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Chapter 250 Month (3766 Monthly Tickets)

Although Fang Xingjian consumed a lot of physical strength, his physical fitness was far beyond ordinary people after all, and he could still cross more than ten meters in a row with every step.

With the instructions of the sound next to his ear, in just a few minutes, he had arrived behind a dilapidated building.

Behind the small building, a middle-aged woman was waiting there. She was a woman wearing a maid outfit and had a normal face, just like an aunt on the street.

Fang Xingjian looked at the middle-aged maid and said in confusion: "Second Prince?"

The maid smiled and said, "I just borrowed her body temporarily. My killing thought can allow consciousness to jump between different bodies and cross very, very far distances, so I have also been to many places."

Fang Xingjian's eyes were still confused because of the performance of the second prince today.

This kind of behavior can be said to be to protect him. The second prince showed great weakness to the eldest prince. After these few words were circulated, I don’t know how much power it would lose. It even said that he bowed his head to the eldest prince today. As long as the eldest prince reaches the god level, he will completely surrender to the other party.

As if seeing Fang Xingjian's doubts, the middle-aged maid slowly walked to Fang Xingjian. He stared at Fang Xingjian's face and said slowly: "How is it? Are you still used to staying in the Miracle World?"

shock!

A stream of murderous intent suddenly emanated from Fang Xingjian's body, and his heart beat hard, as if he didn't expect that his biggest secret would be told casually by the other party.

However, a middle-aged maid exuded a breath of education and nourishing everything, an extremely vast, empty, and gentle breath that dissolved Fang Xingjian's murderous intent bit by bit.

"Don't be nervous, I have no malice towards you." The middle-aged maid laughed, and he stretched out his palm and gently touched Fang Xingjian's cheek.

"I know your mother." A deep remembrance flashed in the maid's eyes and sighed: "When I saw your face, I recognized you because you looked so much like her."

Fang Xingjian remembered that his second uncle Fang Yuehe seemed to have said similar things in the past. He didn't know that Yue Lun, the eldest disciple of the Holy Prayer, had also said that he was like a person, otherwise he would be even more confused about his life experience.

He couldn't help asking: "Do you know my mother?"

The middle-aged maid laughed: "I said that through a thousand miles of thought, I have been to many places, and of course I have also been to your earth."

"What kind of person is she...?"

Hearing Fang Xingjian's question, the middle-aged maid seemed to think of something interesting and suddenly laughed. He looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "She is the most confident and talented woman I have ever seen in my life."

He seemed to recall, his pupils opened slightly, and many memories seemed to flash in his eyes.

"She is like a daughter loved by heaven and earth, a fairy blessed by the gods."

"No matter what, she can understand it at first sight, and she can learn it. I remember when I was learning magic patterns with her, she always said, "It's too simple, isn't there anything more difficult?"

Fang Xingjian was slightly stunned: "Have you learned magic patterns?"

"You have been trying to study our knight's way, so I have naturally tried to learn your magic patterns." The middle-aged maid laughed, looked at Fang Xingjian with a gentle face, and said, "Your mother is even a master of magic patterns. On her 16th birthday, she completed the second turn and began to experience in the Miracle World."

Fang Xingjian asked, "Do you know who my father is?"

"I... don't know." A trace of gloom flashed in the maid's eyes, and she said lightly: "After your mother came to the Empire, she visited the scenery of the Empire with me for about a month. After she arrived in the World of Miracle, she seemed to have some knots in her heart, but no matter how I indirectly attacked her, she refused to explain.

It was during this period that the magic patterns on her body began to move forward in great strides. In just one month, she already had the power comparable to the 25th-level title knight.

But she became more and more unhappy. Every night, she looked up at the north, as if something was waiting for her to finish."

A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Xingjian's heart. He completed the second turn at the age of 16 and had the power of a level 25 title knight in one month. This speed of progress is simply terrifying.

The second prince over there is still recalling.

"Finally, on the third day of the imperial capital, she left without saying goodbye. She left a letter saying that she was going to the north to find the meaning of life.

I originally wanted to find him very much, but at that time the battle between me and my elder brother just fell into a fierce state, so I could only take over the imperial capital and sent many men to chase her, hoping to protect her and help her."

Fang Xingjian asked, "What happened to you? Where did she go?"

"I don't know." The maid sighed and said, "The country of wizards in the south, the country of sand, and our empire, plus the three northern countries, are the six most powerful countries on the entire continent.

However, the three northern countries and hundreds of small countries under their command have always been under the rule of the Holy See of Truth, and the power of the empire is beyond reach.

What's more, seventeen years ago, the previous Pope of the Holy See disappeared mysteriously, and the three kingdoms in the north were out of control, and the chaotic war lasted for ten years, making it even more impossible for us to find the whereabouts of your mother.

When I received the message again, she had already…”

At the end of the conversation, the middle-aged maid sighed softly.

Fang Xingjian asked, "Did she die at me... in the hands of Li Shuanghua?"

"I didn't witness this with my own eyes, but the rumors at that time said so. Judging from your grandmother's personality, this is probably true." He patted Fang Xingjian on the shoulder and said like a Chunchun elder: "Xingjian, your talent is as dazzling as your mother used to, so I want to help you so that you can truly use the talent in your body.

After entering the state college, I will work hard and don’t worry about my elder brother’s affairs. No matter what, he is my brother. As long as I surrender, he will never be able to really take ruthless measures."

Fang Xingjian was a little dissatisfied with the second prince's words. First of all, he had reached his current strength, but he had no connection with his mother at all, and had no talent at all.

Moreover, there are fewer things in the fight for the throne, father and son turn against each other, and brothers kill each other? Especially for the guy like the eldest prince who died in a downward and rebellion, Fang Xingjian did not give any hope.

The second prince over there seemed not to see all this, and directly sent a booklet to Fang Xingjian and said, "This is a secret book I just wrote down, which records an achievement of your mother's research.

It is a magic pattern developed that combines the mysteries of magic patterns and etheric mystery. It can enhance your cultivation speed during the second turn, so you can practice it well."

As he said that, a trace of daze flashed in the maid's eyes, and the second prince's voice came from his ears again.

"Next, you will concentrate on your practice. If you have anything to say to Xuexiu Deweit, he is my confidant and will definitely help you."

"And, your mother once said something."

"Never practice demon patterns."
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