Chapter 1322： Laurel fragrant, the nine counties contest! (1/2)

But Chen Feng suddenly frowned, because he felt the golden flames of the sun in his dantian, and there was still no movement at this time.

The last time the Golden Flame of the Sun was possessed by the Fire Dragon Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder, which tripled the power of the Fire Dragon Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder, and directly killed Lu Shengyue, the nine-level master of Ning Soul.

But this time, it seemed to run out of energy, making him dead.

Chen Feng shook his head and there was no solution, so he didn't want to temporarily.

Chen Feng left the customs today because today is a special day.

Today, August 15th, is the day of the Qingzhou Nine County Zongmen Competition held by the Qingjun Prince's Mansion!

On this day, the entire Qingzhou, each of the nine counties’ guarding sects, and some very powerful sect forces, such as the Alchemist Association, will send young disciples to participate in this grand event.

And in this grand event, the disciple who finally won the first prize will also be officially called the top master of the young generation in Qingzhou!

In the room, a crystal coffin was placed in front of Chen Feng.

In this crystal coffin, there is a corpse lying quietly.

It was Minglan, she was no different from before she was alive, and her voice remained the same.

Chen Feng sat next to the coffin and said softly: ”Minglan is the first seat, Ziyang Sword Field I am sorry to you, I am also sorry, and I am sorry to break the edge peak.”

”However, your biggest wish during your lifetime was to let me represent the Ziyang Sword Field to participate in the Nine County Sect Competition, and eventually win the championship, glorify my Broken Blade Peak, so that other people on the main peak will never dare to look down upon us. .”

”Now, Ziyang Sword Field is gone, but for you, I also want to participate in this competition.”

”I must bring you a leader back to comfort you in the sky!”

”The first seat, I wonder if you are living well under Jiuquan at this time?” Chen Feng stretched out his hand, seeming to want to touch her face.

But then, he withdrew his hand again, with a deep sadness on his face.

After a long time, Chen Feng put the coffin back into the golden dragon ring.

When he walked out of the door, the whole person had returned to normal again, nothing unusual.

He went to accompany Luo Zilan and said a few more words, and the two laughed a lot before Chen Feng left.

The site of the Nine-County Grand Competition is in the north of Qingzhou City, under a mountain peak.

The laurel trees are planted here. At this time, the laurels are fluttering and the scenery is very prosperous.

Surrounded by a small mountain peak covered with laurel trees, there is a huge site with a radius of several thousand meters.

A high wall was circled outside the venue, with only a few entrances left, and a dedicated person was guarding it there.

Chen Feng walked towards an intersection, and at this moment, suddenly there were a dozen knights riding spirit beasts rushing past him.

One of them looked back at him, smiled and said loudly, ”Haha, where does this poor ghost come from, without a mount? Is it possible that he came all the way to Qingzhou?”

Due to the short distance, Chen Feng didn't ride a ride at all.

Moreover, he does not have a spirit beast as a mount now!

When the man said that, all his companions also laughed at them one after another, and they looked at Chen Feng with disdain.

One of them said, ”Brother Qing, what can I say to such a poor ghost who doesn't even have a mount? Go, let's go in!”