The middle-aged man walked into the Seven Kings' Mansion and saw this scene, and he was stunned for a moment.

Is this his son?

At this time, His Royal Highness was fighting with Mianmian.

There was a messy chicken nest on his head, an image he had never seen since he was a child.

He couldn't help but feign coughing a few times.

His Highness Hades Luo hurriedly stopped fighting, and when he heard the coughing sound, he immediately turned around and saw his father standing not far from him with a group of guards.

Mianmian also saw this phoenix king for the first time, and at this time she didn't know who the middle-aged man was.

I saw a stranger coming to the palace, and that person looked quite majestic, either rich or noble.

She was a little embarrassed, and quickly sat up straight and pushed Styx aside.

His Highness turned a deaf ear.

"Little girl, why don't you salute your father?"

Father?

Mianmian knew that the general situation was not good, this person was called his father by His Royal Highness Stylus, except for the Phoenix King of the Great Feng Dynasty, who else was there?

At this time, the Feng King also happened to look at Mianmian.

Seeing that Mianmian was a little scared, but he was also calm, he became curious.

"This little girl is the little maid you brought back earlier, she looks quite bold, and she is different from other little girls, no wonder you are so concerned. ”

His Highness also laughed: "Father, do you know who this little girl is? ”

That Feng Wang was very curious, could it be that this bold little girl had any background that was different from others?

Seeing that King Feng was so puzzled, His Royal Highness Shenluo smiled and said, "Father, this little girl's father is the son of King Mu's mansion in the previous life. He is the hero of our Dafeng Dynasty. I remember that the prince of Mu Wangfu was still the general you asked for on his behalf."

King Feng remembered the past, but he couldn't help but sigh, what a wonderful person the former Mu Wangfu prince turned out to be.

He hurriedly waved his hand at Mianmian and said, "Little girl, come here! Let this king take a good look! You don't know, your father was still my companion at the beginning." ”

Back then, his relationship with the prince of the former Mu Wangfu was not bad. How many times, he did bad things, and he was afraid that the old Feng King would blame him, so he let the former prince of Mu Wangfu be the backstabber.

After thinking about it, King Feng felt that he should do something to make up for this poor child.

He treated himself as an elder, took out a white and flawless jade pendant from his pocket, and stuffed it into Mianmian's hand.

"Little girl, take this for fun! ”

Where is the cotton cotton?

She hurriedly pushed it back!

His Royal Highness Stylus smiled and said, "Since it was given to you by your father, you will be next! This thing, your father is not lacking, why are you saving it for him?"

Mianmian had no choice but to take this thing.

King Feng smiled: "You bastard boy, you are quite good at thinking about your old man! But you said this, that's right! Little girl, you can just take it and play with it!"

Seeing that they still had something to talk about, Mian Mian hurriedly thanked King Feng and then retreated.

This afternoon, King Feng was in the Seven Kings' Mansion under His Royal Highness Stylus.

They had an afternoon of talking, and Mianmian had no way of knowing what it was.

Therefore, she didn't know what His Highness had given up that afternoon.

She took her two little apprentices back to the house that Hades had pointed out to her, and never came out again.

In the past few days, she has been thinking about how to create better training conditions for her two little apprentices.

Mianmian also did not go to the courtyard of His Highness Stylus to sweep the leaves for him.

He didn't need her to do that.

In fact, every time he takes Mianmian to clean the yard as a little maidservant to stimulate Mianmian, in fact, it is to be happy with Mianmian.

Early the next morning, Mianmian met His Highness Stylus.

At this time, he was still wearing a big red robe, and he looked very energetic.

At this time, he beckoned to her: "Little girl, you better pack your things early! We have to go back to the sect as soon as possible in the next few days." A few days ago, the sect master came with a letter, because you didn't come back, the palace didn't leave first. ”

"Is this what happened?"

His Royal Highness shook his head: "I don't know about this palace, a few days ago, the sect master sent a letter to ask us to go back as soon as possible, because you didn't come back, so this palace was very kind, how about waiting for you to have a ride?"

"However, there are more people who are grateful to this palace, and you are not the only one! Now that you are back, we have to go back to Zhongmen as soon as possible!"

Mianmian thought too!

The sect master is not the kind of reckless character, he is very calm, and he will not go back by himself because of some trivial matter.

It must have been something big happening to the Danqi Sect.

After thinking about it, she was a little worried about her two little apprentices.

She then asked His Highness Shenluo, "If I go back with two little apprentices, will it have any impact on the sect?" ”

Seeing her asking her a question, His Highness couldn't help but smile: "You want to know?"

Mianmian nodded: "Yes, isn't this nonsense? I don't want to know, why should I ask you? Isn't this redundant?"

Who knew that the red-clothed demon turned his head, but said with a smile: "You want to know?

Mianmian was almost by him.

This dead demon is going to anger her to death! This is not a great great-disciple, it is simply too much!

Mian Mian was about to leave even if he turned around.

"Since you feel at ease, take it with you! After all, you are the ancestor of the Danqi Sect, although it is a fake, but the sect master will definitely give you some face! But they also need to be like you, they need to pass the trial first!"

So the next day, they were on their way.

This time, for some reason, His Highness Stylus actually brought Min Jiu with him.

He let the guards of the Seven Kings go to the trial by themselves.

A huge mansion of the Seven Princes, only an empty shell remains.

Of course, in the eyes of His Highness Hades, these are all virtual things, and they don't matter.

Because of their familiarity with the road, this time they traveled two days faster than before.

Soon they came to the river, the mountain, where the cotton was tested.

At this time, the river where Mianmian jumped and the mountain that he climbed did not change. The river is still wide, and the high snow-capped mountains are still standing tall in the mountains.

As soon as Yinque'er and Yan Tao heard Mianmian say that they crossed the river and climbed the mountain, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Master, don't! The river is so wide, and the mountain is so high, are you sure you can cross it by yourself? Aren't you lying to us?"

Mianmian nodded: "Of course it's true, you two bastards, can the master lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can ask Your Highness. Uh......?"

Mianmian turned her head, but saw His Royal Highness Na Mingluo with Min Jiu's guards, waved his sleeves, and stepped on an auspicious cloud and left.

Mianmian: "Death demon, why don't you wait for me? It's too much! Disciples, try it yourself, I'll wait for you on the top of the mountain!"

After saying that, Mianmian also used a mysterious spiritual power, stepped on a little streamer, and also followed the footsteps of His Highness Stylus and left.

At this time, Yin Que'er and Yan Tao had big eyes and small eyes.

They couldn't believe that their master had left them so irresponsibly!

However, at this time, none of them has a way to catch up and pull Mianmian back, right? Even if they want to, they don't have the ability!

They still have to find a way to pass the trial!

With a sigh, they had to lower their heads and start thinking of a way.

As soon as Mianmian went up the mountain, he bumped into someone.

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