The temperature around her was getting higher and higher, and Yang Menglan's heart was beating faster and faster, as if something was deeply attracting her in the depths of the cave. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info's slightly sweaty hand clenched Wuhua slightly, and the joy seemed to be suppressed a little. Mingguang followed closely behind Yang Menglan, without saying a word, his forehead was sweating slightly, but his eyes flashed with joy. The two of them walked faster and faster, and it didn't take long for them to reach the deepest point.

The lava tumbled and burned into a river, the air filled with the smell of sulfur, and above the river of molten lava hung a huge stone wrapped in even greater ice, eight black chains of unknown material tightly locked to one end and eight smaller blocks of ice at the other.

"It turns out that the legend is true!" Mingguang looked at the huge stone excitedly.

"What kind of legend?" Yang Menglan could feel that it was the things inside the stone that kept shouting to him, and at this time, Mingguang seemed to know something about this, and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Have you ever heard of the origin of Fenglai City?" Mingguang took out a fan out of nowhere, shook it lightly and looked at Yang Menglan smugly, and said to herself without waiting for her to answer, "According to legend, a long time ago, Fenglai City was not called Fenglai City, but just an ordinary town in a wild land. But one day, a firelight fell from the sky, and the firelight was like a phoenix soaring into the sky, and there was a faint sound of a phoenix. Later, a talented man found an ancient sword in the mountains, the body of the sword was red, smooth and flowing, and the whole body was painted with a phoenix pattern. It's a pity that the sword is too angry, let alone ordinary people, even monks like you and me can't wield it freely. Later, the Inhuman was unable to avoid the sword being obtained by the demon, so he built a mountain temple in the place where the sword fell, and sealed the sword in the ground. However, ordinary people only know that there is a phoenix from the sky that day, but they don't know that there is also this reason, so they renamed this place Fenglai, so many years have passed, and the town of that year has become today's Fenglai City. ”

"You mean, the sword is inside?" Yang Menglan pointed to the big stone and turned around and asked.

"Yes." Mingguang nodded, "But the divine sword psychic, even if you really know what if you are here?" ”

"You want it?" Yang Menglan asked.

"Just want to see." Mingguang smiled embarrassedly, "My favorite thing in my life is to watch the treasures of this world, and I always see more than I get, but I may be disappointed today." ”

"No, it won't." Yang Menglan shook her head at him, and then slowly walked to the magma river, only to see her right hand stretched out, and a flame came out of her palm, bright red as blood, and the mark between her eyebrows was even more vivid. A clear roar came from her mouth, and the calm lava tumbled incessantly, as if some beast was about to break out of it. The magma rolled more and more intensely, and finally with a "pop", a phoenix roared far away, and a huge fire phoenix emerged from the magma and crashed straight towards Yang Menglan.

"Not good! That's Fenghuo! Mingguang hurriedly reminded him, and then waved his fan violently, wanting to come over to help.

However, Feng Huo's speed was much faster than him, and he could only watch as Feng Huo came to Yang Menglan without hindrance, and then drilled straight into her eyebrows.

"Yunli girl!" He shouted anxiously, but within ten meters of Yang Menglan, he was pushed away by a burst of force, and took a few steps back in embarrassment.

Yang Menglan turned her head to look at him and said softly, "It's okay!" Then he stared intently at the boulder and pinched it with both hands. For some reason, she knew that she should do this now, just now she felt that the phoenix fire did not harm her, but was as kind as a child who had been accidentally lost for many years seeing her parents, and those mantras and spells were also obtained from that inexplicable thunder tribulation.

She had a dream over and over again, in which there was always a woman in bright red clothes like her now, and a brother Nanzhao who she loved like her life, but Yang Menglan could see that that brother Nanzhao had no friendship with her. One by one, Yang Menglan dreamed that she couldn't see the hero and heroine clearly, and sometimes she even wondered, could it be her previous life? Impossible, that woman is as carefree as a fairy in the sky, that dream, also from the day of the thunderstorm, maybe it is just a dream made up of years of love and resentment by a fairy, I just happened to break into it, so I will continue to dream until the end of the story. Besides, I don't like red clothes at all.

Suppressing the emotion in her heart, Yang Menglan changed her technique smoothly and recited the incantation in a low voice, only to hear her voice getting higher and higher-pitched, and a phoenix composed entirely of flames slowly flew out of the magma. She was going to use all the magma to break the ice outside the boulder, and Mingguang was stunned.

I saw that the phoenix lowered its head, motionless, Mu Ne had no spirituality, Yang Menglan obviously would not stop there, she pointed to her eyebrows, and the phoenix fire that had just been drilled into flew out again, hovering in the air for half a circle and rushed towards the flame phoenix, and then there was a clear roar that shook the sky, the entire cave shook, countless gravel flew everywhere, and a white light mask protected Mingguang and Yang Menglan, just after the phoenix fire flew out, Mingguang immediately realized what Yang Menglan was going to do, and immediately laid a light mask.

After a long time, the rockfall outside gradually decreased, and after the last stone fell, Mingguang couldn't help but look at the lava river, except for the disappearing boulders and stones all over the ground and the extra long sword on the magma, everything returned to the calm when they entered.

At this time, Yang Menglan was floating like a goddess, she waved her hand lightly, and the sword flew over and fell into her hand. She turned around, the mark between her eyebrows was as bright as blood, and she smiled softly at Mingguang and walked over slowly. Mingguang's heart couldn't help but skip a few beats, and he just looked at her stupidly.

"Look, I said you wouldn't be disappointed." Yang Menglan's words suddenly brought his consciousness back to the cave, Mingguang lowered his head, took the long sword and looked at it carefully, no one could see his current expression clearly.

"It's called Feng Wu, but I don't like the name, it's too cliché, so I changed the name to it, it's called Conscience." Yang Menglan had completely let go of Mingguang at this time, and she didn't notice Mingguang's slightly trembling hands. Kenshin is especially sensitive to those with bad intentions, but Mingguang has never made any over-the-top moves.

"Feng Wu is not good?" Mingguang smiled extremely happily, "I think so too, conscience is really a good name." In fact, why bother with a conscience, as long as you are not ashamed. Mingguang returned the sword to Yang Menglan.

"If you don't have a conscience, how can you know that you are guilty?" Yang Menglan took the sword and pointed to a hidden path, "Shicai Fenghuo told me that there is another man there, I think, it should be my nephew who fell down a few days ago." If he doesn't die in a catastrophe, there will be a blessing in the future, and if he doesn't die, they don't have to be sad anymore. ”

Mingguang lowered his head and played with the fan in his hand with some embarrassment, "It's a pity that I still have some things that I can't accompany you over." Miss Yunli, can you stop calling me Son, how old am I to you, and I can afford to call you Brother Xuanguang, right? ”

"How do you know you're older than me?" Yang Menglan looked at him suspiciously.

"In addition to liking to see treasures, I only have a specialty of being well-informed, and besides, the world knows that you have entered the Xuanhua real person's door, and the news of the seventeenth daughter of the Yang family is so difficult to get?" Mingguang shook his head, his face full of smugness

Yang Menglan suddenly realized, and then solemnly clasped her fists and saluted, "Brother Mingguang, take care." ”