Commanding Wind and Cloud

"Where's Uncle?" Mo Jin looked back at Duan Feng Bu Er.

"Mugui Wuxin, I'm staying with Fabredis." Isabella looked down from the sky and looked at her student with distress. When she saw him leave last time, she was still a young man with a very strong spirit. See you again this time...

Everything has changed! Isabella could feel a kind of sadness in Qian Jin's breath, and there was a lot more mature breath in her body unconsciously.

Human growth is usually accompanied by setbacks. However, sometimes if the setback is too great... not everyone can bear it.

The relationship between Fabredis and Gan Jin is not much worse than the intimacy between father and son. In addition, Qi Jin is Fabredis' son-in-law, and his son-in-law is half his son.

A little less of the wildness that young people should have, and a little more of a heavy maturity, Isabella raised her feet and walked towards the drive, and suddenly felt her shoulders were put on it by the palm of her hand.

"Principal, there are some things that he needs to bear by himself. What a man needs at this time is not comfort."

"Hongzhe Lingguan." Isabella's astonished expression was quickly replaced by anger, and she reached out to grab the sleeping lion king's wrist: "Boy, motivation is at best a leave of absence. You are considered absent from school!"

"I asked for leave." Hong Zhe Lingguan yawned.

"When and who did you invite?" Isabella asked closely.

"This... I'm thinking about it." Hong Zheling thought seriously: "I remembered, I asked you for leave in my dream when I was sleeping that day, and when I woke up, I thought I had asked for leave."

"You..." Isabella looked at Hong Zhe Lingguan with some headaches. This sleeping lion king was famous for his laziness, and he never revealed his real trump card.

"What? You want to go?" Bahuang Wusheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the Sleeping Lion King who had been in the horse bandits and was looking for him to learn from him every day after Jin Jin entered the Demon Race.

"I just heard the commotion and came here to take a look." Hong Zhe Lingguan stretched his waist: "Having you here with me every day is more interesting than the academy. I plan to stay for a while longer, and just go there when the rookie king contest is held. By the way, Mr. Principal, remember to sign up for me. I also want to fight against the heirs of the three ultimate bloodline families to see if they are really as strong as the outside rumors."

Isabella almond stared at Di Liuyuan, how could this kid have the attitude of asking for leave?

never mind! Isabella took a look at Bahuang Wusheng and just sighed. Hong Zheling was locked up in the academy except to sleep, and nothing could arouse his interest. At least there is Bahuang Wusheng here that can arouse his interest. It is also a kind of exercise to fight against such a strong man.

After all, as the principal, Isabella can't accompany Hong Zhe Lingguan every day.

"Principal, I'm asking for leave this time." Hong Zhe Lingguan stretched his waist again, turned around and walked out: "Oh...this man! If you just feel sad there, you won't make progress. Only useless people will only know how to be sad and forget what they should do."

Momentum raised his eyelids a little and looked at Hong Zhe Lingguan's broad back, and expressed his gratitude to this senior who seldom chatted and communicated on weekdays.

Isabella also looked at Hong Zhe's back at Lingguan and sighed: "Tian Lian, he is much worse than Hong Zhe in this respect. He has learned too much from Gan Zhanxuan. In fact, Hong Zhe's direction may not be a good development direction."

Tianlian Lingguan? Actively nodding his head as he recalled the few contacts he had with the Thunder Lion King, the Thunder Lion King at the ball at that time was indeed full of domineering Gan Zhanxuan, both in the way he acted and in the way he spoke.

"How should I put it, Gan Zhanxuan is also the object of worship of many bloodline warriors." Pan Hongji laughed: "Many young people of this generation of bloodline warriors have learned from him."

"I heard that the object of worship of Gan Wushuang seems to be Lord Snake Emperor?" Isabella covered her red lips lightly: "This makes Gan Zhanxuan quite jealous."

"Gan Wushuang? Worship me?" Pan Hongji waved his non-painful palm: "He doesn't worship anyone, he just worships himself."

"Tomorrow, I'm going back to Yongliu." Qi Jin suddenly said.

Duanfengbuer didn't answer the question, Uncle Fabredis died suddenly, the funeral was still going on, how could he not attend according to his aggressive personality?

After leaving the enthusiasm, the scene suddenly became deserted.

Pan Hongji smiled wryly again. In the past, in any occasion, as long as he appeared, he would naturally be the center of attention.

Today, here! The central focus is not Lord Snake Emperor Pan Hongji, but a young man who has not yet become a saint.

Chekfleet left quietly with Yunara in his arms, and Fentu Kuangge also silently chose to find a place to digest the essence of Lucifer's heart in his body.

Duanfengbuer yawned and stretched, put his arms around Boxley and walked away in a direction.

"Boy, slow down." Pan Hongji caught up with Duanfeng Buer one step at a time, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "Did you see my fight just now?"

"I see, it's very exciting." Duanfeng Buer raised his thumbs: "Those fighting skills are really suitable for Hydra bloodline fighters, and their power is terrifying."

There was a hint of complacency on Pan Hongji's face, and a little temptation in his eyes: "Are you interested in learning?"

"That's good!" Duanfeng Bu'er's eyes lit up immediately: "I'm worried that I have too few fighting skills, and I can't use my teleportation soul domain."

Instantly move the soul domain! Pan Hongji's facial muscles twitched vigorously for a few times, and the vigor in front of him showed the prototype of the violent soul domain just now. Could it be that this kid also has the prototype of the soul domain? Could it be that after staying with a freak for a long time, will he become a freak himself?

"By the way! If joining the Hydra family is a condition..." Duanfeng Buer shrugged: "Then I'm not interested."

Pan Hongji looked at Duanfeng Buer with some headaches, this kid's character is really harder than a rock! All kinds of methods that he can use to confuse people at will will not work in front of him.

People have preferences, and people have weaknesses! Duan Feng Bu Er's weakness is obviously in awakening and fighting skills, if it is a different person, the effect should have appeared long ago, but...

"Oh! That's right!" Duanfengbuer suddenly stopped, let go of Boxli's waist, and returned to Pan Hongji, looking at the Snake Emperor left and right for a long time, tapping his index finger on his chin continuously, and looking at Pan Hongji with a very serious expression.

"You really, every seven days? For an hour, the scapula in the right shoulder hurts? And in the past few years, even the spine hurts? How many minutes of headache?"

Pan Hongji's snake eyes suddenly shrank inward, staring blankly at Duan Feng Bu Er, with a trace of cold sweat oozing from his forehead, this kid...how did this kid know?

this! But the ultimate secret of the powerhouses of the Hydra bloodline warrior family!

Duanfengbuer's face revealed a look of enlightenment and nodded frequently: "It seems that this is really the case!"

Guess? Pan Hongji became more curious, how did this kid guess? So accurate! Headache! This incident has only started to occur in the past three months. According to the records of the ancestors, the headache time will start to lengthen in the future, and it will even be more unbearable than pain in other positions.

"Come with me!"

Pan Hongji grabbed Duanfeng Buer's shoulder, and disappeared in front of everyone with a gust of wind.

"How did you know?"

Pan Hongji found a quiet place and put down Duanfengbuer who was turning his shoulders.

"Motivation told me." Duan Fengbuer sat down on the ground and looked up at Pan Hongji: "He said that there is something wrong with the inscription on the second altar, if it is not revised. Anyone who enters the altar will have the same situation as you in the future. And the more times you enter, the more things will happen."

Pan Hongji felt that his brain was not enough. His motivation was only to go to the second altar of the Pan family once, and he only stayed there for a very short time. He was able to speculate the user's sequelae through such a short observation!

This matter has always been the top secret of the Hydra bloodline family! Although the attack time of each Hydra bloodline fighter is different, it is true that the stronger the Hydra bloodline fighter, the more hidden dangers there are.

The second altar with obvious defects is like a chronic poison. The Hydra blood warriors know that the altar has such a weird defect, but they can't resist the particularity brought by the second altar.

With a good ability, the help you can get in battle is sometimes equivalent to a life.

The abilities obtained by Pan Hongji from entering the altar several times are all developed according to the direction of design, and naturally bring about a lot more hidden worries than others.

"He...can modify it?" Pan Hongji stared at Duanfeng Buer expectantly. He didn't dare to hope that his situation could be saved, but at least he hoped that when his juniors used the second altar again, they wouldn't need to be in the same situation as him.

"able."

Pan Hongji took a deep breath, knowing that Gan Jin really has very good inscription technology, but when he heard that he could modify the complex and huge second altar, he still couldn't hold back the shock of the response.

It's not that none of the inscription masters of the Pan family have thought about improving the second altar, but that altar is too complicated. Any inscription master who sees the altar has studied it all his life, whether he can study and understand what is going on with this altar is a question.

Revise? Pan Hongji had already despaired of the inscription masters in his family. Even if he invited the president of the Zhence Dynasty Inscription Masters Association, the Snake Emperor didn't think it was possible.

The design of the second altar is huge and abnormal. Every time Pan Hongji sees the altar, he will have endless admiration for the wisdom of the family ancestors, and at the same time laugh at himself for his own incompetence.

"I remember that Qi Jin seemed to say that as long as you make some adjustments, the uncle can fix the previous problems once you go in." Duanfeng Buer walked out the door again: "It seems to be so."