Chapter 2011

Fang Hao held up Xuan Dao, and his eyes flashed with a flash of murder. Xuandao's blood flashed into the sky in an instant. In the tears all over the sky, it was also dazzling.

Suddenly!

Fang Hao suddenly turns his head and stares at a direction in his eyes!

At that place, an old man with white hair and crutches appeared in front of Fang Hao.

Ling standing in the void, clothes benevolent eyebrows, good expression, kind and amiable.

However, what made Fang Hao look dignified was that he couldn't feel the flow of Qi in the old man's body, and even felt that he was an ordinary person!

But!

How can an ordinary man fly in the air? Even at the peak of the early stage of xuanjing, there was no ability to establish emptiness.

The old man's voice was very peaceful: "please stop, young Xia."

Fang Hao is very vigilant. He can't feel the Qi in the old man. The more he is, the more frightened he is. He is definitely a very strong master.

"Who are you? What is it to do with you if I can't do it? " Fang Hao's eyes are sharp. Fang Hao, who has never been afraid of heaven and earth, will not stop because of a word from the other party!

At the moment, Fang Hao still has a powerful sword. As long as he moves, the weak black Jiao in the distance must be cut off by Fang Hao.

The old man said with a smile: "young Xia, it's normal that you don't know me, but I'm familiar with your spirit animal Phoenix. Please look at this relationship and give me a thin face."

Fang Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at the flaming Phoenix that had swept over.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Huofeng's voice is warm and cheering. Huofeng turns around the old man for two times. Fang Hao doesn't feel like it anymore. Who's the spirit animal you are? It's so kind to the old man.

At the next moment, the old man stretched out a hand and stroked the Phoenix's crown. Seeing this, Fang Hao was angry: "Xiaohong, who is this?"

The voice of Huofeng just remembered in Fang Hao's mind: "do you remember the old man I told you before? He is the one who cuts firewood and collects herbs in this mountain. He told me a lot of stories, so I know a lot about things outside. "

“……” Fang Hao frowned and looked at the old guy. He was still very vigilant, and suddenly his eyes won: "no, I didn't say that you have changed. Does this old guy know who you are?"

But then, Fang Hao laughed bitterly. For his unfathomable accomplishments, he didn't know the real body of Huofeng.

Look at the old man indifferently: "who are you?"

The old man said with a smile: "I'm just a hermit here. This little black dragon is my pet. Therefore, I'd like to ask you to keep your hands."

Fang Hao's face was cold: "when Xiao Hong and I almost died in his hands, Lao Tzu is a man of clear gratitude and resentment, and revenge is inevitable!"

The old man said with a smile: "young Xia, don't be angry. I saw all the things in those years. If you are in danger, I will help you, but I won't intervene until you have to!"

"Now you can say anything, anyway, the time can't come back, nor can you verify the truth of your speech!" Fang Hao sneered.

The old man said with a smile: "when you were chased by the little black dragon and holding the Phoenix, although it was dangerous, it also greatly tested the fate of your two. Later, you were seriously injured and dying. I originally wanted to help you, but I didn't expect that Xiaofeng would pick your heart and blood to make you rise from death to life, which also made you two really spiritual and spiritual connection."

Fang Hao of course knew the things in front of him, but later he passed out. He didn't know how Huofeng saved him.

Huofeng's voice timely sounded in Fang Hao's mind: "Fang Hao, it's like this. At that time, I felt his appearance. At that time, I was saving you with painstaking efforts, so I didn't pay attention to it."

"Hard work?" Fang Hao later learned that the legend of Phoenix blood can bring the dead back to life. In fact, it is not ordinary Phoenix blood. Only the blood in the heart of Phoenix is the real God.

No wonder after that time, Huofeng fell into a coma for a long time. The blood in her heart was against the sky and precious. At the same time, it released blood from her heart, which was very harmful to Huofeng's body.

At the same time, she was shocked. Huofeng even pecked blood out of her heart for her own sake.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Hao looked at the old man and said coldly: "on that day, black Jiao killed so many people. Didn't you see that you would save me? I want to hear the truth! "

The old man looked natural: "I tell you the truth, if you don't fight to protect Xiaofeng, I won't want to save you."

Fang Hao a Leng, looking at the relationship between Huofeng and the old man, some understand: "big truth!"

Then, he put away the Xuan knife: "in this case, I will release the big worm."

"Thank you very much The old man had a big smile on his face.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "don't worry, I haven't finished my words. I dare to be interested in you."

"Well What's interesting to you, old man The old man was stunned.

"You're so mysterious, you live in seclusion here, I want to know a few why." Fang Hao opened his mouth.The old man frowned slightly and then stretched out: "you and Xiaofeng are predestined, that is to say, you have fate with me, you ask."

"First, how did the Fengming mountain come from the poisonous miasma?" Fang Hao stared at the old man with cold eyes.

The old man frowned: "you hit the nail on the head. This is the secret of Fengming mountain."

"Generally I don't want to hear it." Fang Hao said with a smile.

"This poison has something to do with me." The old man's answer was simple.

Fang Hao's face was calm, but in his heart he set off a huge wave. The old guy had something to do with the miasma. He was more and more enigmatic.

Taking a breath, Fang Hao asked again, "who are you?"

"I am a mountain village man who lives in seclusion here. To be honest, I have forgotten who I am for a long time." The old man didn't want to be perfunctory or say too much.

"What does Huofeng have to do with you?" Fang Hao asked a wonderful question this time.

The old man frowned deeply, then he said, "I brought Xiaofeng here."

"Sure enough, the black Jiao and the little red are all specially arranged by you. These two places, one Yin and one Yang, contain Yin and Yang, and affect the whole Fengming mountain."

Fang Hao looked solemnly at the old man.

The old man's face gradually became serious. He took a look at Fang Hao and sighed: "you seem to have guessed a lot."

"Not much. I just guessed. The last question is where is Huofeng's husband?"

This question was asked by Fang Hao for Huofeng.

"In the fire." The old man spat out four words.

At the moment, Huofeng also has a mist in her eyes, and she has tears.

But suddenly, the old man said again, "it's the egg."

Fang Hao was shocked this time and looked at Huofeng in amazement.

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