Chapter 33 Qinglian Industry Fire

"Little Black!"

Jiye was stunned by this name. It seemed that even the obsidian's eyes instantly turned into dusty pearls, darkened, and the mouth was about to be closed.

Ziyao rushed to Jiye, checked up and down, frowned and sucked his nose: "Is it really thunderous?" Jiye was stunned and looked at him puzzled. Ziyao smiled and said, "It's nothing. I said you were really Xiaohei. I haven't seen you for two days. How did you grow so big?"

At night, he looked at the small bowl on the side and blinked without saying anything.

There was only a little ** stain left in the bowl. Ziyao picked it up and sniffed it. It had a familiar smell. Isn't it the foam grass? Naturally, others don't have the ability to turn grass into Qionglu as Ziyao. The rare Moling grass was boiled as an ordinary herb in water, and the neck and leaf veins of the Moling grass turned into ashes, which was really a pity.

Ziyao put down the bowl, how precious the foam grass was. In those years, he pulled out a tree to play in the wind and sprinkled ash, and was taught by the Jade Emperor. But I don't know who was so generous that he fed the foam grass to a newborn baby.

Look at the current appearance of the night, it is not difficult to guess the reason. Such a small mass, now that it has grown to such a point, the spiritual power of Mo Lingcao will not disappear when it enters his body. There is a lot of flesh and blood out of thin air, but the effect is the same.

It's like before mortals eat ducks, they always like to fill in a few more pounds.

Ziyao was angry. Where did the evil come from so bold that he dared to eat the person he made when he was filled with a duck!

"Who gave you this?"

Jiye pointed to a pile of flesh and blood on the ground not far away, but it seemed to look at a pile of rocks without fear on his face.

Is that the smell of white tiger thunder? Ziyao frowned for fear that the flesh would stain his clothes and stood outside three steps to look carefully. Only part of the blood is broken, but this pile of flesh and blood is unknown to which innocent demon in the mountain.

It seems that the broken thunder is now so depressed that he was injured by an ordinary little demon, and Zi Yao shook his head. If so, I'm afraid the broken thunder doesn't have the ability to avoid the earth fairy's eyes and take the child away.

Looking back at the night staring at himself curiously, Ziyao asked, "Do you know who brought you here?"

Jiye looked at the pile of flesh and blood, squeezed his lips and didn't say a word.

Ziyao frowned: "Can't you talk?"

The semi-formed phoenix's eyes were half-circular, and the dark eyes looked at Ziyao, as if they were puzzled. The exquisite facial features created by the magic axe will not make any expression, showing the most natural state, how pitiful it is.

Ziyao patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "I actually forgot that you were born only two or three days ago. Even if this spirit grass raised your spiritual power to make you grow into a teenager in two days, you still have to learn slowly. But you can understand what I'm saying, can't you?

This sentence was longer, and Ji Ye seemed to think about the meaning of Fan Ziyao's words before nodding slightly.

"Is it a goblin or a white tiger that brought you here?"

He nodded at night and looked very well-behaved.

"Is Molingcao also what he asked you to eat?"

Jiye shook his head and looked at the pile of flesh and blood again.

"No way, an ordinary demon, where did the Mo Lingcao come from?" Ziyao circled in place and said, "That's the white tiger brought you and Mo Lingcao, and then the little demon became greedy and asked you to eat Molingcao to eat you first, but was torn like this by the white tiger who came back?"

Jiye turned his head sideways and looked at Ziyao, which seemed to be very worshipful.

Ziyao was proud and said, "It's true. After that, the white tiger was injured and found that I was coming, so he ran away as soon as possible. Well, he is still quite knowledgeable."

Seeing Ziyao smiling at night, he also smiled, but only pulled the muscles around his mouth. Ziyao couldn't help walking over and rubbing the hair on the top of his head. It felt really good to look up at him at night.

"Can you walk? Now that the broken thunder has appeared, let's solve it."

Jiye nodded and jumped down from the sitting stone, but his center of gravity was unstable. He pulled the corner of Ziyao's clothes and stood straight.

Only to my chest, this height seems to be similar to that of tourmaline.

Ziyao looked up and down at the night again, with its impeccable appearance, but the inner core still needs to be learned from scratch.

decided that since God's will was so, the child was filled with foam grass and became a half-human and half-immortal body. He simply took him back to heaven and be his disciple. As for teaching, it is natural to give it to the child's mother, Bixiao Tiangu.

The children of the two of them, hehe, I don't know what the white-bearded immortals in the sky will know, and the Jade Emperor...

Thinking of everything in the future, Ziyao secretly laughed twice, rolled Jiye to his side with his sleeves, flew to chase the broken thunder, and talked to Jiye.

"Yes, I have to give you a name. Although Xiaohei's name is good, it is not loud after all. In the future, you need to have a big name for being listed in the fairy class.

Jiye's eyes lit up, but unfortunately, Ziyao was only immersed in his own image and did not notice it.

"You naturally can't use the name of God the Father. My name is Ziyao, and your mother's name is Bixi. How about your name is... Zibi? Is it okay, then Bizi? Er, it still doesn't seem loud enough. Let me see your eyes..."

"Night!" I don't know why these two words suddenly appeared in his mind, and Ziyao naturally read them out.

Seeing Jiye looking at himself happily, a new expression finally appeared on his delicate face. Ziyao couldn't refuse and nodded and said, "Then call it Jiye."

As soon as the voice fell, Ziyao regretted it again. The word night suddenly rushed into his mind from nowhere. He didn't come up with it himself, so he always felt that the name was not taken by him.

"Although the name Jiye sounds good, it always makes people feel desolate. What is the trace? It is the remnants left; this night is not as lively as the day. Look at the word Ziyao, which is rich and magnificent. Even if it is a tourmaline, although it sounds like the name of the old turtle and dragon, your mother said that it is the blue sky and the seal of the jade seal. Look, how domineering it is.

Zi Yao continued this meaningless theory of name. Ji Ye felt buzzing and numb in his ears, and finally decided to close his eyes and close all the feelings.

Ziyao, who became the "God of the Father" for the first time, was very excited and had countless words to say. I talked a lot, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when I closed my eyes and motionless at night.

Turning back and thought, after all, Mo Lingcao is extraordinary. Most people use it for the first time, and it will always have several repetitions. Within a few days, the power may be unstable, and the body of ordinary mortals may not be able to bear it. Fortunately, the body of the night is carefully carved by him, which condenses his countless divine power and pains and painstaking efforts. Naturally, it is not Same as.

It's not like the body given to the tourmaline. Time is tight, but it's a rough summary, and it doesn't add much magic power.

Wait, Tourmaline!

In mid-air, Zi Yao suddenly stopped. The night, which had no sense of the outside world, failed to react in time. He rolled out of his sleeve, rushed forward, and fell directly from the air.

Ziyao was distracted for a while. It was not until the night that he almost fell to the ground before he reacted. He instantly moved under him and picked him up.

When I opened my eyes at night, it was extremely calm. In contrast, Ziyao's pupils contracted, his eyebrows were locked, and his breathing suddenly became rapid, and even the aura around him changed.

He has been ignoring such an important thing until now that he thinks of it.

Mo Lingcao doesn't even know Bixi, and the little fairy in the southern wilderness must not know. That's why I said that it was given to her by Shuide Zhenjun in the past.

But she was demoted to the Southern Desert, at least three or four months. There was a lot of noise in the sky before. If it was really given to her by Shuide Zhenjun at that time, how delicate and fragile the spirit grass was. No matter how carefully it was stored, I'm afraid half of it would have turned into ashes long ago.

The foam grass should have been picked and sent to the little fairy not long before they went. At that time, he was entangled with Bixi's attitude towards him and did not delve into these.

Now, it seems that she specially sent this rare foam grass to Bixi to immediately restore the yuan spirit and take off Xilu's body. There must be some conspiracy in it.

It should be noted that there is still a difference between real flesh and blood and the mud body he pinched. Flesh and blood can still resist a little, but the mud body uses some magic power to transform. Once it encounters a slightly stronger fairy force explosion or external erosion, it is easy to return to its original shape and turn into a pool of mud.

The fairy body of Bixi is still in the nine heavens. Now it is not easy to recover the yuan god, but it is still in the middle of the period. The spiritual power injected by Mo Lingcao may increase and decrease at any time.

If the goal is not the child from the beginning, but the tourmaline...

If it's really just a catastrophe, you don't have to worry about it. But there are too many strange things about the tourmaline disaster. Now the thunder has emerged again, and the demon clan in those years has joined in. How can it be so simple?

If the ultimate goal is really himself, Bixi is just innocently implicated. However, no matter what kind of trap they set and how to avenge him, he must go. How can the tourmaline be in danger because of him?

"Wait!" His face was cold, his tone was cold, and his whole body was even more chilly. Jiye was not in a hurry to figure out what had happened, so he was carried by Zi Yao on his shoulder and flew straight to the palace.

Just a moment, you can see the corner of the palace. Under the high platform in the east, there are dense people kneeling, which is the new emperor's ascending hall. Just above the high platform, a little fire spread and instantly turned into a blazing flame.

In the firelight, there is a few faint green light.

Ziyao held the night with one hand and waved gently to the sky with the other. In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and countless dark clouds gathered towards this side, covering the sky and the sun. The gray space between heaven and earth was a desperate depression.

However, the last time he woke up 400 years ago, his strength was obviously more than that. It is not good to say that the whole capital, even the whole world can be influenced by him. At that time, a wave of his hand was not only gray, but also could turn the day into night in an instant.

But there is no time for him to be depressed at this moment. Ziyao waved his hand again, and the lightning cracked into the sky. In an instant, the heavy rain fell and fell to the flames on the high platform.

However, this flame was only a small part, and the remaining flames, instead of being extinguished, intensified and rushed straight to the sky.

After the red flame was extinguished, what was left was the blue demon fire.

Green lotus industry fire!

Zi Yao narrowed her eyes, and her glazed pupils turned purple under the reflection of the cyan flame.

It seems that not only the broken thunder, but also the leader of the feather clan, Qingsang, has returned.