After continuous shaking, what came out of the mouth of the giant fire Jiao was waves of dark and thick mist.

The fog quickly submerged the huge head of the giant fire Jiao, except for the pair of blood-red pupils that could still be faintly seen in the pitch black, the other parts were completely invisible.

As the fog gradually spread, the black mist located in the head let out a rumbling roar, this roar was different from the previous arrogant roar, mixed with deep cringe, even begging for mercy.

However, the black mist that seeped out of its mouth did not slow down its expansion, but instead covered its entire body more rapidly.

The giant fire Jiao finally turned from fear to hysteria, only to see the fog around the head light up with blazing red streaks, and it continued to hit the black cage with fire aura.

But no matter how surgingly the fire aura is, it is still firmly imprisoned by the black mist, and it just can't seep out a single star.

"Woo——————!!"

The Giant Fire Jiao made a final struggle, and all the remaining fire aura in its body spurted out of its throat in one breath, and its original teeth like molten iron also became dim for a while.

This huge energy that was enough to turn the entire Hidden Sky Mountain into ashes reflected the thick black mist that almost completely enveloped the dragon's huge body into a misty red light, and it quickly expanded.

Soon, all the creatures in the Hidden Mountains could no longer see the stars in the night sky and the bright moon. Because of the black fog that reflected the red shadow and spread extremely widely, it was like a dark cloud blocking the sky directly above the Hidden Cang Mountain, obscuring all the brilliance it should have.

The two old men of the Zhan family were overwhelmed by this sudden change, and they stared blankly at the thick fog overhead, and suddenly found that this black cloud gradually formed an outline.

The outline became clearer and clearer as the fog flowed, and when it was fully formed, Zhan Guangchao and Zhan Guangzhi's pupils shrank into a small dot.

This is clearly his great-grandson who has just been swallowed by the dragon!

Before the two of them could react from the shock, the black mist that had turned into the shape of a teenager seemed to be pulled by some force, and it closed a little towards the center from all directions.

For a while, the earth was once again illuminated by the light of the stars and moons, but the huge dragon disappeared after the mist dissipated.

Zhan Guangzhi's eyes were firmly fixed on the shrinking black qi, and a trace of unreasonable expectation suddenly appeared in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this expectation, which even I couldn't believe, came true.

The boundless black qi condensed until the last moment, leaving only a small figure, and the faint red light that flashed in it was condensed on the two eyes.

The world that the boy saw at this time was stained with a layer of blood.

He didn't know how he had survived the dragon's mouth, and he didn't even have any impression of why he was standing here unharmed.

"Painful。。。。。。 There was a hot feeling in his eyes, and Zhan Feihong couldn't help blinking.

"Fly, Feihong。。。。。。 ？”

A familiar voice came from his head, and Zhan Feihong looked up to see that the source of the voice was his grandfather, Zhan Guangzhi. Only then did he remember his previous situation and hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, how are your injuries?!"

Zhan Guangzhi did not answer his great-grandson's question, because he had been stunned by the other party's two red, red-like pupils like red lotus fire.

This pair of pupils is simply the eyes of the dragon that has disappeared a hundred times, and then attached to the young man's eye sockets.

"You, are you okay?" Zhan Guangzhi asked after observing for a long time.

Zhan Feihong didn't pay attention to Zhan Guangzhi's tone because of the pain in his eyes. "Feihong is okay, grandpa, shall I climb up and take you next?" he said with pain in pain.

"No, no, I can come down myself. Zhan Guangzhi shook his head, he had witnessed the strange scene between his great-grandson and the giant fire Jiao, and instinctively felt that he would not be as intact as he said now, especially his eyes that were still shining red, looking as if they were oozing blood.

In this case, the grandson waited for the grandfather. Zhan Feihong didn't force it, he was really in pain now, and it was not easy to be able to force himself to walk under the tree.

Leaning on the trunk of the tree, the boy slowly sat down on the dead leaves. It didn't matter if he sat down, the sharp pain in his eyes was even more obvious, and he had to stretch out his hands to rub his eyes.

But when he glanced at the palm of his hand, he was so frightened that he forgot the pain for a while.

What the hell is this colorful and messy pattern?!

Through the blood-red color that was blinding his eyes, Zhan Feihong found that his palm had a bunch of special lines that he had never seen before.

The lines are intertwined, in different colors, and sink into the sleeves along the wrists. He quickly rolled up his sleeves to take a closer look, and the messy lines stretched to his shoulders, and he had to take off his shirt if he wanted to check it.

"Feihong, what are you looking at?" At some point, Zhan Guangzhi climbed down from the tree, and he saw that the young man's blood-red pupils were staring intently at his arms, and he was very surprised, and couldn't help asking.

"No, nothing. Hearing Grandpa's inquiry, Zhan Feihong hurriedly looked away, he turned his head and smiled reluctantly, only to find that Zhan Guangzhi's palm also had that kind of stripes.

It's just that Elder Tai's lines have only one color, and the composition is simple, only seven or eight branches extend upward, and they are not as intricate as his.

Gold –

Seeing the faintly glowing lines, Zhan Feihong suddenly understood what it meant.

Unlike his grandfather, he counted the colors of his hands, which happened to be gold, blue, green, red, and brown, which indicated the way of the five elements.

But why are there five completely different but intertwined veins in his body?

Without waiting for Zhan Feihong to figure it out, Zhan Guangzhi and Zhan Guangchao helped each other and walked to his side. "Feihong, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's make plans after we go down the mountain. The two elders were very afraid of this kind of startled feeling, if it weren't for their age and experience, they would have been frightened crazy.

Zhan Feihong nodded subconsciously, and suddenly his eyebrows throbbed violently like a needle tip penetrating his skull, and then, the blood red that covered his eyes disappeared.

"Huh?" Zhan Guangzhi and Zhan Guangchao immediately noticed that the young man's eyes had lost their fiery red luster, and they looked at each other and decided not to inquire about this matter.

After all, their fate was saved by Zhan Feihong, and besides, this time they helped the Liu family for that purpose, and the two of them couldn't help but feel very indebted to this great-grandson, what does it have to do with hiding some secrets?

Zhan Feihong wiped the tears that involuntarily flowed from the corners of his eyes, this sudden ability disappeared inexplicably, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Wouldn't it be nice to be able to find out how you are different from others。。。。。。

The young man thought as he climbed down the Hidden Cangshan Mountain with the second elder.

。。。。。。

"Dead, ha, all dead, all dead!" a mad voice laughed wildly as the figures of the two old and the young disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"No, three are not dead, and three are not dead!!" the laughter stopped abruptly, and a pair of bloodshot eyes glared straight at where the three had left.

"Why didn't they die, why?!" The two hands full of burn marks tore a lot of dusty and dirty hair, and the only survivor of the Liu family, Liu Zijun, cried bitterly.

And in his arms, he still carries his own grandfather Liu Pengfei, and separates the sandalwood box that was stuffed to him before.

。。。。。。

The three of them hurried through the night and finally rushed back to Qingshui Town in the early morning.

"You, are you back?" The three ancestors and grandsons walked into the Zhan family compound, and the first person they met turned out to be Zhan Keman.

"What, no?" As soon as Zhan Guangchao saw Zhan Keman, the anger in his heart didn't come to one place. If it weren't for the bad things of this grandchild, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.

"Okay, okay. Although Zhan Keman didn't hope for anything good in his heart, he didn't dare to refute this elder to his face, and he was one of the people with the highest level of spiritual cultivation in the Zhan family.

But when he saw Zhan Feihong behind the two old men, the face that was originally smiling instantly sank.

"The second elder waits, wait for me to tell the eldest brother. Zhan Keman said casually, and didn't care how the second elder answered, so he walked into the lobby with a gloomy face.

"This stinky boy!" Zhan Guangchao was so angry that his eyebrows raised, they walked hard in Yincang Mountain, what was it for? I didn't expect to be blinded by my children and grandchildren just after I came back, it was simply unreasonable.

"The two grandfathers, Feihong is a little uncomfortable, and wants to go back to the house first, and the uncle will ask after a while, and please help Feihong explain it. When Zhan Guang was angry, the young man gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and said.

"Go back, I'll tell you something. Zhan Guangzhi listened to it clearly, and he nodded and said.

The reason why Zhan Feihong wanted to go back to the house immediately was because his mind was all hung on the five elements pattern that he had seen with his own eyes before. What he wanted to do most now was to experiment with how to develop the special ability of red eyes again.

"Grandpa Xie!" Hearing the other party's answer, he excitedly walked towards the hut where he was staying.

"Feihong, you did a good job on this trip to Yincang Mountain!" Looking at the young man's tattered back coat, Zhan Guangzhi felt sour in his heart, and praised it in a trembling voice.

Zhan Feihong paused slightly, wanting to turn around and say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't turn around after all.