"Huh---" The next moment, a fiery figure was born from the flames.

Delicate Zhengtai face, small body, fiery red clothes, long hair flowing like ink, bare feet, a pair of red eyes as hot as charcoal!

The familiar little figure was imprinted in the red eyes of the phoenix, her pupils widened suddenly, she never thought that the fire cloud phoenix would appear at this time!

"Hmph." Huoyunhuang's small body stood in front of her, snorted coldly, looked at the frightened Meng Po with cold eyes, and with a wave of her little hand, endless golden flames rose up, illuminating the surroundings of the Naihe Bridge extremely dazzling!

The next moment, a flaming feather fan in his hand was raised, and the feather fan was filled with golden flames, and the terrifying coercion emanated out, making Meng Po in the infernal magma tremble in her legs.

The golden flames born on this five- or six-year-old child were actually a few points stronger than the hell magma, and at this time, those golden flames were actually devouring her hell magma!

"You--who are you-----" Meng Po spat out a sentence in disbelief.

Huo Yunhuang didn't say a word, and the feather fan in his hand quickly expanded, several times larger than his small body.

"Dead ---" Then, he spit out the word coldly, and with a wave of the flaming feather fan in his hand, he went straight towards Meng Po.

The endless golden flames rose up, slashing the hellish magma and devouring it again, and then, the feather fan of the Fire Cloud Phoenix directly split Meng Po's body!

"Ah---" Meng Po screamed, but she couldn't resist the flaming feather fan of Huoyun Phoenix, and her body was almost burned to ashes!

The split body quickly fled to the Naihe Bridge, Meng Po swallowed a hellfire lotus, and the two halves of her body quickly healed in the white mist.

Huoyun Huang's figure flashed, and he rushed forward.

"Don't kill her!" At this time, from the white mist, there was a sound of water without a shore.

Huoyunhuang stopped, his gaze falling on Shui Wu'an on the Naihe Bridge.

Shui Wu'an glanced at him and couldn't help but gasp.

That, it turned out to be the breath of an ancient divine beast!

It seems to be a supreme breath that wants to crush the heavens and the earth!

Even if it is no longer comparable to the pure ancient power before the ancients, the five or six-year-old child in front of him must be terrifying!

Shui Wu'an took a deep breath, but he gently pulled towards Huang and said, "Seventeenth princess, let her go, she's just a, poor person---"

Huang lightly frowned slightly, and his eyes fell on Meng Po on the Naihe Bridge, a moment ago, the enchanting Meng Po wanted to put her to death, but at this moment, he wanted her to let her go?

She raised her eyes and looked coldly at Shui Wuan, "Give me a reason not to kill her." ”

Shui Wu'an stretched out his hand, held a small space in the air, and said, "I saw her memory---

The words fell, and in that small space, an image slowly came out.

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The delicate and elegant Yicui Building, the enchanting Oiran is dressed in a blue and white Luo gauze skirt, full of green silk and slightly silk, standing quietly next to the pear blossom wood railing.

I saw that the corners of her lips were slightly curved, but between her eyebrows, there was a faint sadness.

It's a good spring, but do you want to spend all your life in this land of fireworks?

She sighed slightly, and in a pair of water-cut autumn eyes, there was a thick sadness that could not be dissolved.

Caressing the piano with his hands, the faint sound of the piano starts, but the notes flowing out are dyed with inexplicable sadness.

In the dark night, the stars are all over the sky, and above the attic, the lights are bright.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed abruptly.

The enchanting Manju Sawa was almost instantly full of her surroundings.

The next moment, I saw a stunning boy in a flowing silver robe, slowly walking out of the bright red Manzhu Sahua.