At this time, the wind and clouds are changing, the sky and the earth are gloomy, and the tornadoes are rising one after another, rolling and coming.

Zhier and his benefactor ran quickly, looking for a place to avoid the sand and dust tornado, but there was barren land all around, and the tornado chased them like they had long eyes, and they were tired of running and simply stopped.

When the benefactor was wondering, he knew that his hand could turn into water, forming a shield in front of him to block the wind and sand. The benefactor smiled with relief, crossed his arms, and hid behind her.

In the yellow sand and dust in the sky, a person approached head-on, although separated by dust, the benefactor still saw the other party's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but stagnate, but he didn't expect Red Flame to go out in person.

The one in the world who is frightened and afraid of bumping into the Red Flame is not Zhiyi? The benefactor who shouts in Zhiyi's mouth is none other than Zhiyi.

After Zhiyi's soul poured out her shock, she was unconscious until she was summoned by a strong blood relationship, and Zhiyi woke up and appeared outside the earthen kiln.

Although she didn't know what was going on, she heard the crying of a child inside the kiln, so she took action to deal with the ruffians outside and put out the fire.

Thinking that he was about to die, he cried and cried about his life, and lost his father without saying anything, as the future master of Kunlun, he died in the broken kiln, and called Zhiyi sister.

From these words, Zhiyi speculated that the person in it was the daughter of the old uncle, her sister.

Then Zhiyi said her name, and Zhiyi understood the intention of the uncle to let her name before, and sighed that he fell for the uncle.

Zhier is ten years old, which means that she has disappeared for ten years, and Zhier mentioned the wedding of Chi Blaze and Gu Nian, saying that she was not sad is fake, but Zhier was hunted down, she didn't care about being sad, and came forward to ask Ayinduo for help to solve the dilemma of Zhi.

Zhiyi wanted to see the red flame in this life, but she didn't expect to meet it after waking up for three days, and she secretly complained in her heart.

Back then, she tricked him into drinking Tu Bai, somewhat with guilt, and when she saw him flustered, she subconsciously avoided it.

Zhiyi blocked the wind and sand with a water shield, and Zhiyi ran wildly, afraid of running away from the red flame face to face, and did not notice the strange white fog in front of him at all, and only reacted when he went deep into it, and strayed into the formation.

This array is not a powerful killing array, it is just a maze formation, and the people who set up the formation don't seem to want people to disturb them, so they set up a simple array around.

Seeing that the red flames were not chasing, the whole person relaxed, and he looked around and asked, "Benefactor, is this a maze?"

Zhiyi is Zhiyi's sister, Zhiyi has the responsibility to teach her, "When you encounter a maze, you remember two, it is either confused or confused, you need to judge which one it belongs to, and then you can break the formation." ”

Knowing how smart he is, he will teach his benefactor to break the formation, and humbly ask, "How can you distinguish between the two?"

Zhizhi nodded her head, and looked around, "This is a blinding maze, in such a formation, you can probably get out if you can discern the direction." ”

Zhiyi gave an affirmative look and motioned for her to try boldly.

The weather was gloomy, and it was impossible to use the solar shadow method to measure the direction, so he chopped down a tree with his palm, relying on the annual rings to divide the north and south.

Rely on this method to walk in the formation, go to the stream, and follow the direction to guide them to wade through the stream to the opposite bank.

Zhihe rolled up his trousers and prepared to enter the water, Zhiyi pulled her and warned, "Nothing that appears in the formation will be for no reason, and you must not take it lightly." ”

Zhiyi threw the branches on the ground into the stream, and the branches did not float with the water, but slowly sank, and what was in front of him was not the stream, but the swamp stream, and his face turned pale in fear.

Chiichi patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her to continue, knowing that he calmed down and pondered how to get through the mire.

The mire flow was two feet wide, not particularly wide, and knowing that she fixed her eyes on the tree next to her, she had a way to cross the stream.