"It's a sin to rush into the Suzaku clan, but I'm really for an old friend." Qingyang stood proudly and spoke indifferently.

Seeing that his expression was not fake, Yang Cuo thought for a moment, and stopped at the guard, "Oh? Let's hear it, if you can't say the right reason, this king is afraid that the immortal friend will not be able to retreat and leave my Suzaku clan. ”

"This old man of mine is called Yang Yu!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall was no longer calm.

Hello!

Who is Yang Yu? He is the king with the purest blood since the Suzaku clan! It's a pity that he has moved his heart and has passed away. Then his younger brother Yang Tso ascended to the throne.

"What did you say?" Yang Cuo was startled, looked flustered, and said sharply: "Yang Yu has already died, how can there be any old people!" Dare to deceive this king, come here! Take him down and put him to death at another date!"

Seeing this, Qingyang said, "Really?" At this time, he felt a burning palm, the bead was glowing red, his expression froze, and he muttered to himself: "That's it, since you don't want ......"

"Don't take it yet!"

Qingyang snorted coldly and said to Yang Cuo, "Take it?" Let's see if you have what it takes. ”

At this moment, Qingyang was not too angry, but raised his hand to set up a barrier, so that they could not get close.

He thought to himself, it seems that this Suzaku clan also has secrets, and as soon as he mentioned Yuyu, he became furious.

Well, it doesn't seem like there's anything worth it here.

Then he vanished, leaving behind a stunned man.

"Come on, open the big array, and never let outsiders break into my Vermilion Bird Clan again."

After Qingyang left the Vermilion Bird Clan, he went to the mortal world.

Sitting in the guest room of the inn, he carefully examined the bead, why it was glowing red just now.

He injected spiritual power, the golden light flashed, and then there were no other changes, and he muttered: "The phoenix is reborn in Nirvana, I don't know if this Vermilion Bird can do it."

As he spoke, his divine sense penetrated into the bead, and the waves of fire inside were monstrous, and he explored carefully, getting deeper and deeper, but the waves of fire did not seem to be so big.

There was a fire tree faintly in the distance, and Qingyang was suspicious and walked over. The fire tree is tens of meters high, and its branches are bare, but it is in the shape of a lotus flower with flames.

"Looks like this is it!"

Qingyang was a little happy, he really hoped that Yang Yu could come back to life, one was that Ran Ran needed him, and the other was that the Vermilion Bird clan also needed him. Looking at today's style of Na Lucuo, he doesn't like it, how can such a person be the king?

I saw that the palm of Qingyang's right hand was glowing with fire, it was the most primitive and purest fire spiritual power between heaven and earth, with the continuous injection of spiritual power, the fire tree also changed, the budding lotus flowers opened one after another, the flames were getting higher and higher, and they were still beating, thinking that it was his spiritual power injection, the fire tree was excited, desperately sucking spiritual power.

After a while, the fire tree slowly stopped absorbing spiritual power, Qingyang withdrew his spiritual power, and carefully looked at the tree that inhaled spiritual power, which was several times larger than just now, and the lotus flower was also particularly large.

"Huh?" Looking at the canopy of the tree, a lotus flower slowly bloomed, getting bigger and bigger, and a vague figure lay in the lotus, lifting him in the air.

"Yu?" Qingyang stepped forward, and the air naturally formed steps, only to see a man lying quietly in the fiery red lotus, his handsome face reflected the dark red firelight, with innate nobility and the majesty of being a king, with a red mole on his forehead, closing his eyes and smiling, showing his grace.

Qingyang took a closer look, and then he started, ready to wake him up. Raised his hand and pinched it, submerged it in his forehead, and after a while, the person in the lotus flower, his eyelashes moved, and slowly opened his eyes.

Yang Yu opened his eyes, looked around, and then saw Qingyang, and said, "You saved me?" ”

"I'll take you down first." Saying that, Qingyang grabbed his arm and landed steadily. Yang Yu hadn't recovered yet, but he saw that he was already standing under the tree.

Is it so vigorous? Not at all prepared!

"Thank you for waking me up." Yang Yu thanked him, he sent Su Mu's mother and daughter away back then, and he was already holding the heart of death, but he didn't want him to fall asleep.

"It's okay, but you're in ...... state"

Yang Yu looked down at himself, his body looming, and he could dissipate at any time.

"It's okay," Yang Yu was relieved, it was already a great gift that he could wake up, but he still had doubts, and asked carefully, "I don't know how you entered this space." This space is a world formed by Suzaku's natal beads, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter.

Qingyang just smiled, but did not answer, in this heaven and earth, there is nothing he can't go, let alone this little bead in the world. Even in his own spiritual platform, there is a world, annihilation, Aoyang They are usually in it, and this bead has similarities with the world in his body.

Qingyang thought in his heart, whether to tell him or not, about the past after his death, that past was too cruel to him, if he didn't tell him, he would one day really, if he told him, he was in this state now, I am afraid he would not be able to bear it.

"Well, everyone has a secret in their heart, and if you don't want to say it, just treat it as if I didn't ask." Yang Yu smiled indifferently.

"This tree has absorbed my spiritual power, and it will benefit you a lot, so you can practice here."

Yang Yu glanced at the fire tree and asked curiously, "I don't know you, why did you go to great lengths to save me?"

"In the world, everything pays attention to a fate. You can cultivate here with peace of mind. ”

"Can you bother the fairy friends and help me in the next favor?"

"What?" Qingyang glanced at him.

"After I go out, I will help Zai Xia to inquire about someone, she is Xia's wife, her name is Su Mu."

"Okay."

Before the words fell, Qingyang had already swept into the distance.

Qingyang walked alone on the street with an oil-paper umbrella, aimlessly.

Since he returned from Qingyu, Changrong has ascended the throne as the emperor, and the four seas and eight wildernesses have returned to temporary peace, and although the demons are calm, they have been eyeing each other. He doesn't care about these, the situation in the world will be divided for a long time, and he will be together for a long time, and he is just a middleman.

The story of Duhuo has come to an end.,A year ago,The demon race was arrogant.,Provoked Changrong to scold.,Want to conquer the demon race.。 Dong Li is still in retreat, and he doesn't know when he will be able to come out.

For a while, he didn't know where to go.

It's another morning with a faint morning light.

The storefronts on the street are gradually opening, and the elegant young man in Tsing Yi is drinking tea by the window.

This person is Qingyang, and he has been away from the Fang Zhang Continent for more than a month.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going from the window, this continent is a continent for cultivating immortals. A way to use the aura into the body and go against the heavens to cultivate, this kind of person is called a monk.

A man and a woman walked in from the staircase, wearing light blue robes with cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs, thinking about which sect on this continent they were disciples.

Sure enough, I saw Xiao Er wiping the table diligently and asked them what they were eating.

Qingyang took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly, this world is like this, the weak eat the strong, with a sense of superiority.

"Did you hear that? Ling Jian Sect has recently recruited disciples here!"

"What! It's really fake, then I have to let my doll try it, if I enter the Ling Sword Sect, my ancestral tomb will smoke. ”

"Ling Jian Sect?" Qingyang muttered.