Huang Qingwan stared at it, speechless, she really wanted to say that it was ugly, it was all an insult to the word ugly, and seeing that it looked like the most handsome in the world, she really couldn't bear to hit it, and Xiao Hei didn't look in the mirror or anything?

The aesthetic is so magical, do all the family make it?

Huang stared at it lightly for a long time, and then he realized that after Xiao Hei was struck by a thunderbolt, he could actually speak? Although there was still a bit of wolf howl in his voice, he was indeed able to speak.

She had to sigh that the creature of the Phantom Wolf was really a magical race.

Huoyunhuang kept grabbing its tail, and after being struck by lightning, Xiao Hei's tail became much shorter, and Huoyunhuang pulled it tightly in his hand, preventing it from going to fight the phoenix lightly.

His eyes fell on Huang Qingwan's body, and he looked at her carefully, from beginning to end, even the ends of his hair.

"Are you alright?" The delicate Zhengtai didn't have much expression on his face, and asked softly.

The phoenix was stunned, I don't know what it means to be okay?

"It's good." Huang Qingwan immediately subconsciously responded.

"That's it, that's fine." Huoyun Huang opened his mouth with a faint sadness of forty-five degrees, and the phoenix who listened to it had goosebumps all over his body.

Speaking of which, Huoyun Huang is an ancient divine beast, and according to his age, even ten emperors can't resist it.

Huang Qingwan didn't rush back to the Qingwan Palace, she went directly to the huge peach blossom tree she loved to lean on, sat down with her back, looked up at the starless night sky, and said, "Xiaohong, who is the person you cared about in the past?" The scorching hall covers the night, this name, I have heard many people say. ”

Huang Qingwan is really curious, every time he talks about this person, the whole feeling that Huoyun Huang gives people is not right.

As soon as Huang Qingwan said this, Huoyun Huang's face really changed slightly, the height he was standing on was shorter than the body of Huang Qingwan sitting down, staring at her with a pair of charcoal eyes, and looking at the dark night sky, and still pulling the little black tail that had been trying to pounce on Huang Qingwan in his hand, with a cute little sea dragon on his head, and after a long time, he said, "He is the most powerful god in ancient times." ”

"God?" Huang tilted his head lightly, "In ancient times, between heaven and earth, really, was there a god?" ”

"Yes, the Burning Temple is, not only that, but also a unique and powerful god." When he spoke, his charcoal eyes were full of pride.

Huang Qingwan was surprised in her heart, she had never heard Xiaohong mention the scorching palace to cover the night, she had not forced him to tell him about his past before, tonight, it was just a casual question, but she didn't expect that Xiaohong, who had been silent about the past, actually told him.

What's even more rare is that for the first time, she heard Xiaohong not spit out old-fashioned Chinese.

Huang Qingwan didn't interrupt him, only listened to Huoyun Huang continue.

"Burning Palace, born to become a genius of God, as powerful as him, a roar, the four seas are angry, one foot moves, eight wildernesses, a long road to becoming a god, the whole world is the enemy, he is the only one-"

When Huo Yunhuang said this, the light in his eyes was filled with pride, but with a hint of sadness.

"The enemy of the whole world is his journey alone-the way to become a god, which is far more bloody and lonely than imagined." Huoyunhuang said, sighed, and looked up at the dark sky again, in fact, since the departure of the scorching hall, I don't know how many thousands of years, look, he has changed from the extremely powerful Loulan Hehe back then, to the little red now.