Xiao Yufeng raised his head, his face was full of solemnity, the origin of the Flame Collar has various legends, and the most widely spread is that this place is a painting saint master who wants to refine a painting Dao treasure, but unfortunately the final failure caused the birth of the Flame Collar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A legend is a legend after all, there is no certainty, but Xiao Yufeng knows that this legend is half true, the birth here is indeed related to a painting saint master, and only a saint master-level figure can turn this thousands of miles into a flame realm.

"It was the wailing of the Mother of the Phoenix. Xiao Yufeng glanced at the small flame, and there was an unbearable look in his eyes.

Although the Mother of Phoenixes, Fire Gula has fallen, there is a trace of obsession left in the Flame Collar, and this obsession contains some scattered memories, including fragments of memories that happened before its fall.

The little phoenix's body was clever, and he glanced at the highest mountain, where there were two tall tombstones, and the sound of wailing came from that direction.

Wow, Xiao Huo's body immediately grew larger, and flew towards the peak, the closer it got to the peak, the more the blood veins in its body trembled, and the sadness in its heart became more and more intense.

Glaring, Xiao Yufeng ran quickly, but there was still a big gap compared to the small flames.

Chirping, the small flame is also a mournful roar, resonating with the sound in the sky, as it gets closer and closer to the mountain peak, its speed becomes slower and slower, and the sadness in the heart spreads rapidly.

Although it was not yet fully close to the tombstone in the mountain, it had been determined that its mother was indeed buried here, and the blood resonance could not be faked.

As the speed of the small flame fell, Xiao Yufeng finally caught up, the small flame flew in the sky, and he ran wildly in the earthly mountain.

Two minutes later, Xiao Huomiao and Xiao Yufeng finally reached the top of the mountain, and the two tombstones were thirteen meters high, both of which were steles made of white jade.

On the right is a tombstone with his portrait, and on the left is the tomb of the Phoenix Fire Gula, which also depicts a phoenix with a flaming phoenix.

The back of the tombstone is engraved with dense handwriting, which mainly writes about the exploits of the owner of the tombstone.

Xiao Huo looked at the tombstone and was silent for a while, his mother could never sleep here.

At this time, there were several burning incense sticks in front of the tombstones of the Iron Swordsman and the Phoenix, and it was obvious that someone had come to pay tribute to them before.

Xiao Yufeng respectfully put three incense sticks in front of the tombstone of the iron-blooded swordsman, looking at the face full of determination, he sighed, at that time, as long as you were willing to take a step, lower your head, admit your mistakes to the big names in the empire, and then cede Guangtianzhou County, you can save your life.

Save your life, with your talent, you may have become a kendo master today.

"There are people you can destroy, but he will never bow down to you, and that's the case with the Iron Swordsman. Xiao Yufeng knew that even if he let the iron-blooded swordsman do it again, he would resolutely die.

Some people's boundaries and principles will not be broken, even at the cost of their lives.

Chirp, an illusory phoenix head appeared in the sky, this phoenix looks sixty percent similar to Xiao Huo from the outside, but it is more imposing.

There was the remains of the Fire Gula at the bottom of the tombstone, and the arrival of the small flame at this moment stimulated the residual obsession in the bones, forming the illusory image of the phoenix in the sky.

"Mother. The little flame muttered to herself, and there was a glittering crystal light in the lantern-sized eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Even if the heart is very sad, the phoenix's tears can't easily fall.

The eyes of the Phantom Phoenix are very hollow, after all, this is just a trace of obsession, without any intelligence.

Chirp, the phantom looked up to the sky and screamed, as if it had been stimulated by something, and a stream of spiritual fluctuations overflowed in the air, and these spiritual fluctuations contained the last thing the phoenix saw before his death.

The mental fluctuations hit the nerves of the little flame, and it did not resist these fluctuations outside, but completely collected these mental fluctuations, and the scenes began to appear in its mind.

"Haha, phoenix meat is the best delicacy in the world, especially its heart, it is the supreme delicacy, today this phoenix belongs to me, none of you are allowed to rob me. A heroic voice sounded, and the burly man in the golden robe laughed loudly, and waved his empty hand forward.

A huge wing was torn off, and with a flick of the hand, all the feathers disappeared, and there was blood flowing on it.

The phoenix hissed incessantly, and there was a deep despair in its voice.

Squeak, the golden-robed man ate the phoenix wings directly, and his face showed incomparable enjoyment: "Phoenix meat is still the most delicious when eaten raw." ”

Chirp, there was a flame erupting from the eyes of the little flame, angry, angry to the extreme, it wanted to burn the world, it saw its mother Huogula being eaten alive by a golden-robed man.

At this moment, even if the water of the three rivers and five lakes is poured out, it can't wipe out the hatred in its heart.

Xiao Yufeng sat down cross-legged, the starlight piano flashed with a faint halo, his hands pressed on the strings, ready to play at any time.

He knew that sooner or later the little flame would come to the flame realm, and the enemy who hurt its mother was still at large in the world, it was the big man who stood in the clouds and looked down on all beings, and the little flame wanted to take revenge, so he could only make himself stronger as soon as possible, otherwise it would be vulnerable to the golden-robed man.

Hatred can stimulate a person's potential, when the little flame witnesses his mother's whole body of flesh and blood being swallowed by the golden-robed man, the seeds of hatred have been planted deep in its heart, which will inspire it to continue to oppress its own potential, hoping that one day it can take revenge.

After the endless anger, sorrow washed over its mind like a river, drenching it in pain.

"Cry, cry heartily. ”

Human beings will lose their voice and pain when they are out of control and in extreme pain, which is also a way to vent their emotions, but even if the phoenix is sad and has the emotion of tears, when the tears are still brewing in the eyes, they have been evaporated by their own heat, so tears are extremely rare for the phoenix.

If you have emotions in your heart, you should vent them, if you keep pressing them in the bottom of your heart, your heart will be overwhelmed one day, and it is tired enough to carry a sea of blood and hatred.

Jingle bell, the sound of the piano quietly sounded at some point.

At the moment when the piano sounded, the sadness in Xiao Huomiao's heart instantly expanded more than ten times, and his eyes instantly turned red.

The phoenix does not cry, tears fall all over the sky.