Fire is burning.

Fire is howling.

This is the starting point for humans to get rid of ignorance and barbarity, and it is also a thing that humans have been afraid of from ancient times to the present.

Fear leads to the spell spirit, and the spell spirit brings spells.

In the continuous iteration of the magicians and the magicians, the flame spells are constantly improved. Even if the Zen temple fan does not enter the door of the realm, it has not been practiced into the extreme, and it still has terrible output.

In the eyes of Zen Temple Fan, family inheritance techniques are indeed powerful, but these truly powerful techniques have always been rooted in human history and have never been passed down.

Although there are flaws that are easy to be characterized and easy to be targeted, as long as you seize the opportunity, you can decide the winner or lose or even life or death in an instant.

The Chan Temple Fan's eyes were not filled with pain and guilt for killing his daughter with his own hands, but only the ease of putting down a big stone, and the pleasure of venting his years of depression.

Once a person is happy, he will talk more.

"My brother's technique has only appeared and developed recently. Whether it is a coincidence or not, it is not a controversy."

"As a magician, my personal abilities are no worse than him. The reason why I can never catch up with my brother is because his children are excellent, and my children are all waste."

"You cut off the blade and avoided my spell sword, but you are too self-righteous. I am not the instinctive player of the All-Liu Team. I am a special first-level magician."

"There are physical talents... so what? We spellers use our training body to fight, strengthen the spell power, and expand the spell. Maki, every qualified speller has your power."

"A waste like you, who is also pointing fingers at me, is so ridiculous!"

Speaking of this, the Zen Temple Fan finally stopped the output of the mantra power.

The high-intensity flames continue to output for so many seconds, even if they are both flame warlocks, let alone Zhenyi, who does not have the power of the spell.

This time, even the gods can’t save you!

"You, and Zhenyi, are the stains of my life. I shouldn't have listened to my brother. I should have killed you when you were born. I want you to remember that children should never stand in front of their parents' path."

This is the last thing left to my daughter by the Zen Temple Fan.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, a sound passed through the flame that gradually weakened because of the supply of curse power:

"Are you finished speaking?"

“Nani???”

The Zen Temple fan shook violently, and a deep sense of horror flashed in her eyes.

This sound-

Although this sound is dry, it is absolutely impossible for him to hear the tone and line of the voice.

This is the voice of Zen Temple Maki.

How is this possible???

Without giving him time to think about the answer, the black sword penetrated through the flames and rushed towards him.

Relying on the swordsman's instinct that he has been tempered for thousands of times, he raised his sword to defend himself in the Zen temple, but because of the removal of the spell, the release of the spell power was still one step slower.

There is no extended sword blade, nor the "feeling of falling flowers".

The pure competition between ** and **, the collision between swords and swords, the result is no suspense.

The Zen Temple Fan was defeated.

The girl who broke through the flames was like an immortal bird reborn from the fire. She dragged the light spots under the flames and passed by the magician who always lived in the old era.

The sharp edge of the knife is chaotic.

The sword light flashed and disappeared.

The moment the black knife returned to the sheath, blood filled the air.

A clear bloodline spread from the right shoulder of the Zen Temple Fan to the left abdomen, dyeing his white front red, but the middle-aged swordsman had no time to take care of it.

Even if the lung lobe is injured and blood seeps in his mouth, he still needs to ask:

"Why? How did you do it?"

Survived from the "fire spell" he had fully output, except for half of his arm and knees and a ponytail, no obvious scars were seen anywhere else.

“The answer is simple.”

Maki turned his body and looked down at his father who had always been high and arrogant in his memory from an unprecedented perspective.

"You have always regarded me as a stain and never looked at me in the face of me. How could you know how much effort and preparation I have put in to defeat you?"

"As you said, I am an incompetent weak person, a waste, and I am not qualified to underestimate any opponent. You, brother Shi Yi, Changshoulang, Lan Tai, Xinlang, and Jialiu team. I use you as imaginary enemies every day for simulation training, but have you ever thought about how to deal with me? Do you know what I learned? What spells did I get?"

"Blind by arrogance, unable to see the enemy clearly, nor can you see yourself clearly. This is the cause of your defeat."

Maki tightly held his left fist, and under the burned half of his sleeve, a simple bracelet woven with streamlined muscle lines was a black rope woven with black ropes that were blacker than the black knife.

There was a vague curse force on the bracelet circling and entangling, stretching out an invisible position to distract the flames, to be precise, to disturb the spell.

It was precisely because of the special curse tool Black Rope that Jingli did not hesitate to put Xia Youjie on, but also wanted to snatch part of the special curse tool from Miguel.

Half of it was worn out by Gojo Go, and then divided into two by wise reason. Only one quarter of it was obtained by Maki.

Although it is not as powerful and domineering as complete, Maki is not as tall as Miguel. If you don't need to consider attack, it is still enough.

Of course, you should pay attention to the specific methods. After all, the scope is much smaller. To ensure that you protect your whole body, Maki needs to shrink your body. The best way is to hold your head and squat to prevent it.

Honestly, a bit inferior.

Fortunately, Maki doesn't care whether the fight looks good or not, so it would definitely be unhappy if he changed to Gojogu.

Maki originally wanted to use Stephen Zhou's famous skill "Invincible Hot Wheels" to roll out directly to the face - the black rope is a disturbance, not completely invalid. The surrounding flames are still there, and Maki, who is protected by the black rope, will be indirectly affected, such as the air temperature is too high, and occasionally rushing in to light Mars.

Until she heard the truth that her father had never revealed before.

These words cut off a daughter's last thoughts.

"Thank you, my father, without those last words, I will not be as burdened as I am now."

"You said that children should not be obstacles to parents, and I don't think this is wrong. But this relationship should be mutual, work together and move forward together. In this way, even obstacles will be constantly crossed, which I learned after leaving home."

Maki's eyes drifted away for a moment, and Mingli, who had crossed the roof of the office building, fell on Ming Linmei, who had come to Shanado at some time.

It was she who taught Maki how to get along with her parents and children, and it was also the first time she made Maki realize what family affection is and what parental love is.

Which is easier for a single mother to live alone or to raise a child?

In contrast, the most popular young man at the moment, his mother is an ordinary third-level magician. However, the young man did not complain for half of his complaints, but instead felt guilty towards his mother.

If you have higher levels and more work, you will have less time to spend with your family.

This is the ideal home of Maki.

In contrast, his own father—

"If you don't do anything hard, you just unilaterally recognize it as an obstacle. Only your own selfishness is the biggest reason why you lose to the old man Zhipi."

If it weren't for the father's "confession at the grave", Maki would never have thought that she and her sister would be able to live because of Naobi.

Although with the character of that old man, the words he said would not be very nice, probably-

If you have a big family and a big business, you are not afraid of raising two wastes.

Judging from the little face, it will definitely not be bad in the future. It’s better to be a maid and be pleasing to the eye. If you don’t want it, just give it to me.

But in the atmosphere where Zen temples have long been established, this is the best way.

After remembering, there were several times when I was on the verge of death. The head of the family seemed to be mocking, beating, scolding and scolding, but actually saved the person.

The more impolite the Zen temple fan is, the more extreme it is, the more it highlights the human touch of Zhipi people.

This old slippery guy.

Hui's father probably had the same mentality when he left home.

Because of a person's timely favor, the further fermentation of hatred was blocked.

It's okay, I'm planning to break it, so I'll take advantage of this time to break it clean.

"From now on, you and I have nothing to do with you - let's treat this knife as my daughter's last, and accept it with insignificant concern."

After saying that, Maki turned around and left, no longer looking at the man behind him who should have been his father.

Anyway, I can't die.

In the last sword, Maki left room for his room and avoided the heart. With the stubborn vitality of the magician, it was not so easy to die.

Because of you, I have gained life, and now I am still in this way.

This is Maki's "insignificant concern".

Now, the two were completely cleared.

Zen Temple Fan doesn't think so.

Did I lose?

Did I lose to a waste?

How can I lose?
To be continued...