In the early morning, the sun slowly rises from the east, and the soft and delicate light shines on the earth, shining on the face of the scorching spring, shrouding the millions of years of ancient city, which belongs to the home of the Bird of Light.

Obviously, Burning Spring stayed up all night, but she didn't feel tired at all, and now she was so nervous that she could even hear her own pounding heartbeat. Because a little later, a little more will be the time for Huang Fuhan and Yan Yi to duel.

It may be that under the influence of the Demon Spirit Flower, Huang Fuhan consumed too much spiritual power last night, so that unconsciously, Huang Fuhan had been meditating for a night.

However, his meditation last night was not just to restore his body, he also warmed Bai Ze to make the two closer, and now Huang Fuhan seems to know what kind of ability Bai Ze can use now.

Huang Fuhan struggled to move his body, and the fact that he didn't move for a long time, coupled with the changes that occurred in his body yesterday, caused his body to be extremely stiff at this moment, and he just stood up, and his body made a crackling sound of bones.

His body was slimy, it was oozing blood, even the new clothes he changed yesterday were soaked with blood, it seemed that he couldn't wear them, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, how many clothes he had damaged these days.

However, Mengmu was still white and pure, because Huang Fuhan had blood on his shoulders, so Mengmu jumped directly on Huang Fuhan's head, which made Huang Fuhan laugh.

Huang Fuhan took out a set of clothes from the spirit ring, this was his last set of clothes, and he could only run naked if he broke himself.

Because he had to change his clothes, Mengmu looked very inconvenient on himself, but when he was about to take Mengjiao down, he found that the guy actually grabbed Huang Fuhan's hair, so Huang Fuhan had to let it go, but he didn't expect Mengji to laugh a little proudly.

"Huang Fuhan, are you alright?" asked Burning Spring outside.

"Okay, right away, I'll clean up. ”

Burning Spring was not worried that Huang Fuhan would run away at all, not because she believed that Huang Fuhan would definitely win, but because she would breathe a sigh of relief if Huang Fuhan escaped.

After Huang Fuhan finished cleaning up, he said to the dream above his head: "I'm going out, it's all bright birds outside, I don't want them to know about your existence." ”

Originally, Huang Fuhan was just talking, he was ready to go out with the dream, but he thought that this time the dream actually obediently got into his body.

I saw a lilac figure slowly turning out of the corner of the wall. The bright and gorgeous tribute soft satin is not only as beautiful as reflecting a faint brilliance in the sun, but also comfortable and elegant to wear, and the shape is very beautiful. Huang Fuhan's hair was gently raised by the wind, wearing a lilac power suit, with a bit of vitality, he tilted his head slightly, his back against the dark wall, and smiled slightly—beauty regardless of gender, such a thrilling charm.

Huang Fuhan walked up to the scorching spring and said softly, "Let's go." ”

Zhiquan was a little overwhelmed and even more behind Huang Fuhan, in addition to Huang Fuhan's appearance, what surprised her even more was Huang Fuhan's indifference. If yesterday's calmness may have been forced, then today's unhurried can prove that he is confident.

However, is Huang Fuhan really sure? The answer is no, indeed, Huang Fuhan has thought of a way to resist the striking, but this method can only be used once, and the remaining two punches have to be completely resisted by himself.

But Huang Fuhan's calm and calm is not pretending, he always maintains a normal heart, this is Mu Tian's teaching to him, after all, in the face of difficulties, it is useless to be in a hurry.

Huang Fuhan was still lazily walking on the street, because Huang Fuhan had already been to the altar once, so he didn't need to be led by the hot spring.

It was still a dilapidated scene, and all the bright birds were nervously and orderly repairing their homes, which seemed a little out of place with Huang Fuhan's swaggering scene.

Everywhere Huang Fuhan went, all the eyes of the bright birds were focused on him, and those eyes were admiration, regret, and surprise, but more disdain, yes, disdain, because no one believed that Huang Fuhan could win.

Huang Fuhan could vaguely hear others talking about his voice, but he didn't care, let alone explain. Tell them what others think with facts that they are wrong!

Huang Fuhan had already thought about it, and when he had won, he would announce the news of the Xuanwu Academy's alliance with them to all the Bright Birds. He wants to tell the Bird of Light that there are good people among the human race, and he will definitely help them, so that they will willingly ally with him.

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"What? He didn't run away! Hahaha, that's better, just let him lose and convince him!" said with some joy when he heard that Huang Fuhan was on his way.

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No matter how strong a spirit master is, he can't resist the three punches of a spirit king!

In their hearts, Huang Fuhan is undoubtedly going to die. But Huang Fuhan just went, calmly and calmly.

The breeze was coming and the sun was shining, which was completely different from the altar that Huang Fuhan had come to before. Coming here again, Huang Fuhan did not have the first sense of depression, but brought a comfortable and enjoyable feeling.

Since the altar is a forbidden place for the Bird of Light, the only people who can witness the battle at this moment are Burning Spring and two retinues.

The tree had already been here, but instead of in its human form, it was a bird of light. At this time, Huang Fuhan vaguely knew why he could become the ruler of the entire Bright Bird.

The snow-white and translucent feathers are even better than the scorching spring, with a golden holy light on it, majestic and high-spirited, and with a wave of long wings, it stirs up several feet of dust, showing the demeanor of a king.

Huang Fuhan had turned into the human form that Huang Fuhan had seen before, and compared to yesterday, today's Huang Xuan seemed to be more spiritual.

"It's not time yet, wait. He said.

There was a giant sword in the middle of the altar, and the shadow was slowly shrinking, and Huang Fuhan knew that when the shadow disappeared completely, it would be noon, that is, when the battle began.

The sun moved leisurely, but no one present could be so leisurely.

Fei Yan hadn't come yet, but no one dared to disadvantage Huang Fuhan at this time, and no one was worried that he would be late.

There is still a little shadow, only a little more, the shadow will disappear completely, Huang Fuhan's hand quietly carried the red dragon knife body, his knees were slightly bent, as long as noon came, Huang Fuhan would react as soon as possible.

However, he was a little calm at this time, he stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, this is human etiquette, and he undoubtedly wants to show his demeanor, after all, if a spirit king does not have this demeanor before a spirit master, it will not make people laugh off their big teeth.

At this moment, the shadow disappeared completely, Huang Fu jumped in the air, and the super tree flew away.