At this time, the atmosphere in Old Carl's room seemed extremely serious.

Old Carl didn't know what he was studying recently, and throwing all kinds of materials and parts in the house aside at will, which was simply in chaos.

Lin Feng and Old Carl were sitting side by side on the bed. Luo Qing returned to his confused look, as if he had become unaware of Old Carl again. He leaned quietly on Lin Feng, looking at the scattered materials on the ground from time to time.

"... After that, the Blood Burialer had no time to take care of Luo Qing because he had to connect the remaining four golden mountains of spiritual veins. Luo Qing seemed to not remember him, so he handed Luo Qing to me."

While briefly telling about Luo Qing, Lin Feng observed Old Carl's expression. Since Luo Qing called out Old Carl's name and Old Carl also called out Luo Qing's name, Lin Feng had actually guessed Old Carl's true identity in his heart, but he still wanted to hear Old Carl confirm it himself.

After listening to Lin Feng's story, Old Carl stared at Luo Qing in Lin Feng's arms silently for a while. Until he stared at Luo Qing with a little hairy look, his eyes showed timidity and shrank hard into Lin Feng's arms, Old Carl turned his gaze to a corner of the room, sighed a long time, and said he was quite heavy:

"Oh... I didn't expect that Sister Luo Qing, who would cry for a long time after falling, would actually commit suicide for Barr. I thought that when I left voluntarily, I could avoid Barr's punishment... But I didn't expect that he was even worse than me, and actually fell into the name of "protecting the extreme north ice field". Even the beloved died because of this... Hehe, the fallen druid really has no good ending..."

At the end of the day, Old Carl's tone was full of sarcasm.

Lin Feng frowned while listening. He looked at Luo Qing, who had recovered from curiosity in his arms, then looked at Old Carl, and said in disbelief: "Teacher... Are you talking about it, you are actually younger than Luo Qing?"

After saying this, Lin Feng immediately added: "You were not driven out of the druid tribe, but you were willing to leave voluntarily? Also, what do you mean by the fact that the fallen druid did not end well?"

While asking these three questions, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel amused and crying in his heart. Luo Qing's actual age is actually older than his teacher. Looking at the girl gnawing her fingers in her arms, Lin Feng couldn't compare her with the old Carl who was sitting next to him with white hair and wrinkles on her face.

"Yes!" Old Carl's confirmation was more like a sigh. He took a long breath and said, "It's just that time is too long... If I remember correctly, Barr was nineteen years old, Luo Qing was seventeen years old, and I was only eighteen years old."

After saying this, Old Carl pondered for a moment, his turbid gaze flashed: "But, Barr is a stubborn mind, and many things can't be turned around, but I'm much more flexible than him. Although I'm three years younger than him, he always listens to me."

Lin Feng was silent and listened quietly. He didn't want to interrupt the memories and telling an old man because of this urgent desire to know the truth. Luo Qing in his arms seemed to feel his thoughts, lay quietly in Lin Feng's arms, looking at Old Carl's white hair, and continued to chew his fingers.

"I remember that day many powerful humans came to the extreme northern ice field. Apart from being angry at their willful slaughter of monsters for the sake of their interests, I had no other thoughts. So I wanted to teach them a lesson and let them suffer some trouble."

Old Carl fell into long-term memories: "However, I am a famous natural magic genius in the clan, but I have been unable to understand the way of controlling beasts. I can't even control a first-level monster. But without the help of monsters, the natural magic alone will not be able to achieve the goal of teaching those humans a lesson.

Among the peers who played well with me, only Luo Qing and Barr were good at controlling beasts. Luo Qing's ability to control beasts had reached an extremely high level at that time, and he could even control a level nine monster. It was undoubtedly the best choice to ask her to help me. However, Luo Qing's character is gentle and like many tribe members, full of compassion. If I want to ask her for help, it will definitely cost a lot of verbal remarks.

Although Barr is less talented than Luo Qing, he could control two level 8 monsters at that time, which was enough for me. Moreover, Barr didn't have to worry about it because he had already disliked those humans."

When Old Carl said this, Luo Qing's big eyes blinked, revealing a look of confusion, as if he had remembered something as Old Carl's remarks, but then, the confusion disappeared in an instant and returned to his original curiosity.

Old Carl did not notice Luo Qing's expression, and his eyes were even a little lost: "So, that night, Barr and I quietly left the tribe and walked to the periphery of the Arctic Icefield for a while. Because we were all familiar with the terrain, we soon found two tents on a bare ice surface.

There were some bones and magic cores piled up around the tent. I recognized that those bones and magic cores were all level 8 monsters. The reason they placed outside the tent was to make other monsters mistakenly think that there were already several level 8 monsters here, not where they should have come.

At that time, Barr and I were particularly angry, so after we hid, I used natural spells to increase the speed and strength of the surrounding wind, blew away the bones and magic cores on the ground, and then asked Barr to summon several level 6 monsters to attack these two tents. But what I didn't expect was that there were not two warriors among the two tents, but one warrior and one light mage."

Hearing this, Lin Feng felt a little confused. If the adventurer went to the extreme Arctic Iceland to hunt monsters to support his family, then why did Master Guangming go to the extreme Arctic Iceland to?

However, Lin Feng didn't say anything and continued to listen quietly.

"At that time, it was the master of Light that first realized the danger, and hurriedly ran out of the tent and woke up the sleeping warrior. So, after Master Light gave the warrior a few blessings of light magic, the warrior rushed towards the sixth-level monsters controlled by Barr, and a white fighting spirit floated on his body. Almost one sword was one to slaughter the sixth-level monsters summoned by Barr."

Old Carl said this and sighed slightly: "I didn't know what the white fighting spirit meant at that time, so I quietly sent a message to Carl, asking him to control several level seven monsters over. I myself condensed several ice cones from the cold and humid air above the two of them. While the level seven monsters controlled by Barr rushed towards the warrior, I also controlled several ice cones above and shot at the Mage of Light below.

I just wanted to teach these two people a lesson at that time, and I didn't want to kill them, but I didn't expect that the ice cone that fell from the sky unexpectedly penetrated the fragile body of Master Guangming.

At the same time, the warrior also slaughtered all the seventh-level monsters controlled by Bar. When he heard the screams of Master Guangming, he immediately became alert to the surrounding environment.

I knew that he had discovered that the death of Master Light was caused by man. When Barr and I saw the warrior's vigilant appearance, they felt guilty and made mistakes again and again. Barr summoned two level 8 monsters from a distance, and I was also ready to quietly cast a large natural spell.

However, what happened afterwards made Barr and I very puzzled. I don’t know if Barr still remembers it, but I have always remembered the scene at that time."

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