Continuing from the book, the big mouse led by the land temple gently said, "Friends in the rivers and lakes raise their love for us, a fire dragon horse" blurted out at first glance, and Yang Congxun and the little fox were stunned: "What do you say your name is?" ”

It is indeed not to blame them for being surprised for no reason, before leaving Beijing to go north, Ma Laoke personally entrusted Yang Congxun, saying that he was old and his legs and feet were afraid of cold and wind, so he wanted a pair of leather tubes made of fire dragon horse leather sleeves as knee pads to wear to protect against the cold, for which he Ma Laoke did not hesitate to pay a thousand gold rewards!

There is a saying that 'sake is red, wealth is moving', try to see all living beings in this world, a few are not greedy for profit and get up early, which one does not love money and goes to bed late?

Therefore, even Yang Congxun and Little Fox were carefully counted in the carriage at first. The brothers unanimously decided that when they arrived at Gegeao in the deep mountains outside the Guan, they must first make every effort to find the origin of Yang's mother's background.

Once the matter is busy, take it with them and ask about the whereabouts of the fire dragon colt, in case there is any gain, and finally bring the leather tube back to the old horse, and the brothers will not have to worry about money for seven or eight years.

However, I never expected that this fire dragon horse that was missed by the hearts of the people not only had to hide honestly in the deep mountains and forests, but took the initiative to come to him and introduce himself in a grand manner.

Yang Congxun and Little Fox are not monks who fasted vegetarians, especially Little Fox, since they came out of the house this time, the fragrant roast chicken has eaten not a thousand, but also eight hundred...... For eating chicken, the little fox not only does not have a little psychological burden, but on the contrary, he hopes to be as much as possible in his heart; But if one day, this fat chicken that was held in his mouth suddenly opened his mouth and spat out, and he had to talk to himself, how could he bite this bite?

In the end, Yang Congxun stubbornly asked: "This ...... Brother Rat, it turns out that you are the legendary fire dragon horse, what a disrespectful person. Dare to ask Brother Mouse, do you know any other fire dragon foals? ”

In Yang Congxun's thoughts, since the princes and nobles outside the gate are particular about using the skin of the fire dragon horse to keep them warm, it can be seen that this kind of fire rat should not be able to speak human words, otherwise it will be too mad.

Now it seems that it should be that the fire dragon foal in front of him had a unique adventure before, and only then did he cultivate an immortal path that can speak out his mouth...... If this is the case, then Yang Congxun and the others only need to find another Fire Dragon Horse that has not succeeded in cultivation, and they can also go to receive the golden reward of the old horse.

Some things can't be thought about too much, although Hu San is a fox fairy, but the little fox did not burn down all the shops he saw that sold fox fur fur clothes...... The fox is a fox, and the fox fairy is a fox fairy, although the appearance of the two is not too similar, but after all, it is not all the way, which is not difficult to distinguish.

Who knew that as soon as the fire dragon horse heard Yang Congxun's inquiry, he twisted the few strands of black and shiny whiskers on the side of his mouth with his claws: "Don't hide it from the two, since the old man first peeked into the Immortal Dao Path twenty years ago, there will be a lot of gray immortals (rat immortals) who have cultivated outside this pass." It's not the old man boasting, among them, the fire dragon foal that can be like the old man is really rare...... Please also look at the two of you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the fire dragon pony suddenly reached out its claws and gently hugged the chicken soup bowl in front of him.

After a while, I saw that the fire dragon horse's originally black and shiny claws were slightly red like charcoal that was about to be burned out by his peers, and the small half bowl of chicken soup left in the soup bowl was also slowly rising with the naked eye.

In the silence where the needle could be heard, the thin voice of the fire dragon horse sounded proudly: "As the name suggests, this fire dragon horse is naturally a spirit mouse that can transfer the power of fire immortals...... Don't hide it, the head of our gray family is good at cave soil, if you talk about the ability to play with fire, most of them are not as good as the fox fairy family. Only the old man experienced an adventure back then, and with the help of the medicinal spring in the Far North Manglin forest, he gained a little ability to come to the Fang family to sacrifice his ugliness. ”

Listening to the fire dragon horse, he was originally just a gray family scattered immortal who relied on himself to figure out his own cultivation, and even the gray family's own cave soil technique was so-so, and he didn't know anything about fire thaumaturgy.

Fortunately, the gray family has always been good at caves, although there are many poisonous insects and beasts in the deep mountains and forests, but there are few that twist a tendon and hide in the soil cave rat can't get by.

Although there were many opponents who coveted the rat meat of the Fire Dragon Pony (not at that time), as long as they dug a hole seven or eight feet deep and hid it in it for a day or two, the opponent outside would be hungry to find food elsewhere.

Therefore, although he does not have any skills, he is also happy in the woods, and he has to wander around the woods one after another every day.

About twenty-five years ago, the dragon foal stumbled upon a large patch of pine trees next to a natural hot spring...... The oily pine nuts on the branches of the pine tree were a delicacy for woodrats, so the overjoyed dragon foal prepared to stay on the edge of the hot springs for a few more days, so that he could enjoy the pleasure of life.

Who knew that this time, the fire dragon foal and he made a rival for himself...... It turned out that this hot spring had been occupied by a Bai family cultivator (hedgehog spirit) as a dojo for his own practice.

Originally, the fire dragon horse was not interested in the hot spring where the hedgehog spirit lived, but he couldn't stand the fact that he was full of food and didn't want to move far away, so he drank a lot of hot spring water to quench his thirst after eating pine nuts.

This annoyed the big hedgehog, and after many fruitless negotiations with the fire dragon horse, the two fought the edge of the hot spring.

After all, the fire dragon foal has the experience of wandering around to provoke opponents, plus their gray family's specialized art of controlling the earth is also very restrained by this hedgehog spirit's water immortal art, although this time it is the guest offender, after all, the hedgehog spirit still escaped with his head in his hands.

However, the fire dragon pony who won a game didn't bargain too much...... In the final encounter, the dragon foal was stabbed hard by the spikes that his opponent curled up.

According to the fire dragon horse, these wounds pierced by the spikes on the hedgehog's body were deep and difficult to heal, and within a few days they all festered from under the flesh.

The tingling and stinging that penetrated deep into the bone marrow really made me want to tear off the skin and flesh on my body inch by inch with my mouth.

That time, the old man struggled and rolled desperately on the edge of the hot spring, and finally without paying attention, he fell from the branch of a pine tree that poked on the surface of the hot spring, and fell into the hot spring with a "poof". ”

This dragon foal has never been good at swimming, and when he used to drink water to quench his thirst, he only carefully leaned on the edge of the spring, closed his paws, and drank a handful of spring water, but now he fell straight into the water from a high place, how not to panic so that he desperately waved his limbs and struggled.

But what he didn't expect was that the hot spring water was not only extremely smooth and sticky, but also very buoyant, and he didn't have much effort to float himself on the surface.

What he didn't expect was that the slightly hot spring water actually went through the pores, so that all the wounds on his body that were itchy because of suppuration stopped itching.

After finally calming down the itching that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the fire dragon foal only felt an overwhelming tiredness hit him, so he closed his eyes and floated on the water and fell asleep.