Hua Rong's eyes were red, and she remembered what she had seen that day.

"That day, my brothers were captured by the people of the Heavenly God Cult, and I narrowly escaped the disaster.

I flew desperately to the highest treetops, and saw that they had put my brothers in the hands of a man who asked me about my aunt's whereabouts.

That person had followed Fu Tinglou to our Xuantian Sect before, so I knew him, he was the deputy sect leader of the Tongtian Divine Sect, Zhao Fusang! ”

Lu Quci's eyes tightened, "Zhao Fusang? Are you sure? ”

Hua Rong nodded, "I saw it so clearly, because I can't forget his hideous and distorted face because of his red eyes......"

Hua Rong spoke, and her thoughts flew back to the bloody storm three thousand years ago.

The peaceful and beautiful sect of the past no longer exists, the trees have been cut down, the houses have been burned, the corpses of the disciples are lying on the ground, the stumps and broken arms abound, and every corner of the Xuantian Sect is sprinkled with the blood of the disciples, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the fire is all over the sky.

Zhao Fusang grabbed the little white fox out of the giant net, pinched its neck, raised it high above his head, and threatened: "White Tiger, Xishi, say, where are Lu Quci and those two magic weapons hidden, if you don't say it, this seat will immediately pinch it to death!" ”

The little white tiger and the little happy lion were anxious, and roared angrily: "You devil, let go of my brother!" ”

"Don't say yes?"

Zhao Fusang snorted coldly, and the strength in his hand increased.

The little white fox kicked his limbs desperately, but he couldn't break free of his hand no matter what.

"Xiao Jiu! Little Nine! ”

"You let him go, let him go, we'll say!"

The little white fox's blood-red eyes showed shock, "Big brother, you can't say, you guys leave me alone, run!" ”

Zhao Fusang sneered a few times, "It's still Xishi obedient, say it, say it, and release it immediately." ”

The little white fox kicked his legs hard, "Don't believe him, even if you say it, he won't let us go!" ”

In a hurry, the nine tails of the little white fox condensed into nine ice blades and flew towards Zhao Fusang's face.

But.

Zhao Fusang just waved his hand lightly and shot down all those ice blades.

He said substantially: "Your weak spiritual power is just an itch for this seat, I advise you not to resist stubbornly, and explain obediently, this seat can spare you from dying, otherwise, none of you Xuantian Sect will want to live." ”

The three little spirit beasts glanced at each other, as if tacitly, and a determined light flashed in their eyes.

Little Xishi shouted: "Even if we die, we won't let you hurt our aunt!" ”

With that, a small fireball spat out of its mouth, and the white tiger also summoned the power of thunder and lightning, and the two forces shot straight towards Zhao Fusang.

Their spiritual power is already weak, and being able to condense these is already their biggest limit.

Zhao Fusang snorted coldly, "Toast and don't eat and drink!" ”

He struck the fireballs and lightning into the air with a wave of his sleeve, exerting force in his hands.

The limbs of the little white fox, which were still kicking and kicking, gradually lost their vitality and hung down softly.

Next.

Little Xishi and Little White Tiger did not escape Zhao Fusang's clutches, and they were all pinched to death by him.

The fox has nine lives, and in order to prevent the white fox from being reborn, Zhao Fusang simply burned their corpses to ashes with a spiritual fire.

Little Suzaku watched this scene from the treetops and screamed sadly.

The mournful cry pierced the sky, filled with the pain of losing a loved one and the fear of an unknown future, and the voice was sharp and high-pitched, shaking the surrounding trees and creatures, echoing through the valley.

Zhao Fusang looked at the Vermilion Bird on the branch and snorted coldly, "Shoot it down for this seat!" ”

Seeing that the general situation was not good, the little Vermilion Bird immediately spread its wings and flew high into the sky.

It endured its grief and hovered above the Xuantian Sect, looking for Fu Tinglou's figure everywhere.

It wanted to ask him, he was also his aunt's apprentice, why did he do this to his aunt.

But there are too many disciples of the Heavenly God Sect, and no matter how many times it has searched, it has not seen his shadow.

When it flew back to the sky above the Xichen Palace, it unexpectedly saw its aunt holding her chest and stumbling out of the hall.

Her breath was unsteady and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot, which was obviously a sign that she had been disturbed during the retreat and that her spiritual power had gone violent.

Little Suzaku couldn't wait to tell her about the tragic death of her three elder brothers, so that she could avenge her brother and the Xuantian faction.

However, just as it was about to take off with a wave of its wings, an unexpected scene happened.

Suddenly, a person quietly flashed behind my aunt.

Zhao Fusang had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and when his aunt was in great grief and suffering internal injuries, a sword pierced her chest.

In just a few minutes, Little Suzaku first witnessed the tragic death of her three elder brothers, and now she watched her aunt who loved her and spoiled her fall to the ground with hatred, and she didn't even see who her murderer was until she died.

A monstrous grief swept over the little Suzaku's heart, and it flew to her aunt's side desperately, holding her corpse and screaming sharply.

"Auntie——!"

"Auntie, wake up!"

"Little Divine Bird, this seat is not going to you, you will send it to the door yourself, good, come to this seat, this seat will be a thousand times better than Lu Quci to you!" Zhao Fusang's hoarse voice came from behind him.

Little Suzaku turned his head angrily and glared at him angrily, "You devil, return my aunt's life!" ”

The little Vermilion Bird rose with wings, and a raging flame suddenly burst out from its body, and its golden feathers faded into blood-dripping red, exuding a bright and blazing light, and the temperature between heaven and earth instantly rose several degrees.

It spat out a ball of spiritual fire from its mouth and shot towards Zhao Fusang.

Zhao Fusang was forced to take a few steps back.

Suddenly, an extra magic weapon appeared out of thin air in his hand.

It turned out to be the magic weapon of their Xuantian faction, the Bagua Divine Mirror!

A golden light flew out from the magic weapon, instantly enveloping the little Suzaku in it.

The little Suzaku was restrained by the golden light, and his body seemed to be immobilized by a spell, unable to move.

It glared at Zhao Fusang angrily and said, "Demon, if you want to use a magic weapon to control me to work for your Tongtian God Sect, go dream!" ”

Little Suzaku closed its eyes, and when it opened them again, its originally clear eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the fire on its body was also flickering and extinguishing.

"It's not good, Master Zhao, it wants to blow itself up!"

Before the subordinates spoke, they only heard a loud bang.

Heaven and earth trembled.

The fiery red divine bird exploded into a ball of fire in an instant.

After the flames dissipated, the temperature between heaven and earth gradually returned to its original coldness.

The cold wind blew, and not even a feather was left.

Inside the hospital room.

Lu Quci has already burst into tears.

Hua Rong said: "I regret it, if I hadn't looked for Fu Tinglou everywhere, if I had stayed in the Treasure Pavilion, or guarded by your side, the magic weapon would not have fallen into the hands of the thief, and my aunt would not have died." ”

Lu Quci pursed his lips and patted him on the shoulder, "You were still young at the time, and it was not easy to have the ability to protect yourself, I don't blame you, the only thing you did wrong was that you shouldn't blow yourself up, you should live well." ”

Hua Rong lowered her head, "You are all dead, what is the point of me living alone in the world......

Everyone looked at the flowers, but no one spoke.

A silent ache flowed through the room.