The figure flashed, and Hu Minzhi rushed into the National Teacher's Palace.

Linghu Minzhi has been watching the National Teacher Hall closely, and watched Wuji and the old man walk into the National Teacher Hall with his own eyes.

Sensing the changes in the vitality in the palace, and then hearing the angry roar of the giant in the distance, he knew that something was wrong, and the root must be in the National Teacher's Palace.

Therefore, he rushed to the National Teacher's Hall as soon as possible.

Seeing the stupid two people who fell to the ground and wailing, and then looked at the stalemate Wuji three people, his eyes finally fell on the old man's face, which made Hu Minzhi smile.

"It turned out to be you, it was you. Ling Hu Min said as he stepped forward and stretched out his palm to slap it on the top of the old man's head.

The old man's eyes were closed, and he was fighting against the sand gull with all his might, and he didn't notice Ling Hu Minzhi at all. Even if he noticed, he didn't have the strength to resist.

Mowgli is in a hurry. He wanted to raise his hand and push Ling Hu Minzhi away, but he felt that his arm was as heavy as a thousand catties and he couldn't lift it at all. He wanted to shake his body and knock the old man away, but he couldn't do it either.

Seeing that Linghu Minzhi's palm was about to hit the top of the old man's head, Wuji was in a hurry, and with a "phew" sound, he spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Spit fell on the moon-white robe of Linghu Min.

Ling Hu Minzhi looked at the spittle on his robe, and then looked at Wuji, who had a fierce face, and frowned.

"Mowgli, you disappointed me so much, how could you make such a disgusting move?"

"Lao Tzu is disgusting, what can you do to me?" Wuji scolded regardless of his image, just hoping to delay a little longer. "Do you want to be like you fox, you can't let out a stinky fart?"

Ling Hu Minzhi's face sank, annoyed, raised his palm again, aimed at Wuji, and waved it lightly.

There was a wind blowing in his face, and Wuji felt that his cheeks hurt, but he still glared at Ling Hu Minzhi viciously, refusing to show weakness.

"Whew-" A roar sounded behind Ling Hu Minzhi.

The Red Flame Beast leaped in, spitting out a mouthful of flame in mid-air, slamming it straight at Ling Fox Min's back.

Shocked by the fox, he didn't care about the injury, jumped up, reflexively struck out two palms, and rolled the flames backwards towards the Red Flame Beast.

The Red Flame Beast roared again, and its majestic aura forced the flames towards Ling Hu Minzhi, illuminating the surprised eyes of Hu Minzhi. In just a few days, the strength of this red flame beast seemed to have increased a lot.

Ling Hu Minzhi didn't dare to fight, as if a fallen leaf was swept up by the wind, and with the strength of the Red Flame Beast, it flew out of the National Teacher's Palace.

At the same time, the sand gull let out a wild roar, spurting a few mouthfuls of blood, taking a few steps back, and its huge body fell to the ground with a bang.

"Let's go!" the old man spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to his feet.

Wuji's brain flashed and thundered, his eyes went black, and he fainted. The old man and the sand frightened gull fought the method, but his brain was a battlefield, and he could not bear the strong spiritual power of the two people at the same time, and he could no longer bear it at the moment.

The Red Flame Beast circled around Mowgli, lowered its head, and arched Wuji anxiously, wanting him to wake up quickly.

"Take him with you and hurry up!" the old man had no time to elaborate, and staggered towards the inner room of the National Teacher's Palace.

When the Red Flame Beast saw it, it didn't have time to think about it, so it bit Wuji's belt, threw him on his back, carried Wuji, and followed the old man into the inner room.

Lin Fei, Shi Shi and others arrived and hurriedly followed.

The old man walked to the wide brocade couch and stretched out his hand, and the brocade couch suddenly turned over, revealing a pitch-black hole. An eerie cool breeze blew from within, making everyone shiver.

"This is the escape secret of the Xiaoyang Kingdom. The old man said, "I just found it out of the consciousness of the sand gull." ”

Lin Fei and the others were overjoyed, and they didn't think much about it, so they rushed in.

The wood carried the little purple moon on his back, opened the way in front, and the stone carried the old man, following closely behind, Lin Fei and the Red Flame Beast Hall carrying Mowgli closed the entrance of the secret passage with his hands.

The secret passage is for the giants of Xiaoyang Kingdom to escape, it is tall and spacious, not only Lin Fei and the others do not feel a little depressed, but even giants such as stones and wood can pass smoothly.

The secret passage was pitch black, except for the wooden man holding a torch in his hand, illuminating in front, and the others following behind.

The secret passage spirals down, going deeper and deeper, as if there is no end. Fortunately, fresh air is always blowing in, so it doesn't get stuffy.

I don't know how long it took, the old man snorted, and he couldn't support it anymore. Sensing something strange, the wood quickly stopped and shone a torch in his face. I saw that the old man's eyes were closed, his breath was like a gossamer, and he was unconscious.

"Hey, hey, you can't die, we're counting on you to lead the way. Wood exclaimed anxiously. There are many forks in the secret road, and along the way, the old man is guiding the way. If the old man is dizzy, they don't know which direction to go.

"None...... Mowgli. The old man gasped, cold sweat dripping. "I ...... I can't hold it anymore. ”

"Mowgli, Mowgli. Mu hurriedly whispered, even in the secret passage, he didn't dare to be careless, for fear of attracting the giants of the Xiaoyang Kingdom.

The Red Flame Beast behind the hall heard the sound and hurriedly rushed over with Wuji. As soon as he saw the old man's appearance, Ying Yiran knew what was going on. Without waiting for the wood to tell her, she regained her human form, held Wuji in her arms, and shook it vigorously.

Mowgli has no sense at all.

Ying was also in a hurry, and suddenly remembered the purple-blooded Longzhi, and hurriedly took out the wooden box in Wuji's arms. However, no matter how she fiddled, the wooden box did not move, and it just couldn't be opened. She called Lin Fei and stuffed the wooden box to him.

"Hurry up and open it and save him with Purple Blood Longzhi. ”

Lin Fei shook his head embarrassedly: "I...... I don't know how to open it either. ”

Ying was also anxious. "This is what your father gave him, why can't you drive it?"

Lin Fei smiled bitterly. "I don't necessarily know my father's secret. He was first a national teacher, and then my father. ”

Ying is also stupid. However, she knew that Lin Fei was not lying, and at such a time, there was no need to lie.

She looked at the unconscious Wuji, suddenly gritted her teeth, pinched Wuji's teeth, lowered her head, covered her lips, and used her tongue to push the purple-blooded dragon zhi that Wuji had stuffed in her mouth before into Wuji's mouth. In order to prevent Wuji from swallowing by mistake, she laboriously pushed the purple-blooded Longzhi under Wuji's tongue.

This is a technical job, and Ying Yiran obviously has no experience, his tongue is almost sour, and he has not been able to do it well.

At the entrance of the purple-blooded dragon mushroom, a rich vitality was injected into the body, and Wuji slowly regained consciousness.

He didn't know where he was, whether he was alive or dead, he could only feel a warm and soft thing stirring in his mouth, tangled with his tongue from time to time, and a sweet liquid mixed with the smell of purple-blooded longzhi slowly flowed in.

Wuji didn't think much about it, instinctively took the soft thing in his mouth, tasted it carefully, and tasted it.