The emperor saw that he was too slow, and if he wanted to help, it depended on the conditions, and he was not an immortal.

Fengxing sighed secretly, it can only be like this, the so-called local customs, not to mention his flying machine...

Suddenly remembering something, Fengxing said goodbye to the emperor and flew towards his giant cup.

That's right, fly.

Of course it's not an ability, he can't fly into the air like a flower cloud with a water system, not for a short time. His feet are equipped with micro-flying machines, the latest research results, which allow a person to fly slowly in mid-air.

Of course, the slowness in the eyes of the end times is not something that people in this time and space can understand.

In the eyes of everyone, the wind and birds shot out.

When Fengxing came back, he held an image that he said was a photo. Clear and real, as if the wind has shrunk and slapped on paper.

"Your Majesty said that tomorrow will let the post soldiers spread the proclamation to the world, can you also spread my image to the world?"

The emperor took the photo and looked at it over and over, and his mouth was full of amazement: "It's really amazing, it's a pity that the painters of the National Dynasty can't draw such a similar Xiao Xianglai." National Teacher's... Are there many more photos? ”

Feng Xingmu had a wooden face: "I can't take out a huge number of photos, let's find a painter to paint, draw seven or eight points, my wife can recognize me when she sees me." ”

Is there anything that the gods can't do? It's just a weird piece of paper.

Fengxing had a toothache and said: "This is the paper used in the fairy world, there is no one here." Without immortal paper, my immortal magic will not fall on your paper. ”

The emperor suddenly said, how can mortal things put immortal power.

"Oh," in order to win the trust, Feng Xing pressed his watch, and suddenly another Feng Xing suddenly appeared in front of him, exactly the same.

The emperor was startled, and when he saw that the wind was not moving, he dared to step forward and look around.

"Incredible, incredible, exactly the same, exactly the same."

Three-dimensional imaging, of course, is exactly the same.

Feng Xing pressed the button again, and another Feng Xing disappeared, shaking his hand at the stunned emperor: "Immortal weapon, only I can use it." In the hands of others, it is no different from a stone. ”

The Emperor nodded, understood.

"All the painters in the palace rushed to make portraits for the national teacher overnight."

After the order was finished, the emperor paused, and the fox asked Xiang Fengxing: "At the beginning, the national teacher said that your wife strayed into this world, and I don't know where she was or reincarnated, I heard that the reincarnation has to drink Meng Po soup and forget the past, so wouldn't she forget the national teacher?" The portrait of the national teacher is spread all over the world, and she may not recognize it. Or do immortals not have to drink Meng Po soup? ”

Feng Xing's face was not good-looking: "I'm not sure, but I'm sure I'll try all the methods." ”

Seeing his firm gaze, the emperor couldn't help but sigh with emotion, there are also love species in the immortals.

He asked again: "Then I don't know what else the national teacher can do, I will definitely send someone to help." ”

Fengxing hesitated: "I'll think about it first." ”

He wanted to send someone to find Hua Yun's image as well, but he wasn't sure what Hua Yun looked like now. In order to save himself, Hua Yun was bitten by the zombie king, and the chance of mutation is too great, and his appearance will naturally change. If you want to pay attention to whether there are strange people... Although it is impossible for the zombie virus to travel through time and space, what if? In case Huayun was infected and turned into a zombie, where would he have been hiding because he was searched? Zombies eat people by nature, and he believes that Hua Yun will not talk to the living and will definitely stay away from humans, but when the living people bump into her, can she still bear it?

Feng Xing had already thought that Hua Yunzhen had become a zombie, and he would also find her to stay with her for the rest of his life, and wait until he could no longer stay together to go to Huangquan.

There is also a possibility that Hua Yun is injured, and if he loses his memory, he can't remember what happened before? Forgot about him?

There is also the possibility of...

No matter which possibility it is, he has to take the initiative to look for it, and it is impossible for Hua Yun to know that he is also here and come to him instead.

As for the worst possibility, Hua Yun doesn't exist as Uncle said... He didn't think about it for a moment.

However, it is certain that the time and space that Hua Yun fell into was the one in front of him, and he was lucky not to go wrong. The signal data retrieved by the seeker is exactly the same as the clue data provided by him. The moisture of the air, the humidity, the faint features of the landscape at that moment... There can't be two planes that are exactly the same.

Fengxing followed the two little eunuchs who led the way, pondering silently, and suddenly heard a "flower cloud".

I can't help but stop.

The little eunuch looked at each other in surprise: "Master Guoshi..."

Feng Xing looked at the voice, and saw a little palace maid walking towards another little palace maid, and shouted "Huayun" again.

The little palace maid known as Huayun smiled softly, Fengxing turned back in disappointment, it was not her, and no matter what she looked like, there would never be that kind of weak and cowardly light in his Huayun eyes.

"That's a good name."

"The National Teacher is saying, Huayun?" The taller little eunuch was a little dazed: "It's very nice." There are five or six slaves who know Hua Yun. ”

Feng Xing closed his eyes in resignation: "Let's go." ”

I know that it is not advisable to find people by name.

It was night, and the national teacher Fengxing made a stunning appearance, and I don't know how many women's eyes were blinded.

It was the first time that a national teacher appeared in the dynasty, and there were a few national teachers who were said to be able to call the wind and rain in the history books, and the images left behind were all white hair fluttering and white beard.

So young, so handsome, so ...

Everyone was skeptical at first, Fengxing was a good person, he couldn't see anything, he didn't speak, he waved his hand and rained, drenching the people who were sitting. He is still quite measured, knowing that the face of the chicken emperor is not good-looking, and he has a wet scalp.

Everyone was so panicked at the inexplicable low-altitude showers that they were sincerely admiring, knowing that not a drop of water had been splashed on the table in front of them.

It couldn't be someone splashing water behind them.

Of course, the emperor will not be rained, and everyone laughed when he saw the embarrassment, and once again announced in person that he would seal the wind as a national teacher.

Early the next morning, thousands of proclamations, along with popular portraits, were taken by the post soldiers to various parts of the country.

At the same time, Lord Zheng sulked at the feathered arrows stuck in the gate of the yamen with a dark face.

The officials next to him didn't dare to come out, which made people provoke to the face of the door, which was really embarrassing. Their little parents must not vomit blood.

"Go find Hua Yun." Master Zheng pulled out the arrow, went straight back to the inner room, and summoned the secret guard: "Go and check." ”

Hua Yun went to the county seat after breakfast, and met the official who came to her halfway, and knew that things had progressed.

When I arrived at the county office, I couldn't help but be happy when I saw the kidnapping letter sent by the arrow: "This is really cautious." ”

It turned out that it was written to Hua Yun, if you want to exchange it back, let Hua Yun go to a place called Wengcheng alone to change Hua Lei back.

"Urn City? Catching a turtle in an urn? What about treating me like a turtle? ”

Master Zheng couldn't laugh at it.

Hua Yun raised the parchment letterhead: "Should I say that it is better to guard against me or to have no fear." Who put the arrow in it? Plugged in the middle of the night? You're not being noticed? ”

After speaking, Hua Yun's ears heard a few faint knocking sounds, which were quite regular. (To be continued.) )