Although Cross was defeated by Chang Hao, fortunately, the aristocratic education and rationality were still there, and he did not do anything that hurt the Malfoy family's family style. He quickly left with the support of a group of loyal fans. Perhaps because he found out about Chang Hao's origin later, he did not mention a word about this embarrassing duel.

Chang Hao proved his strength with a refreshing victory.

The environment of the lakeside residence is quiet. Hogwarts students sometimes like to come here to raft and raft the lake, but since they learned that the Oriental Sword Immortal who can cut off thunder with one sword live here, in awe, no one dared to offend it casually.

They couldn't figure out whether the young sword fairy's temperament was good or bad. If one was not good and one sword was slashed down, even the professors of the college would not be able to stand up for them.

After searching all over Hogwarts, only Emilia comes here every day.

That morning, Emilia arrived as scheduled again, watching Chang Hao study morning class unmoved by the lake. It was not until the morning class was over that she came over quickly.

"You don't have to come here every day. You'll sleep in more time when you have time." Chang Hao put away the Yuehong sword and sat on the grass, patted the open space next to her, and signaled her to sit over.

"Sister is very busy recently and can't find time. Of course I have to take good care of you." Emilia took it to pack the exquisite breakfast, frowned slightly, "Sister said that there was something wrong with the family's scientific research station in the Arctic recently, and it seems to be quite tricky."

Chang Hao's eyes burst into a glimmer of light. He knew the foundation and energy of the Oroin family best. Even they thought it was difficult, and it was not an ordinary event.

Seeing Emilia worried, Chang Hao changed the topic: "I heard from my grandfather that in the European continent thousands of years ago, in addition to human races, there were many races such as elves, orcs and dwarves, but it seems that they can't be seen now?"

"Actually, there are also some now, but they don't exist in the record." Emilia shook her head gently.

"How do you say this?" Chang Hao couldn't help but feel excited.

"Because the accelerated industrialization process of human beings in recent centuries has made environmental damage more and more serious, and the harsh climate makes it difficult for noble and sensitive races such as elves to adapt to the current environment, they choose to hibernate."

Emilia's tone was full of respect: "There are several meritorious veterans in the Oroin family who are elves. They lie in the cryogenic freezer all year round, living with the elves blood and modern medical technology to this day. Whenever the family faces major choices or dangers, they will be awakened from their long dormancy and devote the rest of their lives to the family."

Chang Hao was a little chilling. It was true that the elf had a long life span, but he was not very acceptable to the family's willingness to become a tool person.

"As for most of the elves and orcs who lived in the European continent back then..."

Just as Emilia was about to say something, Chang Ge finally dressed up and picked up Emilia's arm and shouted, "I don't have time to chat with my good sister. We will be late for the first alchemy class this morning!"

"Ah? Go quickly, you will be deducted points when you are late!" Emilia then remembered time and quickly stood up, handed Chang Hao an apologetic look, and ran towards the teaching building like two rabbits.

"Actually, the matter about elves and orcs back then was related to your father." When Emilia walked away, the sword spirit slowly appeared, and she spoke without shocking words.

Chang Hao held his forehead and his father's presence was too strong.

"The sword magic that divides the earth into two is extremely mysterious, and it naturally involves the space avenue." The sword spirit spreads his hands when he said this. "As the saying goes, three thousand avenues, space and time are worthy of being the most obscure way. Even with your father's amazing talent, you can't understand the mystery of space from the beginning. So when the first sword was cut down, he failed, but he stripped out an independent small world. The erupting space tide randomly sucked creatures and crust plates from all over the world into it. Fortunately, their lives were safe, but those creatures were trapped there."

"Can't you take them back at that time?" Chang Hao asked with a frown.

"Space tides are easy to expose the earth's spatial coordinates. It is a blessing in disguise that the first time is not exposed, but for the second time, no one can guarantee that there will be any trouble. Moreover, it is not easy to transfer tens of millions of creatures, so we explored that world." Jianling said: "The space there is very vast, and the spiritual power is abundant, suitable for living creatures to survive, so they stay there."

Chang Hao nodded. If the newly opened space is almost the same as the original world, then it would be harmless to live on the spot. After all, the earth was facing the eye of extraterrestrial civilizations at that time, so it would be better to have a better place to go. Anyway, all kinds of skills in ancient times were actually far superior to the present. Cultivators could use magical powers and magic to rebuild the city and sect in a very short time.

Sometimes he couldn't help but think that although he was a 17-year-old sophomore, he actually woke up after five thousand years of freezing. Strictly speaking, is he also considered an old monster who has experienced the changes of time? Although he himself failed to witness the transformation of the sea and the mulberry fields with his own eyes.

"Okay, it's not your turn to worry about the ancients. Do you know that your problem is very serious now, and it's so serious that it's terminally ill?" Jian Ling's tone suddenly turned and every word that blurted out was like a sharp sword piercing his heart.

Chang Hao, suppressed by the sword force, gasped heavily, like a fish thrown ashore.

"Although you are serious in practicing swords, I never expected that you would still show mercy everywhere in the fight. Do you think you are strong enough to play with the little devil of the Malfoy family?" The figure of the sword spirit child burst out with azure light. These lights are composed of the most pure sword energy, and each wisp is extremely deadly.

"In your sword, there is no murderous aura, only foolish pride."

Chang Hao's heart was shocked. At that time, he did not regard Close as an opponent of the same level. He observed that Close's steps were weak and powerless, and he didn't even need to use Yan Rong. Just a sword step rushed to him could determine the outcome in one fell swoop. But he had some intention of teasing and deliberately stalemate with the chain of lightning for a long time before he started attacking.

"Sword technique is a killing method. People without murderous aura are also worthy of raising swords?" The sword spirit had a bad tone. The rich sword energy around it turned into frost, freezing the entire lawn near the lake into a vast white area, and even the lake surface that was closer began to freeze.

Chang Hao was unwilling to growl: "This is just a competition, not a life-and-death battle!"

"The lion also uses all his strength to fight against the rabbit. Do you think that if you don't learn to master the murderous aura, it will pop up and use it for your use at critical moments?"

"I..." Chang Hao didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The sword spirit was a little angry and did not fight, "Your qualifications and circumstances are much better than your father, but your father was already the strongest foundation-building realm in Qingyun Mountain when you were so old. Even if you were facing the Golden Pill Realm, you have the power to fight. Do you know why?"

Chang Hao was oppressed by the momentum of the sword spirit and fell to the ground. The strong tinnitus made him subconsciously open his mouth but unable to make any sound, so he had to shake his head in confusion.

"Your father was unfortunate since childhood, and his relatives were killed. He, a teenage child, took me all the way north to find immortals, for a full twenty thousand miles." Jian Ling closed his eyes and recalled the past thousands of years ago and said: "He was a lonely child who lived in the wilderness for three years. He encountered countless dangers along the way. He stepped into the gate of hell for several times. This is how he cultivated murderous aura and strong will."

Jian Ling looked at Chang Hao who was kneeling down and breathing hard, and his tone was as cold as ice: "If it were him, this level of pressure could not even shake his knees."

Chang Hao's breathing stopped for a moment, his eyes turned red, and he clenched his fists. This reaction naturally could not escape the sword spirit's fiery eyes. After a long time of silence, it sighed: "If you feel inferior to him, try to be him. If you feel stronger than him, try to surpass him. What your father gives you is not only a higher starting point and talent than others, but also more responsibilities. This is the fate of your Chang family's descendants! With that soft sword and behavior, what do you think you can protect?!"

Chang Hao had blue veins on his forehead and a dragon-like roar came out of his throat. He struggled to stand up under the pressure of the sword spirit. Although his figure was very embarrassed, a faint momentum gradually began to rise on his body, a sword force called unyielding.

The newborn sword is like a child, and the aura of the sword spirit is like a firefly and a bright moon, but this aura contains pure dragon breath. Once it grows up, it can make the sun and the moon lose its color.

"Swords have gentlemen's ways, and there is also a way to kill people. This kind of killing does not refer to the killing of killing, but to the moment when the sharp blade is out of the sheath, the life and death of the enemy are all related to your thoughts."

The drum was not heavy, and the sword spirit stopped when it hit, and its body was re-sinking into the sword. The long sword fell from mid-air and pierced into the grass. The lake surface and the thick frost around it dissolved.

Chang Hao was still kneeling down before, but at some point in his eyes, a burning golden flame had already risen.
Chapter completed!