6-First meeting with Ansair

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After the sudden snowstorm lasted for a long time, it still did not stop. The goose-sized snowflakes were still flying all over the sky, and the silver-wra Canyon was covered with a thick snow-white coat.

Matt, who was silent, buried his head and walked in front of him. His snow-tackless and galloping feet were vigorous without any procrastination. Mo Fan, who followed him, seemed a little difficult. His clumsy appearance was like a big bear who fell into a snow pit and struggled desperately.

"I'll wipe it! Damn it! How far is it? Who is so idle that he has to build the Dragon Palace in such a faraway place?

The road was blocked by the thick snow deep into his knees. Mo Fan, who was almost exhausted, couldn't help swearing in his heart, but the steps under his feet did not stop because of this. He still followed Matt's back unyieldingly and continued to struggle desperately.

Of course, it can't be blamed on Mo Fan's lack of patience. It's really because the dragon god Achilles made the forbidden field here is too painful.

You can't use undead magic. As a necromancer, Mo Fan is like losing a pair of powerful arms. This is inherently unfair to the necromancer.

Therefore, Mo Fan is even more unable to compare with Matt, the strongest peak strongman, who is a descendant of the half-dragon who is several times higher than himself. What's more, this purple-haired man is the only surviving veteran member of the 300 holy dragon knights in the past.

And covered by this white snow, the endless magnificent glacier is even more grassless, even a dead branch and leaf! In this case, Mo Fan can at least do it and make do with a pair of sleds to walk!

But Mo Fan can only think about this idea. Because so far, he has not seen any object that may be made into a simple sleigh. In addition to the endless glaciers, there are still endless huge majestic mountains towering into the sky.

So in the case of nothing, Mo Fan, who was unwilling, could only be cruel. He squinted his small eyes, bit the two rows of trembling little white teeth, and rolled with the increasingly fierce snowstorm on his head, and rolled with the purple-haired man Matt in the snowdrift.

Fortunately, the entrance of the space portal is not too far from the Julong Palace. After crossing the vast frozen river, then crossing the unattainable majestic mountain, and walking nearly tens of thousands of miles of rugged journey. Following Matt, Mo Fan, who had been struggling all the way, finally arrived at his destination, a huge mountain towering into the sky.

At the waist of this towering peak, there is a huge platform with an area of nearly tens of thousands of square meters. From the neat and flat cutting mouth at the half waist of the peak, Mo Fan can clearly see that this huge platform was deliberately cut out. As for who did it, it is unknown.

In the center of this artificial platform, there stands a giant castle covered by ice and snow all year round, emitting crystal clear and dazzling fantasy colors, which looks like a ghostly, unique and unique.

On the periphery of this giant castle, the crystal wall is hundreds of meters high and thousands or even tens of meters long. It is as smooth as a mirror. At the top of the four corners of the wall, there are eight dragon ice sculptures about hundreds of meters tall and thousands of meters long.

These are a pair of giant wings on their backs, which are vividly depicted, revealing bloodthirsty fangs, and the dragon ice sculpture that is ready to fly. They stand proudly on the four corners of the wall, standing opposite each other, and look not angry and self-righteous.

Especially in front of the gate of the giant castle, the two tall, bright and ruby-like eyes are wide open, and a pair of bloodthirsty fangs are exposed outside the dragon's mouth, showing a ferocious face, and the giant dragon ice sculpture with huge wings is about to fly, showing a huge and unparalleled driving momentum of killing, more A future criminal swallowed it, despised everything in the world, and was arrogant and domineering.

Looking at the two huge and domineering dragon ice sculptures exuding a demonic atmosphere, blood-red eyes, Mo Fan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then silently lowered his head. For a moment, he did not dare to stare at the two pairs, which seemed to take a sharp look at the eyes of the dragons that could capture people's hearts.

Of course, this is not a joke. Because the eyes of the giant dragon ice sculpture in front of the giant castle are refined from the purgatory stone produced by the undead family in the abyss canyon, which itself has an eye-catching evil function!

Fortunately, Mo Fan came this time! If others had come to such a place without any preparation, they might have been scared by the two giant dragon ice sculptures to watch the door, and then took away their hearts. They really don't know how they died!

Since Mo Fan hasn't figured out the situation and hasn't realized that he has closed the ghost door, this gruntish guy thought more secretly in his heart: "Wow! Do the wool! Aren't they just giant reptiles with huge size after mutation? Why is it so realistic? Is this to scare your father to death?

Matt, who was the first to enter the Dragon Palace, had to turn back because he had not seen the trace of Mo Fan for a long time, but he happened to see him bow his head and silently pestle in front of the giant dragon ice sculptures in front of the gate.

Because Mo Fan despised the dragon god Achilles, Matt was secretly sulking in his heart, and now he was even more in a bad mood, and his words did not politely say, "What on earth are you doing?" Why don't you get in quickly and want me to go out and treat you in person?"

Morfan, who was reprimanded by Matt and stood still, suddenly regained consciousness and did not refute anything. He silently followed him into the castle gate that was open all year round. However, at this time, he tightly put away the mentality of the previous small dragon family.

Joke, just the eyes of a pair of giant dragon ice sculptures almost made Mo Fan unable to extricate himself, so how can those real dragons be the existence he can compete with now! Besides, Mo Fan is not conceited to the extent of hitting stones with eggs!

So, two men who were speechless all the way, walked one after another, probably thousands of meters. After encountering many giant dragon ice sculptures in different forms along the way, or large or small, Mo Fan finally followed Matt to the end of the trip, the dragons in Terra Canyon. Palace!

At this time, Ansair, who has been waiting impatiently, is still sitting on the throne symbolizing the majesty of the king of the dragon clan. The eight winds are motionless and stable as Mount Tai. The handsome face that makes countless women envy and hate is still indifferent.

"Here you are!" Ansiel looked at Mo Fan coldly and said that there was no emotional fluctuation in his words, although he was very happy now.

Because Ansiel can detect the familiar dead breath of Mo Fan. Yes, it is Jon who has a unique undead breath. Only those who have inherited his maneuir can have a unique undead breath!

"Hmm! I'm coming!" After seeing the strength of Ansiel, Mo Fan, who was cold-hearted, also shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be relaxed, "I came to see Andre according to the agreement you left before. Where is he?"

"You can't see him for the time being!" Seeing Mo Fan take the initiative to change the topic, Ansiel said coldly with an unhappy face, "Andre is still fighting in the trial field. You can't see him now!"

"All right! I'll go first! Come and see him again when you have a chance!" Mo Fan turned around gorgeously as he said, and he wanted to walk back along the way he came without looking back. Just kidding, if you don't slip away as soon as possible now, then you may not be able to leave in the future.

"Ha ha, do you think you can still leave?" Ansiel sneered, waved his hand and imprisoned Mo Fan. He said calmly, "Tell me, where is your mentor Jon? I'll let you go!"

"Mentor?" Mo Fan, who was banned, knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to bravely and pretended to be surprised according to the steps arranged by Jon before, "How do you know that my tutor's name is Jon?"

"Jon, he never mentioned me to you?" Ansiel frowned slightly, and his deep purple eyes looked at Mo Fan. Obviously, he could not accept that he did not know his existence.

"No! My mentor taught me the magic of the dead spirit and what to pay attention to when practicing in the outside world, but it seems that he has never mentioned your name!"

Mo Fan shook his head quietly and said solemnly, "If Andrea hadn't been taken away by you, I wouldn't have known that there was such a mysterious place in the world of Rhinester and such a great mysterious existence as you!"

"This obscene and cowardly bastard!" Even if Ansiel has a good temper, he still can't help swearing.

For Ansair, an arrogant and almost conceited half-dragon king. What can make him feel more angry than being despised by others?

It's okay if I dare not accept my life-and-death challenge! Now he is still deeply concealed from his own disciples who inherit his manor! It's so abominable! Jon did this, obviously trampling on his king's dignity!

"Yes, the tutor is indeed an asshole sometimes!" Mo Fan nodded and praised what Ansiel said. Obviously, this was also his true words. Jon's old husband is sometimes really obscene and intractable.

"It's really unbearable!" As soon as Ansiel thought of Jon's obscene smile, he felt unhappy again. This obscene old bastard should be thrown into the abyss canyon and let him taste the pain of being drained by the dead!

"It's really unbearable!" Mo Fan nodded and echoed, "Doesdao shi Jon owe you a lot of money?" How can it make you so excited!"

Anselle, who was emotional, slapped his hands heavily on the throne. He only heard a "bang", and the three-meter-high body also stood up in an instant. His dark purple eyes stared at Mo Fan motionlessly and said coldly in an unquestionable tone:

"Now I want you to tell me where Jon, the timid and cowardly old man, is hiding? As long as you tell me his whereabouts, I can meet your request!"

"Really?" Mo Fan's eyes suddenly lit up and pretended to be greedy and said, "Any request is fine?"

"That's right!" Ansiel nodded slightly with a smile and emphasized, "But I can't fulfill my promise until I kill him!"

"Then I won't say it!" Mo Fan refused decisively: "Although Jon's mentor is sometimes a bastard, I will never watch you kill him!"

"Real?" Ansiel sneered and said word by word, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"