Just when Fang Ling'er was about to fall to the bottom of the river and whimper, Yuan Bao swam over with all his strength, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her out.

The wind is strong and the water is urgent.

Under the attack of the mysterious heavenly fire before, Yuanbao's vitality was greatly injured, he only had the cultivation of the Imperial Sky Realm, and he couldn't stop the strange flames emitted by Fang Ling'er at all, at this moment, he dragged Fang Ling'er in the torrent, and quickly rushed downstream along the water of the Yangtze River, and he didn't have time to dodge a protruding boulder in the water, his head hit it, and he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he fainted.

Rhubarb barked in the darkness, and a moment later the old dog was lying on a huge log and flying down unharmed.

When Yuan Bao came to his senses, the sky was already bright, and at this moment he was still drifting in the river, most of his body was soaked in the river, and his hands were hanging on a big log.

Suddenly, he remembered the strange thing that happened last night in his mind, and he was shocked, and when he turned his head to look, Fang Ling'er also put his hands on the log as well, and Yuan Bao hurriedly stepped forward to check his pulse, and found that she was still in a coma, breathing evenly, and there was no danger of her life for a while.

Rhubarb lay on the big log and saw Yuan Bao wake up, and called in a low voice, Yuan Bao almost forgot about this guy, and said, "Rhubarb, you haven't drowned, have you?"

Rhubarb rolled his eyes, the boss was dissatisfied, and barked in a low voice twice.

Yuanbao's mouth was dry, and he went to touch the wine gourd hanging on his waist casually, and found that it was gone, thinking that it was washed away by the river last night, and when he felt a pity, he found that the dog nose of the rhubarb was quite red, and he looked sluggish, and his heart moved, and the rhubarb lying on the log was lifted into the water, and he found that the rhubarb was his own wine gourd under the body.

The rhubarb that fell into the river suddenly woke up most of the wine, puffed a few times in the water and climbed onto the log, shook the water on the hair, and grinned at the ingot.

Yuan Bao shook the wine gourd, and said angrily: "You dead dog, you dare to use your teeth to scare me, and you have drunk most of my monkey wine, you will compensate me!"

Rhubarb suddenly felt weak, lying on the big log and sticking out his old tongue, turning his eyes to look at the mountains and mountains on both sides of the strait, looking like "Dog, I don't care about you".

There are two gourds on the ingot, a large red wine gourd, which contains Qiankun and can hold dozens of catties of fine wine. There is also a purple gold immortal gourd, which is a strange treasure that the old man of Tianchi lost to Zhuge Kong Fang back then, which can hold all things.

When I went down the mountain, seventy or eighty catties of monkey wine ingots were packed into the wine jug, and I was not willing to drink it all the way, but I didn't expect that I didn't pay attention to it, and I was killed by this rhubarb Seven or eight catties, and I suddenly felt a pain in my flesh.

"Just pretend to be dead, you compensate me!" Yuan Bao was about to attack the rhubarb, and Fang Ling'er coughed softly next to him. He didn't have time to repair the rhubarb, and turned his head to look at Fang Ling'er.

Fang Ling'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, her long hair was wet, sprinkled on her shoulders at will, half of her body was soaked in water, drifting from wave to wave, weak like a wounded little sheep, especially the tall and tall under the white neck that was slightly abrupt from the neckline was a double peak, and the ingots who looked straight at him were uncertain.

She opened her eyes gently, and her first reaction was not the sadness of her grandfather's death, but surprise, inexplicable surprise.

"W-where is this?" she said as she saw herself submerged in water, her hands on a huge log, and she ate something.

Yuan Bao saw that her breath was even, and it was not a big problem, but thinking of the heavenly fire released by this girl last night, he couldn't help but shudder, didn't dare to approach, and said, "Miss Ling'er, have you forgotten what happened last night?"

Fang Ling'er frowned, as if she had fallen into a deep thought, and after a while, her surprised face suddenly became more and more heavy, and two lines of pearl-like tears dripped down from her bright eyes, slid across her fair and delicate cheeks, and fell into the rushing river.

The scenes of last night were like the passage of time, which quickly appeared in her mind, and a heart-rending sadness welled up in her heart.

"Grandpa, grandpa was killed by the water demon!"

Seeing that Fang Ling'er was excited again, Yuan Bao and Rhubarb hid far away at the same time, for fear that last night's abnormal change would happen to the girl in front of her, and it would be miserable.

"Miss Ling'er, you, it doesn't matter to you, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change. Yuan Bao can't comfort people, he has never comforted people, and he doesn't know how to make a girl happy, he racked his brains to just come up with this sentence.

Ling'er lay on the log and cried for a long time, the log was downstream, and it had rushed out of the narrow ghost valley, the river gradually opened up, countless boats crossed the river with wind and waves, and a few small boats that were not long-eyed almost hit the big log where the ingots were lying on their stomachs.

After a long time, Yuan Bao saw that Ling'er had not transformed, so he breathed a sigh of relief, swam along the big log, and called softly: "Miss Ling'er." ”

Fang Ling'er raised her head, her eyes were red with tears, and she was still a little crying, she reached out and touched a handful of tears, and said, "Childe, I'm fine." ”

Yuan Bao sighed and said, "I can understand your mood at the moment, my dearest person also left me two months ago." We living people must live, besides, you have avenged your grandfather, and he can also go to reincarnation with peace of mind. ”

"I avenged my grandfather?" Fang Ling'er's eyes flashed with doubt.

Yuan Bao saw it in his eyes and said in amazement: "You won't forget all the things that happened last night, right?

"I burned to death?" Fang Ling'er only remembered the scene where she was crying on the sunken ship holding her grandfather's corpse, as for the two strange flame wings that suddenly grew behind her, turning the water area within a radius of nearly 100 zhang into a sea of fire, she didn't remember it at all.

Yuan Bao saw Fang Ling'er's look of surprise, and said secretly in his heart: "Don't you remember what happened after her transformation last night?" Last night, if I was not mistaken, the flame she unleashed was the natural heavenly fire of the phoenix, ten times more powerful than the samadhi true fire and the red lotus karmic fire. It is said that she should be the phoenix among people, but Ling'er doesn't seem to know, what is going on?"

There are days in the underworld, and a hundred and ten years ago, when the fourteenth generation of the inheritor of the reincarnation sword technique, the old man of Tianji, feathered, he left four verses.

"The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, and the phoenix dances for nine days. In the fierce battle of the world, the gods and demons are revealed. ”

The so-called hidden dragon, everyone knows that it refers to the inheritor of the reincarnation sword technique. In the past, everyone thought that the hidden dragon was referring to Zhuge Kong Fang, the successor of the fifteenth generation of the reincarnation sword technique, but later found out that it was wrong. In recent decades, everyone has guessed that since the so-called hidden dragon does not refer to Zhuge Kongfang, then eighty percent refers to the sixteenth generation of the reincarnation sword technique.

The older generation of cultivators all know that the sixteenth generation of the Reincarnation Sword Technique has been cultivating under the Nine Dragons Waterfall of Mount Emei since he was a child, and it must be him.

As for the heavenly phoenix in the nine heavens of the phoenix dance, there have been many legends in the world in the past hundred years, but it has never really appeared. Because the phoenix is an ancient spirit animal, it has been extinct for thousands of years, and some cultivators even think that the phoenix may only be codified by myths and legends, and it does not really exist.

In fact, under the ordinary, only the elders of the five major factions today and some predecessors know that the phoenix appeared once eighty years ago, and that year the demons danced wildly, and the demon sect, the demon clan, and the ghost clan made a rebellion in Middle Earth, and there was a tendency to make a comeback after the first battle at the top of the Yellow Mountain.

At that time, Dao Xuan Zhenren, who had just taken over the position of the head of the Kunlun faction, immediately issued a ninety-nine iron order to seal the gods, summoning the world's outstanding young generation of cultivation masters to go to the top of Kunlun Divine Mountain to fight and learn.

At that time, the grand event was vast and bright, not only the heads of the five major factions gathered, but also countless senior masters who had long since retired for many years appeared.

That battle of the gods, on the surface, was to tap the wizards of the younger generation of the righteous path. In fact, nearly half of the power of the righteous path was gathered in Kunlun Mountain, firstly, to deter the demon sects in the southeast of Kunlun Mountain and the wild and vicious demon sects in the northwest, and secondly, the heads of the righteous path sects to discuss strategies to deal with the demon sect.

Back then, there was a young woman who called herself Gu Jing'an, holding a god-sealing iron order to fight on stage, the fire surname Dao was extremely domineering, winning several competitions in a row, in the promotion of the top 16, the young woman named Gu Jing'an's opponent was Zhuge Kongfang. Zhuge Kong Fang, who was only in his twenties at the time, was in the wind with a jade tree, and he was also the first sword trick in the world, and he had already comprehended the three sword styles of Zhuxian. The younger generation of disciples is unbeatable.

The woman was defeated and blocked the Heaven Slashing Sword Style, but she did not block the Zhuxian Three Sword Style, and left angrily.

In fact, in that battle, several old-timers with profound cultivation had already seen that the infinite flames released by the fire surname spell cast by Gu Jing'an were extremely similar to the legendary Phoenix Heavenly Fire.

However, since the battle of Kunlun Shenshan, Gu Jing'an has been like a flash in the pan and has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time. It is rumored that she is a phoenix in the upper realm, and she was captured by the Heavenly Emperor by the Heavenly Emperor by the Heavenly Soldiers.

When Yuan Bao was young, Zhuge Kong Fang actually mentioned Gu Jing'an's name once when he told him about the world's strangers, but it was too long and he forgot it.

Time passed, and when the two of them were relatively silent, many boats had already passed on the river. The big yellow barked and tried to attract a good Samaritan to rescue him, but every ship avoided it as soon as it saw such an old big yellow dog.

Yuan Bao saw that the sky was getting dark, it was dusk, and he was hungry in his stomach, but he was afraid that Fang Ling'er would be the same, so he said: "Miss Ling'er, let's find a dock to go ashore, it's not a matter to be in the water all the time." ”

Fang Ling'er woke up like a dream, looked left and right, and said: "This is the gourd valley, there is no dock nearby, seven or eight miles ahead to the first narrow water area of the gourd valley, there is a small pier on the back water. ”

Yuan Bao saw that the speed of his drifting was far less fast than in the Ghost Sorrow Canyon, it was estimated that it would be dark seven or eight miles away, and now there were many ships coming and going on the river, and it was not good to use the method of controlling the sky to take Fang Ling'er away, so he could only nod and say: "It's okay, what are the plans of the girl when you get to the dock?"

Fang Ling'er's gaze at Yuan Bao suddenly became a little sad, tears fell instantly, and said softly: "My only relative has also left me, and I don't know how to go in the future." ”

Looking at Fang Ling'er's pitiful appearance from a distance, her pity soared, and she blurted out: "If Miss Ling'er believes that she is below, she will go with her." ”

After saying this, he regretted it in his heart, and no matter how he listened to it, he felt quite ambiguous. And he and Fang Ling'er have only known each other for a few days, at most they know each other.

However, the powerful power displayed by Fang Ling'er, if she wasn't taken with her, maybe one day she would be able to destroy a city in an instant.

Fang Ling'er's pale cheeks suddenly turned red, lowered his head, and said softly after a while: "Gongzi is a cultivator immortal with a high status, Ling'er is just a country woman, I'm just afraid of ...... I'm just afraid ......"

The words of the ingots have already been spoken, and they can never be taken back. Secretly thought that now that she has a huge amount of money, she took her ashore first, if she is willing to follow her to walk the world, she can follow, if she is unwilling, she can go to the capital to find her a big family. Suddenly, at such a moment, the figure of another woman appeared in his mind.

A woman in purple, indifferent as frost, holding a three-foot-three-inch cyan sword, but who is it not Master Li?

"It's better to have the opportunity to introduce Fang Ling'er to the Shushan Gate, although she is a little older, she has excellent qualifications, and she can release that weird and powerful heavenly fire, she will definitely be able to achieve something in a few years!"

Yuan Bao seemed to untie a knot, and his mood was a little better, and said: "Miss Ling'er, your grandfather has passed away, and now you are helpless, follow me first, and I will send you to the Shushan Sword Sect or other righteous path cultivation sects when I have the opportunity to do so. ”

Fang Ling'er raised her head again, the sadness in her red eyes decreased slightly, and she said in a low voice: "Everything is arranged by Gongzi." ”

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