The door creaked open, and there was no one outside, everything was neat, as if everything had just been a nightmare.

Zhao Hui unexpectedly had a glimmer of hope in his heart for no reason, and unintentionally opened his mouth slightly and walked towards his room.

Because he still had to hold on to something, he was in his room again, and he walked over and didn't know how many vases, how many tables and chairs he had knocked over.

But no matter how many times he fell, he could always get up and walk panting.

The soldiers and servants who were attracted by the sound of things smashing just took care of cleaning up the wreckage and fragments on the ground, as if they couldn't see the young master, they didn't say a word, and didn't look at them much.

Finally, the door of the room was opened by Zhao Hui with a creak, and all the things were neatly placed in the distance.

However, the only thing missing is the brushes and paper on the cabinet, and the paintings painted in the cabinet.

Zhao Hui's hand was still on the drawer of the cabinet, and his eyes trembled as he looked at the empty drawer, as if he couldn't believe it, but it was already a fact.

A wave of sadness unexpectedly welled up in his heart, and he used all his strength to pull the cabinet down, trying to pull down this huge and heavy thing and smash it on himself, and it was a hundred times.

Zhao Hui couldn't see anything around, only the tall Thunder Valley Hall in front of him, and his father, the head of the Thunder Valley family, lived in it.

The cabinet was too heavy and heavy, even if Zhao Hui used his strength to get out of milk, there was nothing else but to hold his face red.

"Young master, please stay."

The guards guarding the door crossed the halberd in their hands, and with a sonorous sound, they stopped Zhao Hui outside the door of the main hall.

Zhao Hui was in a terrible mood at this time, but he still forcibly suppressed the outburst, and said vaguely: "Why, why don't you let me in?" ”

The two guards glanced at each other before saying, "Young Master, this... This is the order of the head of the house, and you can't go in for a few days. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Hui said as if sighing, he had already guessed that it would be like this, why did he still come?

At this moment, Zhao Hui heard a sound of footsteps, so he turned his head slightly to look, and saw Hu Lei walking towards him alone, still wearing the military uniform with a white background.

Even if Zhao Hui had a lot of anger in his stomach, but the moment he saw Hu Lei, this anger disappeared, and there was nothing in his mind, but his brain was a little dizzy.

Seeing that Zhao Hui saw himself, Hu Lei didn't change much, and walked to Zhao Hui's side step by step.

Zhao Hui wanted to open his mouth to call him, but his mouth was dry, and his throat felt like someone had stuffed a handful of sand.

"Ah Hui, I didn't expect this mission to have something to do with you......"

Hu Lei also sighed at this time and continued.

"You also know that Thunder Valley has been going downhill now, and you are the only son of the head of the family, and it is normal for him to be strict with you."

Hearing this, Zhao Hui became angry again, and wanted to refute, but was preempted by Hu Lei again.

"I also understand that the brush is to you what the sword is to me. If my family had told me to devote myself to drawing, breaking my sword and breaking my spear, I would have reacted in the same way. ”

Hu Lei also sighed and patted Zhao Hui on the shoulder.

"Blame it, only blame the world, if the winner is determined by painting, the head of the family will definitely not be like this."

When Zhao Hui heard these words, the tears in his heart couldn't be held back after all, and he was crazy and rushed out of his eyes, and he actually squatted down, hid his face and cried bitterly.

"But since I've come to this world, there's no way around it. The responsibility on your shoulders is the shackles that bind you, and which have been around you since before you were born. Whether you want to be strangled to death, or turn the shackles into a sword, it's up to you. ”

"The head of the family ordered to come down, as long as you are willing to go to the Hidden Moon Cave in the back mountain of Thunder Valley to cultivate hard, he will be willing to see you."

Hu Lei looked at Zhao Hui squatting on the ground, and felt very uncomfortable, and wanted to help, but he couldn't do it. Who's wrong?

After hearing this, Zhao Hui cried for a while, and finally stood up, crying so much that his eyes were swollen and his eyes were blurry, but he could still see that Hu Lei was still standing in front of him and did not leave.

Zhao Hui wiped away the tears in front of his eyes, he was really ashamed to lose his posture in front of his friends.

"I... I see, that big thunder, I'll first... Went first. ”

Zhao Hui still couldn't help choking, and turned his head and left.

Seeing that he had no intention of going to the Hidden Moon Cave, Hu Lei frowned, and reached out to pull Zhao Hui's shoulder. But Zhao Hui suddenly ran up and left in the other direction.

Hu Lei didn't hold him, and he felt a little uncomfortable, but these things can't be forced, everything depends on Zhao Hui's creation, and he also saw that Zhao Hui still had a paintbrush pinned to his waist.

In the prison of Thunder Valley, Feng Tingcheng and the others have been locked in for a day, and after a simple breath recovery, the injuries suffered by the body have basically healed, but helplessly, the fence of this prison does not know what material is made of, Feng Tingcheng's powerful attack hit it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all.

But fortunately, Feng Chengcheng was still able to get in touch with Dongfang Wuya and Xiaofeng through secret methods in this cell.

After Xiao Feng rescued Dongfang Feng Wu, he came to a hidden small canyon in Thunder Valley, there is a waterfall, the water of the waterfall flows into a small river, and there are a lot of fish lurking in the river, eating and drinking are not worried.

And Dongfang Wuya's injuries were heavier than those of Feng Qicheng, but they were still ninety percent better.

Feng Chengcheng has been observing the scene in this prison, after Xiao Feng's trouble yesterday, there are obviously more soldiers assigned in the prison, but it seems that those Dharma protectors are busy with other things, and they haven't seen anyone come for a day.

So, Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya discussed with Xiaofeng that at noon on this day, they would come to save people.

At noon, the sun is scorching, which is the time when the soldiers are tired, and the temperature is high and the weather is dry, Xiaofeng is good at fire, which is also a reason.

At noon that day, the prisoners' lunch was placed in front of the fence, and many people stretched out their hands to eat it, but the sturdy prisoner with a new scar on his face did not eat, but sat cross-legged in the cell with his eyes closed.

Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya each ate some and sat quietly in the cell.

A smell of wind and rain is coming.

It was also time for the soldiers to eat, and they gathered around the cell to talk and laugh.

At this moment, I saw a sudden fire at the entrance of the cell, and I saw two soldiers being bombarded from the entrance to the fence on the side, and the clothes on their chests were on fire, spreading rapidly, screaming and slapping.

The soldiers in this prison immediately reacted, someone robbed the prison!

The soldiers were divided into two columns, each holding their spears in their hands, and the spears in the latter column were interspersed in the gaps, ready to attack.

At this time, Feng Chengcheng and Dongfang Wuya had already understood that it was Xiaofeng who came. When the other prisoners saw what was happening, they were taken aback, and the steamed buns in their mouths accidentally fell into their throats and coughed incessantly.

The stout prisoner took a deep breath and sat cross-legged, unmoved.

The soldiers slowly surrounded the entrance, the iron spear heads flashing with a cold light.

I saw that suddenly a figure flashed out from this entrance, and the whole body was wrapped with firelight, this is not Xiaofeng or who?

When the soldiers saw it, they were taken aback.

"This, this is the fire phoenix you talked about last time?!"

"Mom!"

But before they could finish speaking, the soldiers felt a wave of heat sweeping in front of them, and the flames instantly filled the entire prison corridor, and even the air was dyed fiery red.

Yes!

One after another wailed and screamed. Xiao Feng fluttered his wings and stopped in mid-air, his sharp beak opened slightly, and he spewed out a steady stream of red flames.

The temperature of the flame was unusual, and the spear head began to melt, and the originally sharp spear head was covered with molten iron that flowed down, and even a piece of tofu could not be cut.

But these soldiers were not vegetarians either, and a milky white light suddenly erupted from their bodies.

The crimson flame was gradually stretched apart by the milky white light, and the two fought against each other, and the flame disappeared on the light, but the white light kept thinning.

I only heard the soldiers shouting loudly, so they rushed towards Xiaofeng with this flame.

Although the closer you get to Xiao Feng's side, the higher the temperature of this flame, and the greater the consumption of natural white mangs. But the soldiers rushed forward as if they were not afraid of death.