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Click......

A flash of lightning exploded in the gray sky, and the pouring rain came unexpectedly, washing the city under the night.

The flickering candlelight, reflected from an open wooden window, seems very lonely compared to the entire luxurious courtyard of Yingfu.

In the room, Ying Chengci stood aside, looking at the back of his father Ying Penglu in front of him, with a somewhat solemn face.

Ying Peng Luo looked up at a wall painting hanging on the wall of the main hall, in which the blue phoenix luan wolf bèi was lying on the ground, the colorful giant tiger on its back held its head high, and the corners of its mouth grinned in a subtle arc, as if ironic rather than ironic.

This room, very few people enter.

He looked up at this picture of "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" and thought thoughtfully.

Ying Peng Lu, whose real name is Gongxi Peng Lu, forty years ago, the Gongxi family originally controlled the transportation line of the entire Innocent God Realm, with nearly 20 transportation branches and tens of thousands of phoenixes. Including the transportation of personnel and strategic materials, they are all undertaken by the Gongxi family.

The achievements of the Gongxi family that year are likely to become the fourth largest family after the winner, the Ji family, and the Xuanyuan family.

But the glory of forty years ago only came to naught overnight, no one knows why, only that since then the entire transportation line has been under the name of the Win clan, and his father was angry and vomited blood by this "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" picture.

It was also the overnight change that Gongxi Peng Lu entered the winner's family, according to the clan rules, he was renamed Ying Peng Luo.

Ying Penglu's palm moved, and his fingertips moved slightly, and his five fingers slowly bent. clenched fists tightly.

For no reason, an invisible coercion emanated from him, spreading throughout the room. So much so that all the furnishings trembled.

Boom!

The vase placed in the corner of the wall shattered to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Father, father......" Ying Chengci took a step back, he rarely saw his father so angry.

Click......

Another flash of lightning tore through the sky and was reflected on Ying Penglu's solemn back, and it was this thunderclap that pulled him out of his memory. His eyes froze for a moment. Until Ying Penglu slowly opened his five fingers, and he quietly quieted down.

Squeak~

The door to the main hall was blown open, and a cold wind hit it. The wind swam through the room. Running between the beams and columns.

Boom......

Suddenly, a series of muffled noises broke the dead silence, and the beams and pillars swept by the wind left traces like slashes.

Ying Peng Lu frowned. The palm of the hand on his back turned slightly. A little golden light shot out of his fingers, and he went away against the chaotic wind.

Syllable.

The evil wind directly smashed the golden mang, slashed through the faint candlelight, and pulled the flame into a flat line, heading straight for Ying Penglu's back.

"Parent ......"

Ying Chengci retreated again and again, wanting to remind him, but he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The wind flew up to the beam of the house less than two inches from Ying Penglu's back, grazing his clothes. Instead, he flew out towards the open door.

Ying Peng Luo furrowed his brows. But the tense nerves did not dare to relax, secretly thinking, those who can turn the evil wind into blades are by no means ordinary people, and they are difficult to manipulate without the cultivation of saint-level emperors.

I didn't dare to boast, but I was also in the holy rank, but there was a chill on my spine.

With a swing of his clothes, he turned around.

Outside the door, with the pouring rain, a thin figure appeared in the flashing lightning, he stood in the rain, a black robe wrapped tightly, and he couldn't see his true face.

But this invisible barrier emanated around him, enveloping him so that when the pouring rain fell on him, it slid down like a rain cloth, and did not get close to him in the slightest.

Ying Penglu straightened his chest, hugged his fists and said, "Sir, is it a lonely pair arranged by the patriarch?"

"Hmph, it's just a false name, Lord Win has something to say. The man stood still in the rain, and a strange sound came from his robe.

"Mr. is polite, but this pair of evils, where did you see Mr. alone?"

"Haha......" There was a burst of laughter outside the door.

The raindrops hit the ground, splashing the water, slowly gathering several mud streams from the surroundings, and it slowly flowed towards the room, crossed the threshold, and entered the main hall, and gathered into a ball.

Gradually protruding from the current, he turned into a mud humanoid, seven feet tall, and his physique appeared strong.

"Are you talking about me?" asked the mud.

While the words were still in his mouth, the mud began to slide down from head to toe, and a person who was also wrapped in a black robe gradually appeared.

Ying Penglu's face was a little stiff, and he had already heard of the reputation of being lonely in the sky, and the two of them had always been fierce and weird. He had thought of many scenarios to meet them, but never imagined that in this way.

"Haha...... The sky is lonely and the two evils are indeed worthy of the name. Ying Peng Luo pretended to be calm and relaxed his tense feelings.

"You don't have to say much, just talk about it. ”

The skinny man in the rain kept him in a position that did not move at all, making people think that it was just a corpse covered with a black cloth.

"Since the second elder is refreshing, he will say it directly. Ying Penglu hugged his fists and turned to look at the stunned Ying Cheng Temple on the side.

continued: "Recently, a young man named Xuanyuan Mo appeared in Lock Cloud City, and what the two of them had to do was to stop him from appearing in the Innocent God Realm again. ”

"Xuanyuan?"

"Hehe, this is also the purpose of inviting the second elder to come, if you can solve it as quietly as possible without publicity. Ying Peng said.

"Hmph...... "The man from the rain let out a sneer.

A cold laugh made the candle flame in the room rise sharply for no reason, and the dim picture of "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" on the wall was brightly reflected.

Ying Cheng Ci took a step back.

The man in the rain continued: "The master asked me to tell you that the picture of "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" should not be kept. ”

One sentence touched Ying Penglu's already tense heartstrings, his eyes widened, and a trace of cold sweat overflowed on his forehead. This picture of "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" is not only his own shame, but also the source of his motivation for so many years.

Hoping for the day......

At this time, he didn't dare to think about it anymore, looked at the person in front of him, and had nothing to say for a while.

I saw that the man raised his head slightly, and under the black robe, a pair of deep-set pupils were revealed, which were unfathomable.

His pupils slowly condensed, and a gust of wind blew in from outside the door, swept past the winner's father and son, and went straight to the mural.

Whoa!

Ying Penglu turned around abruptly, and the picture of "Tiger Stepping on the Phoenix" on the wall was cut by a knife and turned into countless pieces, floating in the hall with the wind.

He took two steps back, and sat down on the wooden chair with all his body weak.

"Xuanyuan Mo will disappear in Suoyun City within three days, so you can rest assured. With a word, the sky disappeared into the heavy rain.

The flashing electric light was reflected on Ying Penglu's sluggish face, his eyes were full of murderous energy, and he secretly clenched his fists.

"Father, I'm ......" Ying Chengci was on the side, and he stopped talking.

Closing his eyes, Ying Penglu exhaled deeply, he knew that the strength of the Ying clan was far from what he could deal with at present, so he swallowed this grievance at the moment and calmed down a lot.

Instead, he said: "Ancestral Hall, quickly find a way to check the genealogy of the Xuanyuan clan, and check which family this Xuanyuan Mo is, so as not to provoke trouble, and I don't know how to deal with it." ”

"Yes, father. Yingcheng Temple responded.

This night, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was getting tighter and tighter.

The next day, there was no wind.

The morning sun emerged from the mountains, and the beam of light was ten thousand ways, reflecting the entire Pure Divine Realm.

Feng Luan screamed at the light, and raised its head arrogantly, its whole body was royal blue, and under the golden light, the spread of its wings glowed with a layer of blue fluorescence.

With a flick of his wings, Feng Luan circled over Suoyun City, passing through the wisps of heaven and earth aura, and swooped down.

Suoyun City Yingjia Commercial Bank, covering an area of thousands of hectares, as in the past, the morning sun has just come out, there are already hundreds of huge phoenixes, orderly parked on the backyard a huge platform.

On their royal blue backs, each carries a two-story miniature attic, less than two feet high, but the structure is luxurious.

At this time, as the sun poured down, the pedestrians who were rushing to various cities had begun to board Fengluan one after another, ready to set off.

On one side of the Yingjia Commercial Bank is a lush vegetation and green mountains. On the other side, there is only a wall of the bustling street market.

Separated from a wall, a towering old locust tree floats in the sky.

This is an open-air tea stall at the end of the market, and the stall owner is standing in a simple stall, guarding a few teapots emitting white mist, and he is busy. The white mist drifted towards the sky, and the floating aura was slowly sucked into the old locust tree.

The stall owner ripped off the rag on his shoulder, lifted the teapot, and walked towards the tea table under the old tree. Tables and chairs are nothing more than three or five simple ones, but now they are full.

He poured tea and water one by one, and greeted as he walked: "Prince Xuanyuan, add you a cup of tea." "The technique is skillful, carrying the pot, dripping water, making it full, and grasping it just right.

A fresh breeze fell from the sky and sprinkled on Chen Mo's body, and when he looked up, more than a dozen phoenixes flew towards the blue sky in turn. They are similar in size, more than a dozen feet long under their wings, and have eagle-like claws, but they are very docile when they hear the call of the human race.

"This big bird, named Fengluan, should have a tenth-order demon beast cultivation like this, a layer of streamer naturally appears on their wings, which can form protection, and carry people through this unsullied god realm, allowing the wind to invade, it will not cause them the slightest damage, plus it flies extremely fast, therefore, in order to avoid risks, many people basically take this kind of beast in order to avoid risks, but there is also a ...... stall owner took the initiative to explain.

"Oh, are there any others?" asked Chen Mo.

The stall owner was not tired of this, and said: "Xuanyuan Gongzi doesn't know anything, those who have reached the eleventh level of cultivation are all under the command of our clan's legion, and they are used as war pets, and their combat ability cannot be underestimated, and it is generally difficult to see." ”

...... (To be continued......)