, his power is still much immature.

But the black shadow looked in his eyes, but he was repeatedly frustrated by the weak young man's hands. With a twist of his eyes, it seemed to be a little angry. At this time, he switched to one hand and flipped it again. The blue light shining in the palm of his hand, the wind blade condensing spiritual power was several times stronger than before, and it hit the young man’s head heavily. This was not to take his pupils but Take his life.

A blaze of fiery light flashed across the boy's eyes, chanting secret secrets, and the ‘eyes’ were displayed again, and a ball of flame solidified into a ‘fire shield’, lying in front of the boy. The wind blade shining with blue light smashed through the ‘Fire Shield’ displayed by the ‘Lammu’ like a devastation, and the remaining energy smashed straight towards the young man as if entering a man’s realm.

The soul of death appeared in front of him, and the boy who had always been alone seemed to see the horror of death, rumbling, the door of the room was knocked open, and another blade of fire was like an electric flash from outside the house to the dark shadow.

The empty door on the side of the body opened wide, and the black shadow leapt up in horror. The wind blade that was about to split has lost its center, and it smashed into the ground heavily, and the broken slabs splashed open, a deep crack Across the ground, Xiangsi Feiyu managed to escape. And the slashing blade of fire slashed from the feet of Sombra, and Sombra was also able to escape the blow.

A tall and thin figure walked into the house slowly, with such a leisurely voice, a cold voice came:

"The superior Xiu of the mere'Mingfengjiao' dared to break into the'Hot Mansion' alone. It would be too courageous!"

At a glance, you can see the profound magic of the shadow. At least it is a high-level monk who is ‘ascendant’. And its training organization ‘Mingfeng Sect’. However, his calm demeanor and cold expression didn't seem to put this high-level monk in his eyes.

"It's not just the monks of the'Mingfeng Sect' who know the art of wind, besides, this'hot mansion' is not a dragon lake and tiger's lair, so why not come from it!"

The black figure fell to the ground, looking at the thin figure in the dark, his eyes drenched, this figure is so familiar, is it the wind of the six famous countries ten years ago, unexpectedly living in seclusion in this ‘hot mansion’. In surprise, he refused to admit defeat.

"If you want to steal the'Liaomu', it will be more difficult than entering the Longtan Tiger Den!"

It was still a cold voice, but the tone of his language became a bit heavier, and the sharp qi suddenly rose from the body and poured out. The black shadow looked in his eyes, and stopped talking, concentrating attentively, and the murderous aura gradually filled the darkness.

"His Royal Highness, it's almost behind me."

The thin man said, but his eyes never moved. Xiangsi Feiyu hurriedly got up from the ground and ran behind the man in several strides. It was a little embarrassed, and Bidor was not much better when he was beaten down.

The blue light once again shined in the shadow of one hand. The light actually formed the shape of a blade. The thin man muttered the ‘wind blade of the hand’, his clear eyes flashed in the darkness.

The black shadow yelled violently, and waved it with one hand. The violent wind roared and rushed. The blue light skyrocketed and turned into a huge blade. The roaring gust of wind was mixed with countless spiritual power condensed wind blades, and the wind carried it. The blade turned into a blue light was overwhelming and slashed towards the thin.

The spiritual power of the'Great Wind Slash' is condensed to the highest level of wind splitting. There are high and low spiritual powers. The spells cast by ordinary monks cannot be integrated into the spiritual power, and can only be achieved by the middle school. But this'Great Wind Slash' is It requires the caster to condense the spiritual power to the highest level to display it.

The blade of the blade did not arrive, but the strong wind hit, and the thin figure fluttered, like a leaf in the wind but standing still, one-handed long sleeves flying in the wind. The long sleeves were rolled over, and a group of flames scorched between the long sleeves. The flames that also condensed high-level spiritual power were not blown back by the strong wind. The scorching flame violently rose to a height of ten feet, and instantly turned into a fire dragon, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, the fire danced soaring, and the dragon screamed heavily towards the blue blade.

The "Sleeve Dance Fire Dragon" materializes the alien flames, which can only be achieved by monks with a level of at least higher than the upper level. However, watching Feng Yang's tolerance is still calm, it seems that he has not really used his full strength, and his mana is unfathomable.

The rumbling, the fire dragon's blades collided, and under the impact of two huge forces, the house fell to the ground, and three figures leapt out of the house amidst the rumbling sound. The thin and tall man took Xiangsi Feiyu and flew to the ground. Another figure fell on tiptoes, but the figure kept leaping towards the dark depths again.

"Feng Yang's mana has been learned today, and he will be accompanied in the past."

The loud voice turned back in the darkness, and his tone was provocative. After several leaps, the figure was about to disappear into the darkness. The thin figure wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't rest assured that Xiangsi Feiyu could only watch the black shadow quickly disappear into the distance.

The black shadow had just disappeared, and another figure leaped forward, but it was ‘hot’ Xiang Sixue, who seemed to have been alarmed by the movement. He looked at the collapsed house in front of him, and his slightly embarrassed son, his expression remained as usual:

"Mr. Feng Yang, what happened?"

"It seems that the cultivator of'Mingfeng Sect' stole the pupils of the little majesty."

"I don't think it is necessarily a cultivator of the'Mingfeng Sect'. Although the night is coming, the formation rod is so big, what is the difference with blatant! The Kingdom of Horley does not have the courage to do it with my Dragonse Empire." Si Xue said lightly.

"Does the prince mean that the person did it?!" Qingxu stared at Xiang Sixue.

"Hey! This person has always been narrow-minded and more jealous. I saw Feiyu's practice today. Most of it was greatly stimulated. But I didn't expect to be so uncomfortable. I would dare to be so rampant on my territory, under the guise of others. Hand, the method is even worse."

Xiang Sixue sneered, then looked into the darkness and continued:

"The emperor of our country is over fifty years old, and his only son died early, and no dragon son has ever been born. Feiyu is the blood of the royal family, the grand nephew of the first emperor, and the name of genius has spread throughout the empire. This man was born as a dude, and he was so famous that he could not be compared with Feiyu. The stealing of Feiyu’s pupils not only ruined his'eyes', but also ruined his future. If successful. , This person’s wishful thinking is one step further."

Feng Yang couldn't help but nodded silently after hearing this. They didn't mention a single name during what the two said, but pointed directly to the "Prince of Zhong" Xiangstai.

When Xiang Sixue finished speaking, she looked down at Xiang Si Feiyu, Zheng Rong said:

"Fei Yu, you know what you said tonight, so you can never tell anyone else."

Xiangsi Feiyu couldn't help nodding his head, but his young mind was already beyond his age, and he faintly understood the meaning of his father's words. Sand, sand, sand, a rush of footsteps came, and a large group of palace guards hurried over with torches. Running to the front, looking at the scene in front of him, he immediately understood what was happening, and the leader walked forward tremblingly, bowing to Xiang Sixue:

"Lord."

"Assassin thing, the assassin sneaked into the palace, but you don't know it." Xiang Sixue snapped.

"The prince, the little negligence, please punish the prince." The leader was scared and sweated.

"Pull out and beat 80 whips, and then all the heads will be cut off next time."

One of the two guards put the leader down.

"From tonight, guard the prince's bedroom day and night without any negligence." Xiang Sixue looked around the guards, still stern.

The inn in ‘Hemi City’ is located in the northwest corner of the city. Although it is not in the bustling area of ​​the city, it is also easily accessible. A avenue that allows two horses to run side by side leads directly to West Street. The post station covers an area of ​​more than 100 acres, spacious and flat, with countless tall and walled houses, and a small courtyard with cherry blossom trees, quiet and unique.

After Xiangstai was stationed at the post, his personal guards occupied all the post, and all the soldiers who had been defending the'Hami City' were driven away, leaving only a few servants and cooks.

It was late at night, and the entire post was shrouded in darkness, with only a few soldiers lighting lanterns and the dim lights in the small courtyard. In a big room in the small courtyard, under the dim lights, Xiang Stei paced back and forth with his hands on his back, a little bored and a little anxious, and the night seemed to be waiting for something.

Squeaking, the door of the house was pushed open, and a strong man in his thirties walked into the house. Seeing the eyes of this man, Xiang Sitai, he seemed a little urgent:

"Iluka, how are things going?"

"Return to the prince, UU reading www.uukanshu.com made a mistake." Yiluka bowed his head.

"Ten years ago, you advanced to the upper cultivation of the'Mingfeng Sect'. In the past ten years, your mana has also improved a lot. Couldn't even a brat boy be able to deal with it!" Xiang Sitai's face sank, feeling slightly unhappy.

"Enlighten the prince, the little one is about to capture the boy's pupils, but he did not expect that the wind that moved the entire Black Dragon Continent ten years ago will bump into it. After a fight, the movement is too big, so the little one had to give up."

"Feng Yang is in Xiang Sixue's mansion! Did you read that right?" Xiang Sitai couldn't hide the horror in his heart, and his tone became even more rapid.

"Ten years ago, I was still in the Mingfeng Sect. This person singled out Zuo Mu, one of the three sage envoys of the Mingfeng Sect, and defeated Zuo Mu in just ten rounds. I was there at the time and was impressed. , There should be nothing wrong."

"This Xiang Sixue living on an isolated island seems to be safe and low-key, but it is not rainy. It seems that my guard is not wrong." (To be continued...)

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