The scorching sun was like fire, and a tall and high-spirited man walked slowly forward with a child. The man was wearing a fiery red magic robe, and the golden flame embroidered on his chest represented his identity as a mage. The long golden hair hangs down the back, and the bronze face is as sharp as a chisel. However, there was a hint of sadness in his pair of brown eyes.
"Nian Bing, are you tired?" The man looked down at the child in his hand.
The boy is only as tall as the tall man's waist, and his appearance is six-points similar to the tall man's, except that the lines of his face are much softer, and he has the same golden hair. Although he is still young, his handsome appearance is more handsome than the tall man's more compelling. He has a pair of water-blue eyes, and his body looks a little thin. Due to fatigue, his face is pale, and there are faint traces of sweat on his temples.
Shaking his head firmly, "Dad, I'm not tired. Are we going to see mom soon? Me, I miss mom so much."
The tall man looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and the glaring sun seemed to have no effect on him, "Yes! We are going to see your mother soon. It's been ten years, and you are already ten years old. In ten years, the world You are big, but there is no place for our father and mother. No matter what, I must see your mother this time, even if I pay the price of my life."
After all, Nian Bing was still young, and looked at his father with some puzzlement, "Dad, why didn't they let us see Mom?"
The tall man snorted coldly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, "They, hmph, them. Nian Bing, you are still young, and when you grow up, you will understand. For your mother, father will give everything, But, I really can't bear you! You are still so young, when you arrive in the village ahead, can you stay there and wait for Dad?"
"No, Dad, I'm going to find Mom with you. Mom doesn't want me anymore, don't you want me too?" Nian Bing's eyes were red, and he held his father's big hand tightly, lest he abandon him.
The tall man took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Nian Bing, "Do you remember how Dad taught you how to activate the magic scroll? You can follow me, but when it comes to critical moments, you must remember to use this scroll. It will send you to a safe place. It is where Dad drew the magic circle the day before yesterday."
Nian Bing put the magic scroll into his hand, nodded obediently, and said, "Dad, I understand."
The tall man sighed and said: "It's a pity that time is too short. Your talent is better than mine. If time allows me to teach you more things, maybe you will become the top fire magician on the entire continent. However, time I'm not allowed to wait any longer. If we don't make it to Ice God's Castle tomorrow, we'll never see your mother again."
Nian Bing nodded half-understanding, and said, "Father, I will definitely become a powerful fire magician like you in the future."
There was a hint of haze in the tall man's eyes, "I remember that when I was with your mother, we discussed what kind of magic should we let him practice if we had a child? She is an ice magician, and I am a fire magician." , Ice and fire do not mix, our children can only choose one. At that time, your mother said that if you give birth to a boy, you can learn fire magic from me, and if you give birth to a girl, you can learn ice magic from her. Thinking about it now, she seems to be right in front of my eyes, the words are still in my ears, and Yi Ren has gone."
Having said that, his voice suddenly became a little higher, "I, the fire mage Rong Tian swear, I must stop the succession ceremony of the Ice Goddess Priest and take back my wife."
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three days later.
It was a mountain about 100 meters high. The mountain is steep, although it is not high, it gives people a sharp feeling. The blue-gray mountain looks rather chilling. Although some plants grow on it, they are extremely sparse, perhaps due to the steepness of the mountain. Except for those who have been walking on the foothills for many years, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb such a steep mountain. At the foot of the mountain, a big river surges from south to north. This is a famous mother river in Yangon mainland, named: Tianqing River. The great river crosses nearly two-thirds of the Yangon mainland and is nearly 2,000 kilometers long. Its source is in the northernmost ice pole province. Sixty percent of the province's area is covered by glaciers. Every spring In summer and two seasons, the glaciers melt and flow into the Tianqing River, which continues to the distant sea. The river is wide, the narrowest part is close to 100 meters wide, and the widest part is thousands of meters wide. It is named after the clear and rapid flow of the river. It has bred people from several countries and dozens of provinces. Although occasional outbreaks will bring a certain degree of flooding, due to the proper governance of the countries, people living by the river can live a peaceful and comfortable life and survive by the river.
The steep mountain peak has an area of less than ten square meters. Suddenly, a fiery red light appeared on the ground. It was a light spot. The light spot moved quickly, and a red six-pointed star was outlined in the blink of an eye. The temperature at the top of the peak rose sharply, and above the six-pointed star, water-like ripples were produced due to the scorching heat.
The ripples trembled slowly, the red light suddenly flourished, and the surrounding magic elements seemed to be screaming happily. Amidst the strong elemental fluctuations, a gray figure quietly appeared.
The figure staggered, fell out of the fiery red magic circle, and nearly fell to the ground. It was a child, a child who looked like a teenager. He was exactly Rong Nianbing who followed his father to find relatives three days ago.
The handsome little face showed a look of fear, the short blond hair looked a little messy, his feet were soft, and he sat down on the ground, panting heavily. "Dad, Mom, why, why did this happen." Tears flowed down his face, the pain of losing a loved one was hard for anyone to bear, let alone a child who was only ten years old.
After crying for a while, Nian Bing, who was mentally exhausted, curled up behind a rock on the top of the mountain and fell asleep. At such a young age, his future was uncertain at this time, and he didn't know what he should do at all. The faint blue and red light flashed and disappeared in his arms, and the surrounding fire elements and ice elements quickly condensed towards his young body. This strange process lasted for a meal before quietly disappearing. .
I don't know how long it took, the severe shock and pain woke Nian Bing from his sleep, and three slender figures stood not far in front of him. The severe pain in his chest made him cough loudly. Strands of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. There was a loess shoe print on the chest of the gray cloth clothes.
Those three people were all wearing blue magic robes, which seemed to be integrated with their long blue hair, as if their bodies were condensed from ice, giving people an unspeakable coldness. Going up, they look about thirty or forty years old. There is one person in the middle. On the left chest of the magic robe, there are three snowflakes embroidered with blue spar the size of a fingernail. Those who follow him on the left and right sides are obviously inferior in class. Some, only one.
"A teleportation magic circle scroll based on fire. It's a pity that it was used by a child, and the breath left behind is too obvious." The magician in the center said lightly.
Seeing these three people, Nian Bing's handsome face suddenly became distorted, "You, ah! It's you bad guys. Give back my mother and my father." Not knowing where he got the strength, Nian Bing reluctantly The ground became frightened and rushed towards the man in the middle. At this moment, he had already forgotten that he possessed the ability of a junior magician. In his impulse, he had only instinct.
"Little bastard, are you looking for death?" The magician on the left waved his right hand, and a water bomb with a diameter of three inches shot out instantly, directly hitting the boy's chest. Not strong, Nian Bing snorted, staggered back a few steps, and sat on the ground with his buttocks. His hands were wiped out by the rocks next to him for helping him stabilize his figure.
The magician in the middle glared at his companion, "That's enough, he's just a child, I don't want him to experience too much pain."
"Yes, respected Master Bingxue Priest." The magician who made the move agreed, and hurriedly retreated to the side.
The Ice and Snow Priest looked at Nian Bing, and said calmly: "Child, I didn't want to hurt you. However, you are their child. For the dignity of the Ice God Tower, you cannot continue to exist. Hand over the Stone of the Ice and Snow Goddess, and I will give it to you." A happy one.” With his identity, he naturally wouldn’t use his hands to search, but the tone of the order exuded invisible majesty—
Xiaosan kept his promise, the airspeed transmission over there has just finished, and there will be two chapters here first. In the future, there will be at least two chapters per day for the public part, and there is no cap.