It is said that this child is fast in learning to adapt, and he can insult others by inferiority.

Although the fire beast is not a noble Warcraft, but in the type of fire warcraft, it can be regarded as a leader.

Now Huo Er pointed at his head and scolded him. Instead of being angry and angry, he was more dog-legged and humble. He fluttered his wings and fell to the ground.

Huo Er then barely sat up in the wings of the Fire Peng beast.

Di Fuyao almost didn't laugh.

"Do you want to take the fire beast to the yin and yang ghost town?" Ye Zhongyuan asked with an eyebrow.

"Well, Huo'er tossed for a month, and it's time to let him rest. The next journey, let Huo Peng be carried us, what's wrong?"

Ye Zhongyuan smiled: "It's all right."

The low-end World of Warcraft in the yin-yang ghost town where people can't spit bones can only be slaughtered.

But no one dared to shake a strand of hair with him.

Huopeng's beast is huge, and under the careful training of Di Fuyao with various spirit plants, it can be said to be strong and strong, and now it has the power of seven stars.

Carrying her, Ye Zhongyuan, Bai Ze and Huoer were flying more than enough.

When the four of them just settled on the fire beast, when they set off for the ghost town of Yinyang, Fu Jiu hurriedly reported, "The emperor, something happened to the Snow Palace!"

Snow Palace?

Isn't that the woman who looks as pretty as a fairy.

Di Fu shook his head and looked at Ye Zhongyuan calmly. When he found that his face was not so good, he opened his mouth with understanding. "If you have something, you can go first."

"Shake, wait a minute." Ye Zhongyuan turned and flew down the fire beast, landed in front of Fu Jiu, and asked with a cold face, "What's going on?"

Fu Jiu said truthfully: "Snow Snow is suddenly seriously ill, and her life is dying. Emperor, you have to take a look."

Ye Chongyuan was shocked and looked back at Di Fuyao's face.

Emperor Fu sat high on the fire-peng beast and looked down at him. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, but a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. "You are at a critical moment, go."

"Shake ..." Ye Zhongyuan frowned.

He promised to shake, to accompany her to the yin and yang ghost town, but now Qian Xue is seriously ill, and suddenly, he has to return to the palace to give Qian Xue his life.

"I'm okay, you go." Di Fu shook his hand with a smile, and said three in a row.

Underneath the seemingly generous surface, in fact, she still has a bit of a taste in her heart.

However, Yan Qianxue is his fiancée. Regardless of whether Ye Zhongyuan likes people, he has a nominal responsibility to take care of Yan Qianxue.

What's more, she is now dead, and she doesn't want to be a sinner.

Ye Zhongyuan Jun's slender figure suddenly jumped and fell to her side.

Di Fuyao was hugged by the man before he could respond.

The warmth brings a refreshing fragrance, and the restless heart calms down immediately.

"Shake, you are playing in the mountains and rivers on the way, I'll go back quickly, and meet you as soon as possible!" His tender, watery tone was like the spring breeze in March, and he trembled her heartstrings.

Di Fu shook his cough, and blushed and said, "Okay."

"Fujiu, shake this trip I'm not here, you need to protect her until I come back, understand?"

"Final command!"

Ye Zhongyuan left Fu Jiu before leaving, and then hurried back to the palace.

Huo Peng Beast flew out of the Northern Capital Emperor Capital with four people, and along the way, Fu Jiudu was stern with a handsome face.

Di Fu glanced curiously, and finally couldn't help but say, "How do I feel you are familiar?"

Fu Jiu: Can you be unfamiliar, who secretly protected you at the time, Lao Tzu!

"Big black face, the boss of the emperor asks you a question!" Huo'er looked at Fu Jiu with a cross in his arms.

"Eh! Big black face ..." Di Fuyao could not help but smile when he saw Fu Jiujun's face darker.

Huoer, what do you laugh at, the innocent look that I don't understand? Isn't he right? This **** face has been black from the beginning, like who owes him money.

"What's laughing?" Fu Jiuli glanced at the two.

In the end, it is the **** of war who killed the enemy on the battlefield, and one eye is enough to scare the ordinary people.

But he is not facing ordinary people.

A killer Emperor Fuyao who came from a previous life to kill people like a chicken, and a venerable phoenix.

How could he put a cold light in his eyes.

Fu Jiu deeply felt that going to the ghost town of Yinyang on this trip was more difficult than letting him go to the battlefield to kill the enemy with blood!

...

Wind House.

After the old lady's Chinese medicine bathing method, Feng Linger's itching sensation finally dissipated, but the shocking little red pimple still existed, except that the itch sensation disappeared, nothing else changed.

Feng Linger was crying, "Daddy, when will grandpa and grandpa come back?"

The lower body was sore, how could she face into the palace to meet the emperor?

Meet her favorite man?

Feng Zhentian's anxiety is no less than Feng Ling'er.

After learning that her baby daughter was infected with Hualiu, she sought medical advice everywhere.

But this disease of Hualiu is spreading out of the door, and no matter how many gold coins are spent, few pharmacists dare to accept it.

What's more, who in the entire Beicha refining medicine family has a strong reputation?

The tricky is exactly here. Dan Fang passed down from the Fengjia ancestors are all related to cultivation. For example, the infamous infectious disease such as Hualiu is not at all.

Feng Zhentian had to put his hope on the ancestor, but after the ancestor's eyes were blinded by the demon prince, he went to the Nanxuan Yaowang Valley to meet the medicine king. He has not returned yet.

"Linger, don't worry, when your grandpa and grandpa come back, he will be able to cure the disease." Feng Zhentian had to comfort his daughter softly.

Feng Linger has been arrogant since he was a child. Now that he has this unseen flowering willow disease, there is nowhere to be filled with resentment, and his face is distorted a bit.

"Dad, if grandpa and grandfather don't return for a day, will the daughter have to wait forever?" Feng Linger said unwillingly. "Dad, you are the prime minister of the North Bazaar. Isn't it a piece of cake to find a pharmacist to treat your daughter's illness? ? "

There is misery in the wind.

It is because he is the prime minister of the North Bazaar that he dare not rush to seek medical care everywhere, otherwise, once things come out, why does his style look so good?

"Dad, are you afraid that your daughter will ruin the reputation of Feng Family, so you are not willing to seek medical treatment?" Feng Linger was not a fool. He saw his father hesitant and immediately understood what he was doing.

Feng Zhentian sighed heavily, "Linger, Dad has already sent the news to your grandpa, and I will surely respond soon."

After Feng Feng's eyes were poisoned and blinded, he rushed to Nanxuan Yaowang Valley as soon as possible, but unfortunately one step was late.

When he arrived at Yaowang Valley, Yaowang happened to retreat, and the person who received him was Mo Wuyi.

Mo Wudi did not like the wind ancestors, and even had a slight disgust.

It is not difficult to see from the ancestor of the wind that the ancestors killed and treasured, and that they fell down the misty mountain cliffs. What kind of villain is the ancestor of the wind.

If it was n’t for Master ’s connection with him, Mo Wudi would not be happy to receive him.