"Am I destined to suffer here today?" Wang Teng really had ten thousand drafts of horses whizzing by in his heart.
He had survived countless storms and waves, but it would be really unacceptable if he died under a divine bird and became blood food.
boom!
But just when the claw was only about four or five meters away from Wang Teng's head, suddenly in the depths of the volcano, a terrifying and indescribably vast aura immediately erupted, like a hundred thousand volcanoes.
At the same time, the universe trembled like it collapsed, and the ends of the heaven and the earth were a fiery red, extremely gorgeous.
"It's Xuanzu's aura." Sensing this aura, the red divine bird's tone immediately added a hint of joy, and turned back to look.
It can be seen that on the sky deep in the volcano, there is a huge projection of a divine bird, like the supreme awakening among birds, with strong blood and mighty heaven and earth!
"cry!"
At the same time, not long after, a bird's song full of vicissitudes of life came from the depths of the volcano, seeming to be calling for something.
The red divine bird immediately stopped attacking, looked back, and looked a little hesitant. Finally, after hesitating for a long time, the summoning sound became more and more urgent.
It also had to temporarily put aside the killing of Wang Teng, turned around fiercely, and said to Wang Teng: "Boy, you are lucky today, I will spare your life for the time being, and don't let me see you again next time." After saying this, Chihong
The big bird flapped its wings and turned directly into a stream of light, flying into the depths of the volcano.
Not long after it left, the blockade of the void automatically collapsed, and Wang Teng finally regained his freedom.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Wang Teng couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead in shock. It really felt like he had walked out of hell, and his back was wet with sweat.
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Fortunately, something unexpected happened, otherwise he would have been really in trouble just now.
"What on earth is awakening deep in the volcano?" After taking a few deep breaths, Wang Teng calmed down, and then he couldn't help but cast his slightly frightened gaze into the depths of the volcano, narrowed his eyes, and murmured to himself.
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Even from a long distance, he could feel an overwhelming coercion emanating from it, causing a thick shadow to hang over his heart.
If he was too close and was noticed by that huge mountain-like shadow, a look would be enough to kill him.
The aura was so terrifying, it was really like the awakening of a sleeping supreme being.
"This volcano is very complicated. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time to avoid another accident." After Wang Teng looked at it for a long time, he saw that he couldn't see any way out, so he could only shake his head and suppress it.
Although he wanted to get closer and see what was going on in the depths, he could only endure it.
This little life of mine was a result of great luck and frugality. It would be such an injustice if something unexpected happened again and it was thrown away.
Thinking of this, Wang Teng stopped hesitating, looked back in the direction, pursed his lips, shook his head and sighed, then turned into a stream of light and flew away far away.
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The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the light of dawn poured into the room.
Zhenghe just woke up from his meditation, washed up briefly in the room, and then opened the door.
Opposite his room was actually Wang Teng's room. Thinking of Wang Teng being chased by Hua Wuming last night and leaving the Withered Flower City without knowing whether he was alive or dead, Zhenghe couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.
Facing Wang Teng's room, he clasped his hands and said with a sad expression: "Donor Wang Teng, I hope you will have good luck and successfully escape this disaster."
If Wang Teng really broke the bad news, and it happened with him, he would really have no shame in going back and explaining to the guardian.
However, although he said "hope", he knew clearly in his heart that this was just an extravagant wish.
Being chased by a hero with Hua Wuming's strength, Wang Teng's chance of escaping is almost zero, so Wang Teng is now 90% likely to have fallen into the clutches of the devil.
"If Hua Wuming does not kill you immediately, but chooses to punish you together with Wu Qingcheng on the birthday of Our Lady of Lihua, by then, I will definitely find a way to save you." Zhenghe recited the Buddha's name,
Facing Wang Teng's room, I couldn't help but bend down.
"Squeak!"
However, just when he bent down, he heard a sound of opening the door that was originally closed.
Then a very familiar young voice sounded.
"Good morning, Master!"
Hearing this voice, Zhenghe was stunned on the spot as if struck by five thunders. After a long while, he slowly raised his head and looked at the man who appeared out of thin air in front of him with disbelieving eyes.
The man had a resolute face and deep eyes, and he was looking at him with a soft smile.
Who is this person if not Wang Teng?
"Donor Wang Teng, you..." Zhenghe was stunned for a long time before he spoke with some difficulty, his expression still full of confusion.
Wasn't he being chased by Hua Wuming?
Why did he reappear in the room so early in the morning?
Wang Teng stretched and pulled Zhenghe downstairs.
During the meal, he told Zhenghe what happened yesterday, and Zhenghe couldn't help but smack his tongue and praised Wang Teng as a man of good fortune.
Breakfast is just some soy milk, steamed buns, and fried dough sticks. It's very simple, but very delicious.
Wang Teng and Zhenghe were in the lobby on the second floor, eating with gusto. Perhaps it was because they almost said goodbye yesterday, and they were both in a very comfortable mood.
"By the way, the red divine bird you met yesterday may be the legendary Suzaku tribe." Zhenghe frowned and pondered for a while before saying.
"Suzaku tribe?" Wang Teng heard this and almost spit out the fried dough sticks he had just eaten.
This is a famous clan of mythical beasts, as famous as your dragon clan, unicorn, and phoenix.
"Well, compared with other mythical beast races, the Suzaku tribe is more mysterious, because the members of this race have always lived in the fire in the center of the earth thousands of feet underground, wandering in the deepest part of the earth's soil. There is no definite trace. Ordinary people
It's almost impossible to see them."
Zhenghe nodded. As a disciple of Buddhism, he naturally has much more information than ordinary people.
Even the Suzaku tribe’s Buddhism has certain records.
"The big bird said that Grandma Que eight thousand years ago is his ancestor. In fact, Grandma Que is a member of the Suzaku tribe. This has always been a secret. Few people on the mainland know about it. This is what my Buddhist predecessors left behind.
What the manuscript says is absolutely true, and based on this alone, there is no doubt that the big red bird must be from the Suzaku tribe."
In addition, in that volcano, I have never heard of any extremely powerful and ferocious birds coming and going. It is very strange that a master of the same level as a big red bird suddenly appears.
Only the Suzaku tribe's world, which lives under the center of the earth, is ethereal and has no fixed place, and can appear silently.
