"Father, what are your orders when you invite me here?" The door of the cabin was pushed open, and a sixteen-year-old young Heavenly Destiny Master with a cold face and a big hooked nose strode in, and said to Zhao Guangyi with his crossed hands. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Your eldest brother, Zhao Ming died, he died horizontally, and he was killed. Zhao Guangyi's mood had regained his calmness, and he continued to stare at the "Fortune Treasure Tree" with his negative hands, without looking back, and said lightly.

Grandmaster Zhao, a sixteen-year-old boy and the sister-in-law of Zhao Guangyi, the head of the Zhao family, was not surprised when he heard this, and even had a trace of disdain on his cold face.

Although he didn't look back, Zhao Guangyi seemed to know the look on his son's face, but he didn't look angry, and continued to say lightly: "I know that you look down on your eldest brother, he is a concubine, not to mention, as soon as he was born, the natal leaves added by the 'Fortune Treasure Tree' are half yellow and not green, which is clearly a sign of weak luck." And sure enough, after living for most of your life, your cultivation is only a high-grade scholar, and you were surpassed by you when you were fifteen years old. But no matter what, he is my son after all, I deliberately put him in a remote town such as Wanluo City and Baisha Pavilion City, and I sincerely hope that there is no super existence there, so that his strength is enough to be a hero and live a happy life, but in the end, people are not as good as heaven. ”

The disdain on Sect Master Zhao's face became more and more heavy, but he still didn't say a word, standing still, he knew that his father would definitely not let him listen to his nagging nonsense, there must be something to order, he just had to wait patiently.

Sure enough, in the end, Zhao Guangyi's tone changed, and he suddenly became extremely cold: "Although Zhao Ming is a concubine and has limited qualifications, after all, he is a disciple of my Zhao family, and now he has been mutilated, if he doesn't kill the murderer in one fell swoop, where is the face of my Zhao family? But isn't it a joke by the rest of the big families? Therefore, Grandmaster, I want to go for a trip." ”

Sect Master Zhao's expression remained cold and unchanged, and he said coldly: "Father, for the sake of a waste, let my sister-in-law go on this trip, are you sure it is indeed appropriate?"

Zhao Guangyi waved his hand and said, "I understand what you mean, originally I also wanted to send the family blood guard to directly rush to the kid who killed Zhao Ming to pieces." But things have changed, and the Holy King of the Heavenly Mandate of Heaven in Weiyang Mountain, Jin Bingkun, actually accepted that kid as an apprentice, which is tantamount to warning us not to do anything to suppress the weak with the strong. Hmph, even if we don't use the strong to suppress the weak, we can't use thunder to kill that kid decisively, but at least there are dozens of ways to easily cut off that kid. I thought about it again, you are the same age as that kid, and your cultivation is the same, go and kill him, even if Jin Bingkun can't say anything afterwards, he can only bite the bullet and eat this dumb loss. ”

Sect Master Zhao said sarcastically: "Father, you haven't answered my question yet, for the sake of such a waste, let my sister-in-law go on this trip, are you sure it is indeed appropriate?"

"Suitable. Zhao Guangyi didn't care about his son's tone and said categorically. As soon as this Grandmaster Zhao was born, the "Natal Leaf" added by the "Fortune Treasure Tree" was as big as a disk, and the runes were as bright as electricity, and they were extremely powerful. And he really showed a super cultivation talent since he was a child, before he became a "Heavenly Mandate Master", he was able to use his soul to move paper and pen, and after cultivating as a "Heavenly Mandate Master", his cultivation became even more advanced, and now at the age of sixteen, he has already cultivated to the top level of the baron. Now that he is in the entire Zhao family, it can be said that he is undoubtedly the next master of the family.

"Killing that kid is just a secondary task of your trip, and your main task this time is to go to Wanluo City to serve as the director of the 'Secret Guard Division', and at the same time seek to seize the position of the master of the Heavenly Mandate Hall in Wanluo City. Zhu Zhang, the current hall master of the Heavenly Mandate Hall of Wanluo City, is about to be promoted, and the position of the hall master will soon be vacant. Remember, this position is extremely important to our family, and it is the key to whether our family's power can enter Wanluo City and occupy half of the country. Originally, I planned to let Zhao Ming serve as the director of the Secret Guard Division in Baisha Pavilion City for a few years, accumulate merits, and naturally be promoted to the director of the 'Secret Guard Division' of Wanluo City, and then seek this position. And he didn't wait for him to be promoted, and he suffered miserably, and this task will be completed by you next. You are now sixteen years old, and you have not done anything independently, but you will take over the position of the head of our Zhao family in the future, so this should be an experience for you. Zhao Guangyi turned around, looked at his son, and said gently.

Sect Master Zhao thought for a moment, nodded, didn't say a word, turned around and walked out of the wooden house.

Zhao Guangyi turned around, stared at the Zhao Ming leaf tablet on the wall, and muttered: "Ming'er, I know that you have lived a miserable life in this life, and in the end you ended up dying, and you are unwilling." Don't worry, I will avenge you, our Zhao family can only bully others, and no one in this Eastern Regions dares to bully us without paying the price. Hmph, but a lowly seed in the poor countryside thinks that if he climbs the big tree of Jin Bingkun, he can save his life?

Zhao Guangyi wore his sleeves, his back was a little stiffer, and his face looked extremely young, but because of the heavy pain, he was inexplicably a little older. At this moment, Zhao Guangyi, who forcibly retained his youth because of his superb cultivation, was actually more than a hundred years old, really looked like an old man.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "What's going on, what's going on?" and his words were terrified, as if he had seen something terrible.

I saw that the main trunk of the "Fortune Treasure Tree" couldn't stop shaking, and the original green and smooth treasure light quickly faded, slowly becoming dry and yellow......

Deep in the 100,000 mountains of the south.

In the verdant and verdant mountains, there is a mountain that stands hundreds of zhang, but the mountain is rugged, the mountain is black, there is no grass, and it is completely bare. If you look down from the sky, you will find that it looks like a black briquette is abruptly placed in a large plate of vegetables, which is extremely strange.

The temperature of the whole mountain is terrifying, and the rocks on the mountain are so hot that not to mention the plants, as well as the animals, are completely extinct, and the whole area is dead. Looking down from the pass, through the mist, you can vaguely see the dark red magma at the bottom of the mountain, which is an active volcano. Of course, although it is an active volcano, it has apparently not erupted for many years, as can be seen from the surrounding green mountains.

At this time, halfway up the active volcano, a tall and strong boy with obsidian-like eyes, carrying a young girl on his back, was struggling to climb to the top of the mountain step by step.

The temperature of the mountain rock is extremely high, reaching a terrifying hundreds of degrees Celsius, and the boy walking on it is like walking on a red-hot iron, and the heat is unbearable. Fortunately, he was close to his skin, wearing a black oily, soft "Eight Treasure Cloud Silk Vest", plus a crystal clear "dot star pen" around his body, and the mysterious runes fell down one after another, turning into a cloud of green and lush cool breath to wrap him, so that the young man could barely support himself in this terrifying high temperature, without being steamed alive.

As for the girl who was carried behind by the young man, she was tall, eighteen or nineteen years old, her face was like the moon, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her eyes were like spring water. Carried by the young man, the girl's hands were like orchids pinching the trick, and she couldn't help but dot around, and there were wisps of red light like the morning glow in the surrounding mountains and rocks, constantly rising and drifting into her body.

As the bands of light merged, the girl opened her mouth and spewed out a cloud of pale black cold air, and gradually her face turned from blue and white to ruddy.

This boy and girl are naturally Qianluo and Xianxue.

"Are you tired, do you need to rest for a while?" Xian Xue, who was lying on Qianluo's back, saw Qianluo covered in sweat like rain, her face was red, and her breathing was heavy, she couldn't help but feel distressed, and gently wiped the sweat on his face with a handkerchief, and said softly.

Qianluo looked up at the top of the mountain with great difficulty, and found that he had already climbed most of the mountain, but there was still a small half of the way, grinned, shook his head, and said, "No need to rest, I will reach the top of the mountain with one more breath." ”

As soon as the master gave the "Pregnant Yang Fruit", Qianluo did not hesitate, and immediately left the "Baisha Pavilion City" with Xian Xue, entered the mountains, and went straight to this active volcano that had already been explored. The body of the snow is the supreme spirit bird "Chongming Bird", has always liked light and greed for heat, disgusted with cold, the "cold stinger" in the year can be said to be her nemesis, so it has been lingering for so many years. Now, although there is a "Pregnant Yang Fruit", which can pull out the "cold poison", if you want to completely heal and resume your past cultivation, you must use external forces.

And this active volcano is an indispensable and important external force.

This active volcano is thousands of miles away from Baisha Pavilion City, and the two of them rode the "one-horned ink wolf" in the forest for more than ten days before they could reach it. And the temperature of this active volcano was too high, and when it reached the foot of the mountain, the two two-headed two-order spirit beasts "One-horned Ink Wolf" were so hot and unbearable that they cowered. Qianluo had no choice but to leave them in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, and although he was ******** by the high temperature, he kept silent and climbed to the top of the mountain with the snow on his back.

Although Qianluo, as a Master of the Heavenly Destiny of the People, can fly in mid-air for a short time, but if he wants to fly from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain with a person on his back in such a terrifying high temperature, there is no doubt that even if he can achieve it, his cultivation will consume most of it, so Qianluo simply climbed up step by step.

Diametrically opposed to Qianluo and the two "one-horned ink wolves", as soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Xian Xue's spirit became greatly invigorated, and he was carried by Qianluo all the way to climb over, constantly absorbing the blazing fire between the mountains, but his spirit was getting more and more sufficient, although he had not yet taken the "Pregnant Yang Fruit" and the elixir of pure yang attributes, the cold poison in his body could be suppressed slowly. At this time, she was actually able to climb to the top of the mountain with her own strength, but she hugged Qianluo's neck with both arms, and she was inexplicably reluctant to feel like being carried by Qianluo, so she was silent.

In Qianluo's ox-like gasp, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and Xian Xue reluctantly slipped off his back.