The east is red, and the sun rises.

No matter how long the night is, there will be a bright day.

Although Nuwa Stone was lost, Pei Xixi recovered, which is still a thing worth celebrating.

Although Tang Qianyin was still blind, it did not affect him to continue his cultivation, which was also something to be happy about.

After Feng Yi said goodbye to Tang Qianxi, he immediately embarked on the road to Shushan in a good mood.

This is Fuxi's entrustment.

It's a bit busy, but it's a fulfilling life.

We used to think about how to live together, but now we are thinking about how to live.

In the vast and deep sky, a long wind blew his clothes fluttering, as if he wanted to ride the wind away.

This feeling of soaring through the clouds was very familiar to him, and it made him angry.

Take in the beautiful scenery at your feet.

Suddenly, he saw the five-finger peak of Shu Mountain sitting straight in front of him, and he couldn't help but shout.

Shushan, I'm here.

Friends of Shushan, I'm really here.

......

At the foot of Shu Mountain.

Zhao Wuwu and Lan Mo hurried west, bursting into laughter from time to time.

The earth and the earth inexplicably became extremely quiet, whether it was the birds flying in the sky, or the insects crawling on the ground, and even the trees seemed to hold their breath and stopped moving, and there was a faint sense of dullness and depression that the atmosphere did not dare to come out of.

Lan Mo felt a trace of uneasiness in her heart, and stopped first.

She swept around with her Divine Sense, apparently sensing that someone was watching them and not noticing anyone, much to her horror, because her Sense clearly told her that something was going on, but her Sense couldn't.

Lan Mo's heart was shocked.

This unexpected result can only show that the other party is a strong person with extremely high cultivation, and his realm and strength are definitely much higher than his own.

Zhao Wuwu also stopped, and also felt that the dead silence around him was a little weird.

Lan Mo instinctively protected Zhao Wuwu and shouted, "Who is it?

There was a wind coming.

Gale gusts.

I saw three figures with their feet not touching the ground, as fast as ghosts, flying towards them in strange postures among the trees without difficulty, like a violent wind. It's obviously dozens of feet away, but it's already in front of you in the blink of an eye.

Lan Mo and Zhao Wuwu each took a few steps back.

It seems to have fallen from the sky and come by the wind is an old man, with an ancient face, frost on his temples, but there is no trace of aging, and there is a pair of shining and shining eyes like jewels embedded under his eyebrows, with his even and graceful body and the posture of Yuanting Yuezhi, he does have the intoxicating demeanor of a top master in the world.

Behind him, about three paces away, was a handsome man with a slight smile on his lips and a mysterious beauty who was playing with her right finger ring, which was a purple-red spider.

The old man looked at the two little girls in front of him, and smiled leisurely: "Little girl, are you looking for an old man?"

Under the scrutiny of his eyes, Lan Mo seemed to have an invisible pressure that made him a little nervous and a little afraid, and exhaled lightly, forcefully calming himself for a while, and said, "Dare to ask who the Venerable is?"

The old man said lightly: "Everyone is used to calling me 'Fire Wheel Evil King'. ”

As soon as the daimyo came out, it had a kind of overwhelming and invincible spirit.

Lan Mo and Zhao Wuwu were shocked, looking at each other, and each saw the horror in each other's eyes and the shortness of breath.

How could the deputy leader of the Fire Wheel Sect, the Fire Wheel Evil King, appear at the foot of Shu Mountain?

What is he going to do?

Lan Mo's face changed slightly as if she thought of something terrible, stared at him for a moment, and snorted, "You...... What do you want to do?"

The Evil King of the Fire Wheel said calmly: "This king heard that Princess Changxin has come to Shushan, and he specially invited her to go to Huoyang Palace as a guest. ”

His voice is majestic and melodious, and although his tone is calm, it has its own majesty, and naturally there is a strong contagion that makes people willingly obey him, which makes people dare not refuse.

Lan Mo and Zhao Wuwu suddenly understood, and their faces changed greatly.

The Fire Wheel Evil King looked at Zhao Wuwu's anxious flower and said gently: "Wuwu, if this king says that it is your father Zhao Zhen's imperial uncle Zhao Xuan, can you believe it?"

Zhao Wuwu still recovered from the shock just now, and suddenly heard his true identity as the Fire Wheel Evil King, and was shocked again, his face was very pale, and his lips trembled slightly.

Even Lan Mo and Lou Chongfeng and Gi Ye behind him were stunned, showing surprised expressions.

His identity is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

Zhao Xuan is the seventh son of Emperor Taizong's brother Han Wang, when Taizong launched the Xuanwumen coup, he had just turned three years old, and was rescued by a mysterious person, forever removed from the Zhao family.

The matter is clearly documented in the royal archives.

Zhao Wuwu stood on the spot, she never expected to meet this imperial uncle here, and at the same time, she never expected that he would be the evil king of the fire wheel.

He is the widowed son of King Han.

He is also a veritable evil king and pope.

No wonder he wanted to support the former prince Zhao Zhen to restore orthodoxy.

Perhaps because of the blood relationship, Zhao Wuwu felt a little cordial when he saw him.

Therefore, she still has some faith in the true identity of the Fire Wheel Evil King in her heart.

The Fire Wheel Evil King pondered for a moment and smiled, "Good boy, don't be afraid. Zhen'er, he misses you very much. ”

Zhao Wuwu took a few quick breaths, trying to calm his mood, Ying Ying walked out, stood side by side with Lan Mo, pouted a little childish mouth, and said disdainfully: "Liar." If he missed worry-free, he would have come to see me. ”

The Fire Wheel Evil King didn't show any impatience as if he had no end of time, and explained, "You know, he's busy. ”

Zhao Wuwu said angrily: "Are you busy?"

The Fire Wheel Evil King smiled and said, "Isn't this the Emperor's Uncle who came to pick you up in person?"

Zhao Wuwu's heart moved, and said, "Don't dare." ”

The Evil King of the Fire Wheel said leisurely: "Child, will you go with your uncle?"

Zhao Wuwu bit his lower lip and hesitated.

Lan Mo gently tugged at her sleeve and said, "Princess......" But she stopped talking.

Zhao Wuwu woke up and said, "Wuwu can't go back with you now, because I want to see my husband first." ”

Lan Mo breathed a sigh of relief, she always felt a little weird, as if something was wrong, but she couldn't say it for a while.

The Fire Wheel Evil King was a little disappointed and a little surprised, and said, "Sir?"

Zhao Wuwu had a pair of dark and spiritual eyes, turned around twice, and said, "Yes, his name is Feng Yi." You've probably heard of it? He's on your blacklist of 'burners.' Now that he is in Shu County, he has no worries to find him. ”

The Fire Wheel Evil King snorted coldly and said, "Since you were born, your father and daughter have been separated for sixteen years. In your heart, is it more important than your own father, a gentleman who can't beat him?"

Zhao Wuwu looked at him intently, and said with a calm smile: "Isn't it a bit presumptuous for you to ask such a question?" Mr. must be true, you ...... It may be true, but the father you are talking about may not be true. ”

In her heart, she has always thought that Zhao Zhen, who is in the Fire Wheel Cult, is not true, although she has not seen it with her own eyes, but his reputation for his behavior and deeds in the entire government and opposition is excellent.

She really couldn't believe it, and she didn't dare to admit that her father was a cult boss.

His position and beautiful image in her heart did not want to be tarnished by the cult saint.

Therefore, her heart is to resist this father who is rumored to have come back from the dead.

However, sometimes she wants to really meet him, look at his face, listen to his voice, and feel the love of father and daughter.

Even if he is true or fake, she is willing and will never regret it.

Of course, the Evil King of the Fire Wheel couldn't guess her thoughts, sighed lightly, and said, "The female eldest is not left." ”

A red cloud rose on each of Zhao Wuwu's pretty faces, and he smiled embarrassedly.

The Fire Wheel Evil King's expression was still relaxed, and he said leisurely: "You don't have to go to Shu County, he should be in Tangmen." ”

Zhao Wuwumei stared at the Fire Wheel Evil King with round eyes, with an excited face, and said happily: "Really, great, Shushan is much closer to Tangmen, which means that I will see Mr. soon." ”

The Fire Wheel Evil King was unmoved, and said casually: "But you can't go to the Tang Gate, you can only go back to the Huoyang Palace with your uncle." ”

When Zhao Wuwu still wanted to make his temperament protest, the Fire Wheel Evil King had already retracted his smile and said in a deep voice: "This matter is not up to you. Take it down on the night. Then he added, "Don't hurt her." ”

Yi Ye received the order and walked towards Zhao Wuwu, his footwork was agile and changing.

The dragon groaned.

Lan Mo showed the sword of the dragon, and pointed at the evil king of the fire wheel without fear, his face was covered with frost, but a pair of bright beautiful eyes flashed with a mysterious light full of wisdom, and said coldly: "The evil king has finally taken off your mask of hypocrisy. If you want to kidnap the princess, why should you put on a bad show? A cult is a cult, and what you do is really disgusting!"

The Fire Wheel Evil King looked disapproving, and said in a deep voice: "Even if your master Pei Qianjiao comes in person, she doesn't dare to talk to this king in this tone." Thinking that you are a stupid junior, spare you from death for the time being. ”

Lan Mo wanted to say nothing, and finally replied: "The evil king should save the nonsense." Even if Lan Mo dies today, he won't let you take the princess away. ”

The Fire Wheel Evil King frowned slightly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he said, "In that case, why don't you do it yet?"

Before he could finish speaking, a powerful aura continued to spread around him, locking the blue foam that was only three feet away from him.

Lan Mo was shocked, struggling to resist the other party's aura of increasing pressure, and felt her heart beat wildly, no amount of calming skills was useless, but she had to send it again, and said happily: "Please advise!"

She can only strike first and take the initiative.

Lou Chongfeng suddenly stood up, his robe fluttering, his bearing was extraordinary, and although he seemed to be in the wind and spirit, he always had an evil spirit that came out of his bones, and he said respectfully to the evil king of the fire wheel: "Chongfeng will teach the Pope a lesson for this Shu female disciple who does not know how to measure his strength and does not know whether he is alive or dead." Saying that, the dragon sword that met Lan Mo grasped the initiative of the audience as soon as he made a move.

At the moment when Lan Mo took out the sword, Giya stopped, stretched out his right hand, pinched the purple finger ring, and slowly pulled it, and actually pulled out a spider emperor silk.

Zhao Wuwu was very surprised, and after a closer look, he found that it was not a ring at all, but a purple-red spider silk wrapped around his index finger, which was similar to a ring.

The spider emperor's silk is as thin as hair, crystal clear, and when gently pulled up, it is as long as a foot.

Giya said, "Princess, offended!"

The body rushed up obliquely like a leopard, and the spider emperor silk turned into eight powerful shadows, like a spider web, overwhelmingly sprinkled down to Zhao Wuwu, the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to grasp, and it deserved the praise of "quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit".

Zhao Wuwu, who looked like a little female tiger, was not afraid, her purple clothes flashed, and she swept to the sky in a chic and free manner.

A tiger and a leopard have their own tricks.

The spider silk and the tiger ring are indistinguishable from each other, or point or split, or stab or sweep, no one can describe the dazzling beauty.

At the same time, Lan Mo's Julong Sword and Lou Chongfeng's Jiao Demon Gong were entangled.

Once the Shushan Sword Formation and the Black Heaven Dafa collided, they immediately turned into golden points of light splashing on both sides, like fireworks blooming in the night, so beautiful that it was difficult to describe it in any words.

In an instant, a series of dense sharp sounds of breaking the air and energetic collisions resounded endlessly in the mountains and forests.