Chapter Seventy-Nine: Rebuilding the Royal City
The Fire King is dead, and the stone that weighs on people's hearts has finally landed. The entire Fire King City spontaneously celebrated for three days of carnival. Many of the buildings in the royal city were badly damaged during the battle and needed to be rebuilt. There are also wild lands that have been turned into deserts by the Fire King, and it will also take time to repair. Many systems need to be re-established. The most difficult thing is to find a king who can rule everyone and rebuild a harmonious country. Of course, the highest voice of the people is the floating hill rain, but the floating hill rain is not here.
After a few days of recuperation, the two of them gradually healed from their physical injuries. At this time, the six of them were sitting in the royal city drinking and chatting. The wine fairy pushed the wine gourd to Fuqiu Yu, who picked it up and took a sip. The wine fairy is always stronger than others, and after a small sip, the whole body is unbearable.
The wine fairy pointed to the bamboo cane and the old man laughed and said, "Old ghost, I'm right, this kid is destined for me and my granddaughter, so you shouldn't have anything to say now." Fuqiu Yubi knew what the two of them were talking about, so he could only smile awkwardly.
The witch's face turned gloomy when she heard this, and she glared at the wine fairy and said, "Nonsense, I'm just returning his favor." ”
Long Li drank a lot of wine, and at this time, the strength of the wine came up, and he said casually: "How do you know that we were caught by Huo Wang Cheng, you must have sent someone to follow us, and said that it was not interesting to Qiu Yu, I think you two are really compatible." "Long Li doesn't care about it, he must ask to understand.
When the witch heard Long Li's nonsense, she was annoyed and was about to get angry. Wang Yi knocked Long Li hard, blaming him for being too talkative. Long Li was not convinced, and the two quarreled.
The old man with the bamboo cane had seen Fuqiu Yu a long time ago, but he used a fake name for Fuqiu Yu at that time, so he didn't recognize it. Now I see that Fuqiu Yu has not deteriorated, but has a bit of the backbone of a hero, and I am very relieved. As for what the wine fairy said, you still have to think about it, after all, there is a lot of risk involved.
Suddenly, a person walked in outside the door, and this person said loudly: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I came here smelling wine, I haven't drunk for many years, don't mind, I'm here for a drink." ”
Seniors, Fuqiu Yu and Long Li couldn't help but shout, after the Fire King died, he originally wanted to go to the secret room to rescue him. But at that time, without the control of the Fire King's heart, he himself would have escaped a long time ago. Now I am attracted by the wine all the way, and I am back.
"It's him!" Although the man was much thinner than before, the old man with the bamboo cane recognized him at a glance. When he came at this time, he didn't know whether he was friend or foe, and the old man with the bamboo cane couldn't help but be alert, and the bamboo sword in his hand was out of his body. Before the others could reply, the man sat down and poured himself wine and ate his own meat.
"Good wine, good wine, if you add some purple snake gall, the dragon's blood will be even better. ”
The man looked back at the old man with a bamboo cane and continued: "Don't be nervous, Master Zhang, I'm not what I used to be, glory and wealth are just a passing moment, I am no longer a member of the royal family, and the grievances between you and the royal family have nothing to do with me, I just came to drink." ”
The wine fairy had never seen this person, and when he saw that the old man with the bamboo cane was nervous, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Old ghost, who is this person." ”
The old man with the bamboo cane pulled out his sword, inserted it back into the bamboo cane, and said, "He is the younger brother of Emperor Yan Wushen, Yan Wuji." Everyone was taken aback by this. Why did Yan Wushen's younger brother become like this?
Yan Wushen looked at everyone's surprised expressions and said, "You don't have to look at me like this, I know what I shouldn't know, I do what I shouldn't do, there's nothing strange about the Emperor's Family." ”
"Are the adults here? A man's voice came from outside the door.
"Please come in. Fuqiu Yu said.
This man is the liaison officer chosen by the people. When the Floating Hill Rain defeated the Fire King, the people recognized the Floating Hill Rain as their king. Although Fuqiu Yu did not accept it, he still sent people to report some situations to Fuqiu Yu from time to time. The man came in and saluted the men one by one, and then said something about rebuilding the Fire King's city.
Fuqiu Yu listened to this person's report, and felt that the plan for the rebuilding of the Fire King City was detailed and complete, and there was nothing to modify, so he agreed. People also renamed the Fire King City again, Black and White City. This is the scene of the battle between Fuqiu Yu and the Fire King that day. Ukiqiu Yu does not express his opinions casually, and allows people to rebuild their country according to their own wishes. It's just that who will be the king of Black and White City is still inconclusive.
I have no interest in this king at all. Among these people, the old man with a bamboo cane has to go after the whereabouts of Fuqiu Yu's mother. The wine fairy is bohemian and can't stand the restraint at all. The witch has her own daughter country to manage. Unless Wang Yi has many advantages to being a king, he will definitely not let her be interested. After all, only Long Li is okay, but I don't know if he wants to.
Fuqiu Yu thought about it so much, and suddenly felt pain all over his body, like a fire burning his heart and liver. It can't be the fire of the Fire King, but the Fire King is dead, and who else can start the heart fire. The floating hill rain became more and more painful, and he fell to the ground and began to roll. People don't know what's going on. Fuqiu Yu was sweating profusely and gradually lost consciousness.
No matter how people call, Fuqiu Yu is unconscious. The old man with a bamboo cane used his aura to enter Fuqiu Yu's body to probe, and found that in Fuqiu Yu's body, it was the black power that was at work. Originally, the extremely cold qi in Fuqiu Yu's body could suppress another mysterious power. Unexpectedly, the mysterious black power now has become so powerful that it suppresses the extremely cold qi in the body. I'm afraid it won't be long before my body can no longer control the mysterious power of black.
When he first saw the floating hill rain, the old man with the bamboo cane found that this power was wrong, and advised the floating hill rain to use it less. Now the side effects are highlighted, and the black mysterious power begins to devour the body of Fuqiu Yu.
Yan Wuji looked at Fuqiu Yu's expression, as if he remembered something, and also used his aura to penetrate into Fuqiu Yu's body, and then his face changed drastically and said: "How could it be, how could it appear here, impossible, absolutely impossible, there must be something wrong." ”
Everyone didn't know what Yan Wuji was talking about, and when they asked Yan Wuji what he had discovered, Yan Wuji's expression was dull and his eyes were blank, as if he had fallen into a painful memory. Just said one thing, he will die soon!
Others also took a look at Fuqiu Yu's body. No one knows where the mysterious power in Fuqiuyu's body comes from. Yan Wuji finally came to his senses and rushed out of the room like a madman, disappearing into the night.
The old man with the bamboo cane was sad, but he didn't expect it to be the ending now, and the wine fairy patted the old man with the bamboo cane on the shoulder and said, "Maybe that's the only way to try." ”
The old man with the bamboo cane lowered his head, glanced at the wine gourd on the wine fairy's waist, and asked, "How long will it take?"
The wine fairy shook his head and said, "I don't know, it depends on his creation." ”