Chapter 1: Pursuit of Ice and Snow Worship (Part 1)

The sun was blazing, and a tall man with a child was walking slowly. The man was wearing a fiery red magic robe and the golden flame embroidered on his chest, representing his status as a magister. The long golden hair was scattered on the back, and the bronze face was as sharp as a knife. However, a touch of sadness appeared in his brown eyes.
"Reading ice, are you tired?" The man looked down at the child in his hand.
The boy's height is only up to the waist of a tall man, and his appearance is similar to that of a tall man, except that the lines of his face are much softer. The same blond hair, although young, is more handsome than the tall man. Even more striking. He has a pair of water-blue eyes, and his body looks a little thin. Due to tiredness, his face is pale, and sweat on his hair is hidden.
Shook his head firmly, "Dad, I'm not tired. Are we going to see my mother? I, I miss my mother so much."
The tall man looked up at the blazing sun in the air, and the dazzling sunlight seemed to have no effect on him. "Yes! We will see your mother, ten years, and you have been ten years old. Big, but there is no place for our two grandfathers. No matter what, I must see your mother this time, even if it costs the life. "
Nian Bing, after all, is still young, looking at his father a little puzzled, "Dad, why don't they let us see my mother?"
The tall man snorted coldly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, "They, hum, they. Nian Bing, you are young, and you will understand when you grow up. For your mother, Dad can give everything, But, I really ca n’t bear you! You ’re still so young. When you arrive at the village ahead, will you stay there and wait for your father?

"No, Dad, I'm going to find your mom with you. Mom doesn't want me anymore, don't you want me too?" Nian Bing's eyes were red and he grabbed his father's big hand tightly, lest he drop him.
The tall man took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to Nian Bing. "Remember how Dad taught you how to use magic scrolls? You can follow me, but when it ’s time for a crisis, you must remember to use this scroll, It will send you to a safe place. That is where my dad drew the magic circle the day before yesterday. "
Nian Bing put the magic scroll in his hand, nodded cleverly, and said, "Dad, I know."
The tall man sighed and said: "Unfortunately the time is too short, your talent is better than me, if time allows me to teach you more things, maybe you will become the top fire magician on the whole continent. But time I wo n’t be allowed to wait any longer. If we ca n’t get to the Ice God's Castle tomorrow, we will never see your mother.

Nian Bing nodded inexplicably and said, "Dad, in the future I will definitely become a fire magician as powerful as you."
There was a hint of haziness in the eyes of the tall man, "Remember that when I was with your mother, we had discussed, if there is a child, what magic should he be allowed to practice? She is an ice magician, and I am a fire department. Since ice and fire are not compatible, our children can only choose one. At that time, your mother said that if you gave birth to a boy, you would learn fire magic from me, and if you gave birth to a girl, you would learn ice magic from her. Now when I think about it, she seems to be right in front of my eyes, the words are still in my ears, and the Yiren have gone. "
Speaking of this, his voice suddenly rose a bit, "I, the fire magician Rongtian swears that he must stop the inheritance ceremony of the goddess of ice and retake my wife."
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Three days later.
It is a mountain about 100 meters high. The mountain is steep, although it is not high, it gives a strong feeling. The grayish-grey mountain looks like it is subdued. Although some plants grow on it, it is extremely sparse, perhaps because of the steep mountain. Except for people who walk on the foothills in extraordinary years, it is difficult for ordinary people to climb such steep peaks. At the foot of the mountain, a large river is surging from south to north. This is a famous mother river in Yangon mainland. The name is: Tianqing River. The river traverses the Yangon continent for nearly two-thirds and is nearly 2,000 kilometers long. Its source is in the northernmost ice polar province. 60% of the province is covered by glaciers. Every spring In the summer and summer season, glaciers melt and merge into the Tianqing River, continuing into the distant sea. The river is wide, and the narrowest part is nearly 100 meters wide, and the widest part is several thousand meters wide. It is named after the clear and rapid flow of the river. Giving birth to people in several countries and dozens of provinces. Although the occasional outbreak will bring a certain degree of flooding, due to the proper governance of various countries, people living by the river can also lead a peaceful and comfortable life, depending on the river.
The steep 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 hexagram, water ripples were generated due to the heat.
The ripples quivered slowly, the red light suddenly rose, the surrounding magical elements seemed to be screaming cheerfully, and in the strong wave of elements, a gray figure appeared quietly.
Figure stumbled, fell out of the fiery red magic formation, almost fell to the ground, that is a child, a child who looks like a teenager. He was Rong Nianbing who followed his father together three days ago.
There was a look of fear on his handsome little face. His short blond hair looked messy. His feet were soft and his buttocks sat down on the ground, breathing heavily. "Father, mother, why, why is this." Tears flowed continuously along the face, the pain of losing loved ones, it is difficult for anyone to bear, let alone he is only a ten-year-old child.
Cried for a while, the tired tired Nian Bing curled up on a rock on the top of the mountain, and fell asleep, the young man, the future at this time was confused, he did not know what he should do. The faint blue and red light flickered in his arms, and the surrounding fire clouds and ice elements quickly condensed to his young body. This strange process, the maintenance of a meal disappeared quietly. .
I do n’t know how long it took. The intense shock and pain made Nian Bing wake up from his sleep. Three slender figures stood not far in front of him. The severe pain from his chest made him cough. Wisps of blood flowed down the corner of the mouth. There was a shoe print with loess on the gray clothed chest.
The three men, all wearing blue magic robes, seemed to merge with their blue long hair, as if their bodies were condensed with ice, giving people an indescribable sense of coldness. Go up, they are about thirty or forty years old, one person in the center, the left chest of the magic robe, embroidered with three snowflakes carved with blue crystals the size of nails, followed by him on the left and right sides, obviously worse in class Some, only one.
"Motion-based magic scrolls are instantaneously moved based on fire. Unfortunately, it is used by a child, and the breath left is too obvious." The central magician said lightly.
Seeing these three people, Nian Bing's handsome face suddenly became distorted, "You, ah! You bad guys. Return my mother, also my father." I don't know where the strength came from, Nian Bing barely followed Feared on the ground, he rushed to the man in the middle ~ EbookFREE.me ~ At this time, he had forgotten that he had the ability of a junior magician, and the impulse was only instinct.
"Little bastard, are you looking for death?" The magician on the left waved his right hand, and a three-inch diameter water bomb came out instantly, directly hitting the chest of the teenager. The water bomb is just the most common level of magic, attack power Not strong, Nian Bing groaned, and a stumble fell back a few steps, sitting on the ground with his buttocks, his hands were wiped out of the blood by the rocks beside him to help him stabilize his figure.
The magician in the middle glared at his companion, "Enough is enough, he is just a child, I don't want him to experience too much pain."
"Yes, respectable ice-sacrifice lord." The magician who shot promised to retreat to the side quickly.
The ice and snow sacrifice looked at Nian Bing and said indifferently: "Boy, I didn't want to hurt you, but you are their child. For the dignity of the ice tower, you can't continue to exist. Hand over the stone of the ice goddess, I will give A happy one. "In his identity, he would naturally not search by hand, but the tone of the command exudes invisible majesty.
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