The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

That night, before leaving, Xue's vague words and Xue's faint tears deeply touched Zifeng's soft heart.

"Cher, no matter what happens, I will climb the ladder. On August 15th, I will definitely appear in front of you. Even if the sky falls, I will help you!"

Zifeng's heart was slightly dimpled, but soon, the magic blood spurted out of his mouth, and he became calmer than ever.

After beheading and killing ten demons, Lin Yimo collected the blood in an orderly manner. After standing for a while, Lin Yimo was transferred to the 20th Killing Array.

"The third incense has been burned, and Zifeng has just entered the twentieth burst. The speed is generally not slow."

Bai Muya said indifferently.

"Don't be afraid of being slow, just afraid of standing. I admire Zifeng's calmness when he enters the door." Vice President Zhang's voice came not far away.

For a long time, Vice President Zhang has always been a good image of the Pearl Academy. After several power changes, Zhang sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. No one dared to deal with him.

On the one hand, the power of Deputy Dean Zhang exists. On the other hand, Zhang's relationship with Mingzhu is not as deep as usual.

Hearing Lao Zhang's head admiring Zifeng, Bai Muya frowned slightly. He looked at Lao Zhang's head from a distance, and said with a smile: "Why didn't Zhang Yuan accept Zifeng as a registered disciple?"

Deputy Dean Zhang said softly: "Appreciation is one thing, and acceptance as a disciple is another. The old man only appreciates Zifeng's courage and calmness, and despise some people's hearts."

Bai Muya narrowed her eyes slightly and sneered: "Zhang Yuan, what do you mean?"

"Huh, it doesn't make any sense."

Zhang turned his gaze away and said to himself: "It seems that it is going to be windy today."

Bai Muya touched her nose and was irritated by Lao Zhang's head. This old guy didn't even have a postscript in the preface, which is really puzzling. Li Yitian's eyes stared closely at the light on the projection array. He silently prayed for Zifeng in his heart. He only hopes that Zifeng will never get hurt. He must break through nine death kills.

Although she knew it herself, hope was very slim.

Wu Zixi was sitting next to her, playing with two chess pieces with her little hands.

Somehow, she suddenly felt a little bored.

Looking around, people all over the mountain are watching a person climbing a ladder.

Zifeng seemed to be the first person to dare to eat crabs, surrounded by onlookers.

However, even if Zifeng really succeeds in eating crabs, there are thousands of people everywhere, how many people dare to follow in Zifeng's footsteps?

Wu Zixi smiled and said to herself: "Xue'er, there is someone who dares to be the number one in the world for you. Your life is worth it."

Wang Zhenfeng stood on a big rock, holding his wife Doudou in his arms.

Doug combed two horn braids, staring at a pair of **** eyes, and asked Wang Zhenfeng curiously.

"Dad, what are these people doing here?"

They are all watching your brother Lin climb the ladder.

"Huh? Brother Lin who used to eat at our house? Climbing the ladder must be fun, isn't it? Otherwise, why do so many people come to see it?"

"No, girl, you are wrong. Climbing a ladder is not fun at all. Climbing a ladder will kill people."

"Ah? Killing? Doesn't that mean Brother Lin is dangerous?"

"Hey, what can be done about danger? He chose this path himself, and no one can help him."

Dad, why did Brother Lin climb the ladder?

"Uh. This boy, what do you want me to say about him? In order to meet a woman for the last time, even death..."

"Dad, is that woman Brother Lin? Why does Brother Lin have to visit her?"

"Because. Hey, you dead girl, you broke the jar and asked the truth. How do I know why?"

"Don't tell me, what's the cruel? I think it might be because of love..."

...

Wang Zhenfeng and his wife looked at each other, their eyes filled with great surprise.

...

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Chenxi, Xia Long, Wu You and others were sitting in the shade of the trees, looking at the projection array.

Qin Chenxi retracted his gaze and said bitterly: "I have reached level 20. I didn't expect that **** Zifeng could even rise to level 20. You said, when did he hang up?"

Han Rui smiled: "I hope he hangs up immediately."

Wu You mocked with a mysterious expression: "I thought he would hang up at level 49. I almost managed to climb the ladder, but in the end, he didn't succeed. At that time, Zifeng, I didn't expect peace. To die."

Xia Long used the chessboard to fan the flames and echoed: "I think Wu You's proposal is good. Let us pray for Zifeng, pray that he can reach level 49, and then hang up to level 49."

Qin Chenxi criticized: "Asshole, don't you know that I have a mortal enemy with Zifeng? Are you still praying for him? Are you trying to annoy me?" Suddenly, her face changed, and Han Sheng said, "From now on At the beginning, we have to pray for that bastard, hoping that he can reach level 49. At the end of level 49, he will die unsatisfactory. "No one died!" Bad ending!

Xia Long, Han Rui, Wu You exchanged glances with the others. Several people could see the consternation in each other's eyes.

...

Qin Wangyue took a sip of tea and smiled faintly.

He looked at the mist-shrouded mountains, bamboo buildings, and wooden houses halfway up the mountain, and said disdainfully: "Pearl Academy is not as rich as my Qinfeng Academy after all, even the accommodation for the disciples is so simple."

He smiled coldly and replied: "Pearl Academy is just an academy. How can it compare with your Qinfeng Academy?" It's like building a palace.

King Qin became more choked, blushed, and his neck thickened.

Suddenly, he felt angry and wanted to refute Han Sheng's waiting, but when he thought that Han Sheng was waiting for Han Sheng's third stunned son. He just gave up.

At this moment, Zifeng's life and death were not even as good as those big people thought. The wooden houses and bamboo buildings on the hillside are more attractive.

Zifeng continued to sing steadily, breaking through the 20th killing array and reaching the 21st.

In the 21st killing formation, Lin Yi met a human monk, not an illusion, but a real human monk.

The human monk wears a golden mask and holds a sword, looking at him coldly.

Zifeng was a little shocked. He looked at the masked man and asked calmly: "Are you really a human monk? I want to pass the first killing array. Do I really want to kill you?"

"You have no choice, either you die or I die."

The masked man first drew his sword and raised it to the sky. In the darkness, a bright yellow flame ignited.

The bright yellow flame, like a whip, twisted the purple wind ferociously.