Chapter 187: Death volcano

Tiansha Fengyun smiled mildly, glanced at Feng Xiao angrily, and turned to leave. Today, not only did they not get a bargain, but there were more than three hundred subordinates downgraded, and a fairy scroll was also wasted.
"Brother, Brother Fengyun is still so refreshing." Maple Leaf sighed, their family and Tiansha Gang have a good relationship, he and Tiansha Fengyun are also brothers, the relationship is very good.
Maple Leaf frowned, without speaking.
"This Tiansha situation is not simple. It not only wipes out its disadvantaged position without trace, but also sells maple leaves to help one person, but also does not cause conflicts between the two gangs." Feng Xiao shook his head and called Xiaobai .
"Maple Leaf Gang, I have recorded your kindness with Shura, and I will return it someday!"
"Brother Shura don't say this, it should, it should be." Said by the idol, Maple Leaf was a little embarrassed and laughed.
"Oh, let's assume that our Maple Leaf has repaid the kindness of the Jianbang token." Maple Leaf smiled calmly.
Xiao Bai's figure slowly disappeared into the sky, and he could no longer hear from Shura.
"Let's go, it's time to invite Fengyun Brothers to be a guest at home." This time, he sold Shura a great favor without spending a single soldier. His heart was still very excited.
The three little girls in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's great, it's finally fine."
"The big bad guy left without saying hello to us."
"Regardless of him, we continue to play ..."
Church of the Gods.
The hand of God just frowned after listening to his report. Shura appeared, but his sister still had no news. What happened to him?
The Aoyue Yiren came in, his feet were slow and slightly heavy, and his breath became more lonely.
The hand of God stood up sharply and walked to Aoyue Yi: "Yi, how could I not reach you just now? Why did that Shura arrest you? Where did he arrest you?"
"It's okay, he just wants to humiliate Dugu Fengyun." Aoyue Yiren shook his head and was too lazy to answer his other questions again.
"Then your marriage with Tiansha Fengyun?"
"Having so much humiliation, do you think he will bring it up again?"
The hand of God was silent, indeed, he did not think that Tiansha Fengyun would bring up their marriage again. But that's okay, my sister doesn't need to be wronged anymore, and the things he worried about won't happen.
It's just her change ... Shura must have done something to her.
In the inner hall, a small figure heard their conversation in their ears. Aoyue Yiren's tone made his shallow eyebrows move again, and he went back to the chair again, holding the magic pen in his hand, and didn't come out to ask what happened.
With a flash of white light, the figure of the doomed hand slowly appeared in the hall, and the glory of his expression had completely disappeared, leaving only decadence and silence.
The hand of God sighed and walked over and patted his shoulder. "Is the family stable?"
The hand of Doom nodded, then looked at the hand of God and said, "Blood Emperor Shadow has disclosed a message before killing my brother. Maybe you will be interested."
"Oh? What news?"
"The purpose of his slaughter of our four great families in the past few years is only to lead you to the Duanmu family!" The hatred flashed in the eyes of Doom.
"What !?" The pupil of God's hand flinched sharply. Although he had doubts before that, he did not expect that his guesses had become a reality.
Interior room. Duanmuxiao's expression moved at the same time, and countless possibilities quickly turned in his mind. After a moment of contemplation, he swiped quickly on a piece of paper with a magic pen.
Shura, Blood Emperor Shadow Wind, strong, arrogant, lonely, arrogant, ignoring everything, aunt, Duanmu ... A few words are connected with countless irregular lines. Finally, he moved his hand to draw Shura and Blood Emperor The two names of wind are linked.
75%! A number was written above the line, and his sharp eyes revealed a wise light.
"Xiaoer, what are you padding?" The voice of God's hand petting came from behind.
"Hee hee, playing and drawing." The small hand naturally squeezed the paper in his hand, laughed, folded a square piece into the backpack, and beckoned him: "Mom is waiting for me, I will go to find my mother Oh. "
"Well, stay with your mother ..." The doting on the face of God's hand gradually disappeared as Duanmuxiao's offline, replaced by a lonely face and ... pain.
...
A small room full of luxury in simplicity, Duanmuxiao with a thoughtful look rising from the game cabin, thousands of thoughts in his brain moving at a high speed, a long time, his eyes moved, trotting out of the room, but not Looking for mother, and ran to the forbidden area of ​​Duanmu family.
Passing through all the defenses unhindered, he came to a somewhat dark room, filled with all kinds of extremely sophisticated high-end instruments, and several people were intently operating in it, seemingly unaware of his entry.
"Uncle Feiying!" Duan Muxiao ran to a tall man staring at the screen, shouting crisply.
Duanmu Feiying stunned, and quickly squatted down to make his head drop as much as possible: "Little master ... I don't know what young master has to say?"
Duanmu Feiying is one of the spy reporters that Duanmu family has cultivated since childhood. With his keen insight and analytical ability, he became the leader of Duanmu family intelligence organization, and was given the "Duanmu" surname by Duanmu family. In the world, he is also the leader of the most important intelligence organization in the field of the gods.
His ability is highly appreciated even by the current owner of the Duanmu family, and he is often praised. But he was in awe of this young master who was only three years old, and even surpassed the owner. Because no one knows this little master's terror analysis and inference ability better than him, he can often filter out thousands of possibilities from inconspicuous clues, and then hit the key.
"Uncle Feiying, I want to ask you something." In the face of his respect, Duanmuxiao didn't have the slightest gesture of arrogance, still a look of childishness: "Is the first beauty in Jinghua City called Feng Yao? Little aunt? "
Duanmu Feiying froze, wondering why he asked this question, and quickly answered: "Yes! This is recognized, does the young master want to see her picture?" Thinking of the first beauty of Jinghua who is three points more beautiful than the fairy, Rao He was also a little lost.
"No need ... I want to know, does this little aunt have a family?" Duanmuxiao continued to ask.
"Family?" Duanmu Feiying groaned for a while and stood up: "Master, please wait a moment, I'll check it immediately."
The ordinary hands fluttered on the complex keyboard like a phantom. He was confident that as long as he knew the name, all Huaxia ... even the world did not have information he could not find.
In just a few tens of seconds, he got the answer and bowed down and said, "She has a brother named Feng Xiao who dropped out of school four years ago. She usually seems to be at home, rarely goes out, does nothing, and is a very ordinary person. "
Feng Xiao! ?
"Okay, thank you Uncle Feiying ... By the way, I am not allowed to tell anyone about your question today! Dad and grandpa are not allowed to say it." Duanmu Xiao rushed out without worrying that he would not agree.
"Yes! I must not tell anyone."
Stepping out of the protective door, the innocence of his face disappeared instantly, and the complicated information circled in his mind, and countless possibilities emerged one by one.
Feng Xiao ... Feng Yao ...
The wind is happy!
Four years ago ... Blood Emperor Shadow Wind ...
The blood emperor's shadow only appears in Jinghua. If he is Shura, the sister of Shura must be in Jinghua. With the temperament and fairy posture of the dream of romantic wind, it is most likely the first beauty of Jinghua ... and the first beauty of Jinghua An older brother ... and their name ... and four years ago ...
Several forward and backward pushes, countless hypotheses and integrations, a conjecture was filtered out in his mind, and gradually formed!
Such a result greatly exceeded his own expectations. An originally imaginary and speculative guess was unexpectedly drawn by his interest to provoke the innumerable lines to confirm this guess.
"Brother Xiuluo, I was really worried about you just now, I almost jumped down ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The baby's tender hand was holding Feng Xiao's arm, and Shui Lingling's big eyes looked at him without blinking. .
Feng Xiao didn't speak, holding her hand slightly tightly. This simple yet naive worry and care made him feel tender and moved.
He will never let the baby be harmed, nor will he be reckless to die. If the Maple Leaf Gang didn't appear in time just now, he still has a winning ace-the prestige of the secret order! An army of 1,000 people of the same level can definitely save you from the danger.
But if it can both resolve the crisis and hide the forces, it is undoubtedly the best choice.
"Baby, it's almost here. The death volcano on the map is ahead."
Death volcano, the death zone that cuts off the contact between Tianlong Imperial City and the Vulcan Capital, is one of the few thousand years that can pass through safely. Presented in front of me is a red and bright world, and the more we move forward, the brighter the red.
At the moment of entering the death volcano, a burning sensation struck overwhelmingly.
"Brother Shura, do you feel so hot ..."
Just a few dozen steps forward, the baby's forehead was already covered with sweat beads, and the delicate little face became a little red. The petite body twisted because of the heat.
"Well, it's so hot, it's a dead volcano." Feng Xiao had already prepared for the heat, but he didn't expect to come so soon.
Measured from the distance on the map, at Xiaobai's speed, it takes at least six hours to pass through the dead volcano. Does it take six hours of extreme heat? Not to mention this is just the beginning.
-80, -80, -80 ...
Feng Xiao was surprised by the number that appeared on the baby's head. At the same time, he also found that the number -50 was constantly emerging on his head.
It was very hot a minute ago, and now even begins to consume life. Can the rest go?