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At this time, Wu Zhong felt like he was in a huge furnace, and the scorching air around him protected him. If you follow his description, that is, he is Sun Wukong, in the big gossip furnace of Laojun, but I don't know if I can have the same pair of fiery eyes as Sun Wukong after I go out.

Wu Zhong slowly woke up and found himself in a huge fire. The flames burning in this fire are a little weird, not ordinary fires. The flames were red, but as light as a bird's feathers, sometimes like an elf, beating in the air, and sometimes like a mountain, majestic and awe-inspiring, not to be approached.

At this point, he had a naked elf on his shoulder. The little guy has a pair of transparent wings, like the elves of the West. He touched it lightly with his hand, and the little one suddenly disappeared.

Wu Zhong walked slowly in the sea of fire, although the flames around him were still burning, he felt that the temperature was getting lower and lower. Eventually, he came to a huge palace.

From a distance, the palace looks like a volcano, with flames burning everywhere. When you walk inside, it turns out to be a dilapidated temple. The statue that originally stood in the center has also collapsed and is in tatters, and it can be seen from the details that it was originally a huge Suzaku, but for some reason, it was actually broken to this point.

He walked around the palace and walked inside, but it was a garden. The garden was no different from the outside world, and there were even names he could hand over, such as peonies, such as rhododendrons. It's just that this garden is also like this palace, all surrounded by fire, ruins and broken walls everywhere, and unknown statues scattered everywhere, you can imagine how luxurious it was.

He walked around, found nothing else, and returned to the main hall again.

He knew in his heart what had just happened, and he knew what the fire-weary man had said to give him a transformation. But what was this creation? Was it to send him here? He wondered.

He sat on the top of the main hall, looking at the dilapidated statue in front of him, and his heart was full of excitement. What if the statue was restored? Will there be a miracle? According to the novel, it should be.

He hurriedly got up, trying to move the broken thing. But even if it is a mid-stage cultivation, both hands can have the strength of a thousand catties, but they still can't shake this stone in the slightest.

Wu Zhong sighed, it seemed that this was not the way. He circled around the stone statue and suddenly noticed that one of the Suzaku eyes had turned golden. He hadn't noticed it just now, could it be that it had just changed?

He looked at the golden eyes and slowly touched them with his fingers. At the moment when he had just touched it, flames suddenly erupted around him, and Wu Zhong suddenly felt that the flames were burning a hundred or a thousand times more intense than just now. He hurriedly stepped back, raised his arm, and saw that the flames had burned his arm, and it was soon charred.

Wu Zhong was shocked, and hurriedly looked at his other arm, which was the same. Seeing this, he was very afraid in his heart, he didn't want to die like this, he didn't want to die so unclear!

He hurriedly ran out of the palace and wanted to shout, but his voice was gone. Suddenly, he heard a click, and his feet had been burned to ashes, as did his hands.

He couldn't stand and fell, but he was still struggling to crawl out. But the fire was merciless, and soon engulfed his whole body, and the whole person was burned by the raging fire, and finally turned into a handful of ashes, which dissipated with the wind.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a day, maybe a year. The surrounding flames are still burning, and the Suzaku statue inside the temple is still the same, but in the place where Wu Zhong turned into flying ashes, I don't know when a lonely grave appeared, the lonely tomb has no name, no surname, no inscription, I don't know who is buried.

Suddenly, the earth on top of the lonely grave slowly slid down, as if caused by the wind, and as if the earth was moving. Then, there was a lull.

Suddenly, the lonely grave burst open, scattering dust and smoke. In the center of the billowing smoke, a figure can be faintly seen. The figure swayed around, suddenly rushed out of the smoke and dust, and took a big breath, and the turbidity in his body was expelled with his breath.

This person is Wu Zhong, but he must be a little different from the previous one.

Wu Zhong looked at this body in surprise, and hurriedly meditated, the mana in his body was surging, much thicker than before, at this time, he had already broken through to the late stage of qi induction, and he was one step away from breaking through to the realm of transforming gods.

Just as he was rejoicing, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Little guy, congratulations on your cultivation." I'm Guo Luo, a fire-weary countryman, and I'll ask you for something. This time, I am suffering from this great calamity, and I am sure that I am also dead, and I hope that you can find other people who are disgusted with fire in the future and inform them of the situation here. I know that some tribes have cooperated with the Jing'an Division or other forces, but some of them are still fighting alone, hiding in Tibet. I don't want anything other than hope you can find a safe place for them to recuperate. This is just my personal request, and even if you don't do it, there won't be any vicious curses happening. I just don't want our people to suffer this again. Then, the voice slowly faded away.

Wu Zhong heard that this sentence came from the fire-weary country, and when he heard his voice, he thought of the things underground, and the fire-weary country people were slaughtered, and his heart was also a little uncomfortable.

If he really encountered other fire-weary people and the other party didn't attack him, he could do something. And the premise of all this is to be able to ensure his own safety, and he is not willing to risk his life for the sake of others' instructions. Although this man did help him.

Next, it's about how to get out. Wu Zhong stared at the Suzaku Divine Statue, and he felt that if he wanted to go out, it must be related to the matter in front of him.

At this moment, a scripture appeared in his mind, the scripture was strange, the font had never been seen before, but Wu Zhong could see the meaning.

He hurriedly followed the instructions above the scriptures, sealed his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and recited words in his mouth. I saw that the flames around him suddenly rose sharply, and it quickly turned into a giant bird, standing behind Wu Zhong.

Suddenly, there was a cry, resounding through the nine heavens, the flame suddenly dissipated, and the Vermilion Bird Statue automatically returned to its place, although there were still some cracks, but the statue of the Divine Bird was just beginning, echoing the Vermilion Bird behind Wu Zhong.

Yue whispered that he didn't know how long it had been now, there was no change of sun and moon here, only rolling magma. She didn't know how many times she checked Wu Zhong, but every time there was no change. This time she got up, and it was the same. Yue sighed softly and turned back to his place. At this moment, he suddenly heard someone behind him speak: "Are you worried about me?"

Yue whispered and hurriedly turned around, and found that at some point, Wu Zhong had already sat up and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Yue whispered suddenly with some tears in her eyes, but stopped in time, and instead changed to her old appearance, and said expressionlessly: "I'm just confirming whether you are still alive." ”

Wu Zhong smiled and did not speak. The two of them came to a stone platform with the help of the Vermilion Bird Flag, and found that the surroundings were in a mess, in addition to the corpses of the people of the fire-weary country, there were also a large area of Gu worms.

Wu Zhong was puzzled, and hurriedly looked at Yue Qingyu, who told him everything after he fell into a coma.

Wu Zhong looked at the place where Guo Luo had died, and his heart was stunned, he didn't expect him to be really dead. Now that there are no fire-weary people here, the temperature has dropped a lot, and the two of them got up and left when they saw that everything was fine.

Back on the ground, it's like a world away. I don't know how long it took at the bottom, looking at the still snow-covered in front of him, Wu Zhong relieved his mind a little, but fortunately it didn't take long.

It's time to go back.

Wu Zhong looked at Yue and whispered, and asked softly, "Do you want to go back?"

Yue whispered and bit his lip, and nodded slowly: "If Wang Shao'an has an accident, Yinshan will definitely not be responsible." I have to go back so I don't mess up my family. ”

Wu Zhong sighed and did not speak. The two of them were like this, speechless all the way, and slowly moved forward. In the end, Wu Zhong finally spoke: "If you have something in the future, come to me at any time." ”

Yue looked up at him softly, hummed, and turned to leave.

Wu Zhong looked at his disappearing figure, sighed, and was just about to leave, when a light flashed, only to see a hosta fly to his side and slowly fall into his hands.

Wu Zhong recognized it, and at this time, Yue whispered about the hosta on his head, and his heart was suddenly happy, so he carefully put it away and put it in his arms.

"I'll just say you like her. "Xuanbai, this guy has appeared again.

Wu Zhong smiled: "What do you little kid know." ”

Xuanbai glared at him and ignored him. Wu Zhong looked at the collapsed hill, and then suddenly thought that the uncle happened to be fishing nearby, and he didn't know if it would have an impact.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhong hurriedly got up and came to Hongyan Lake, only to see that the surface of the lake was torn apart, and the deep ice that was more than two feet thick was like an iceberg, protruding in all directions. Wu Zhong flew to the place where he was separated from his uncle, only to see that the carriage and horse equipment had long been frozen inside, but there was no one in sight.

Seeing this, Wu Zhong had no choice but to go back to the village to take a look. When he returned to the village, he saw that the aunt was still feeding her chickens and ducks, and there was still no change in the courtyard. Seeing this, Wu Zhong was a little relieved.

"Auntie, is Uncle at home?" Wu Zhong shouted through the door.

The aunt looked up and saw that it was a child who had come here two days ago, and when she saw him, she immediately said happily: "Here, here!"

Wu Zhong walked in, and the aunt took his hand and walked into the room: "Dad, let's see who's coming?"

Wu Zhong followed his aunt into the inner room and saw the uncle lying on the kang, struggling to get up. Seeing that he was so inconvenient, Wu Zhong hurriedly stopped: "You lie down quickly." Seeing that he was in good spirits, he slowly breathed a sigh.

"What's going on?" Wu Zhong asked.

"Alas, dot back. When he went out to hunt for the winter, he encountered a landslide again, and the ice on the lake broke and he fell like this. The aunt sighed and wiped the corners of her eyes, "Fate." It's good that you're fine, otherwise you're so young, what can you do. ”

When the uncle saw the aunt like this, he also turned his back and cried.

Wu Zhong held his uncle's hand, and the mana in his body entered his body along the uncle's palm. After some checking, Wu Zhong already knew in his heart. It's just that he broke his spine, which is not a difficult thing for him.

At this time, Wu Zhong said, "Auntie, I'm hungry, do you have food at home?"

The aunt hurriedly wiped her eyes and said happily: "Yes, yes, wait, Auntie will give you a hot meal." ”

Seeing the aunt leaving, he cast a spell to make the uncle fall asleep. Then, with his mana, he reconnected his spine and healed his injuries.

"Auntie, don't get it, my friend told me to go back. You take care of the uncle, he is asleep. Wu Zhong left the door and left, leaving the aunt who had just started the fire and the uncle who was asleep.