Legend of the Asura

Tiansha Fengyun smiled gently, glanced at Feng Xiao with a sinister look, turned and left. Not only didn't they get the slightest advantage today, but more than 300 subordinates were downgraded, and a fairy-level scroll was wasted.

"Brother, Brother Fengyun is still so straightforward." Maple Leaf Kuanglan sighed, their family has a good relationship with the Tiansha Gang, and he and Tiansha Fengyun are also brothers, and the relationship is very good.

Feng Ye Haoran frowned, but did not speak.

"This Tiansha situation is not simple. It not only erased its disadvantaged situation without any trace, but also sold a favor from the Maple Leaf Gang, and at the same time, it will not cause conflicts between the two gangs." Feng Xiao shook his head and called Xiaobai. .

"Maple Leaf Gang, I, Asura, have recorded your kindness, and I will definitely repay it in the future!"

"Brother Shura, don't say that, you should, you should." Feng Ye Kuanglan laughed a little embarrassedly when the idol said this.

"Hehe, let's regard it as our Maple Leaf Gang repaying the kindness of the gang establishment token." Feng Ye Haoran said with a peaceful smile.

Xiaobai's figure slowly disappeared into the sky, and Shura's echo could no longer be heard.

"Let's go, it's time to invite Brother Fengyun to our house as a guest." This time he sold Shura a big favor without a single soldier, and he was still very excited.

The three little girls in the hall finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, it's finally all right."

"The big bad guy left without saying hello to us."

"Don't care about him, let's continue playing..."

The main hall of the realm of the gods.

The Hand of God frowned just after hearing the report from his subordinates. Shura appeared, but there was still no news about my sister. What did he do to her?

Aoyue Yiren walked in, her footsteps were slow but slightly heavy, and her aura became even colder.

The Hand of God suddenly stood up and walked to Aoyue Yiren: "Yiyi, why couldn't I contact you just now? Why did that Shura arrest you? Where did he arrest you?"

"It's nothing, he just wanted to humiliate Dugu Fengyun." Aoyue Yiren shook her head, and didn't bother to answer his other questions again.

"Then your marriage to Tiansha Fengyun?"

"After being so humiliated, do you think he will bring it up again?"

The hand of God was silent, indeed, he didn't think Tiansha Fengyun would bring up their marriage again. But that's good, my sister doesn't have 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 conversations in their ears. Aoyue Yiren's tone made him twitch his eyebrows slightly, and he sat back on the chair again, fiddling with 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 Hand of Doom slowly appeared in the hall. The high spirits in his expression had completely disappeared, leaving only decadence and silence.

The Hand of God sighed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Is the family stable?"

The Hand of Doom nodded, then looked at the Hand of God and said, "The Blood Emperor Shadowwind revealed a piece of news before killing my brother, maybe you will be interested."

"Oh? What news?"

"His purpose of slaughtering our four great families in the past few years is only to attract your Duanmu family!" The hatred in the eyes of the Doomsday Hand flashed.

"What!?" The pupils of the God's hand suddenly shrank. Although he had vaguely doubted it before, he didn't expect his guess to become a reality.

inner room. Duanmuxiao's expression moved at the same time, and countless possibilities swirled in his mind. After contemplating for a while, he quickly drew on a piece of paper with a magic pen.

Shura, Blood Emperor Shadow Style, Powerful, Aloof, Lonely, Arrogant, Ignoring Everything, Aunt, Duanmu... Countless irregular horizontal lines were connected between these few words. Finally, he moved his little hand to hold Shura and Blood Emperor Shadow The two names of wind are connected.

75%! A number was written above the line by him, and his extremely sharp eyes revealed a light of wisdom.

"Xiao'er, what are you scratching?" The doting voice of God's hand came from behind.

"Hee hee, I'm drawing and playing." The little hand pinched the paper in his hand naturally, laughed, folded it into a square piece and put it in the backpack, then waved to him: "Mom is waiting for me, I'll go find my mother oh."

"Well, spend more time with your mother..." The doting on the face of God's Hand gradually disappeared with Duan Muxiao's offline, replaced by a face of loneliness and...pain.

...

In a simple but luxurious small room, Duanmu Xiao stood up from the game cabin with a pensive face. Thousands of thoughts were spinning in his mind. After a long time, he moved his eyes and trotted out of the room, but did not go Looking for mother, and ran to the forbidden area of ​​Duanmu's house.

Unimpededly passing through the defenses, he came to a somewhat dark room, which was filled with all kinds of extremely complicated and high-end instruments. Several people were concentrating on operating them, and seemed oblivious to his entry.

"Uncle Feiying!" Duanmu Xiao ran up to a tall man who was staring at the screen, and shouted crisply.

Duanmu Feiying was taken aback, and quickly squatted down to lower his head as much as possible: "Young master... I don't know what orders the young master has?"

Duanmu Feiying is one of the spies trained by the Duanmu family since childhood. With his keen insight and analytical ability, he became the leader of the Duanmu family's intelligence organization, and was given the surname "Duanmu" by the Duanmu family. In "Reincarnation" In the world, he is also the leader of the most important intelligence organization in the "Field of the Gods".

Even the current patriarch of the Duanmu family appreciates his ability very much, and often praises him endlessly. But he is in awe of this young master who is only three years old, and even pretends to be the head of the family. Because no one knows this young master's terrifying analysis and deduction ability better than him, he can often filter thousands of possibilities from inconspicuous clues, and then hit the vital point directly.

"Uncle Feiying, I want to ask you something." Facing his respect, Duanmuxiao did not show the slightest domineering attitude, and still had a childish look on his face: "Is the number one beauty in Jinghua City a girl named Fengyao?" Auntie?"

Duanmu Feiying was taken aback, wondering why he asked this question, and quickly replied: "Yes! This is recognized, do you want to see her photo?" Thinking of the number one beauty in Jinghua who is three points more beautiful than a fairy, Rao Yes, he was also a little lost.

"No need... I want to know, does this little aunt have any family members?" Duanmu Xiao continued to ask.

"Family?" Duanmu Feiying pondered for a while, then stood up: "Young master, please wait a moment, I will check right away."

His ordinary hands fluttered over the complex keyboard like phantoms, and he was confident that as long as he knew the name, there would be no information in China...or even the whole world that he could not find.

In just tens of seconds, he got the answer, bowed and said: "She has an elder brother named Feng Xiao, who dropped out of school four years ago, and usually seems to stay at home, rarely going out, doing nothing, he is a very ordinary person. "

Windy! ?

"Understood, thank you, Uncle Feiying... By the way, you are not allowed to tell others about what I asked you today! Dad and grandpa are not allowed to tell." Duanmu Xiao rushed out impatiently, not at all worried that he would not agree.

"Yes! I must not tell anyone."

After stepping out of the protective door, the childish look on his face disappeared instantly, 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 Yingfeng only haunts Jinghua. If he is Shura, Shura's sister must be in Jinghua. With the temperament and fairy appearance of Lianfengyaomeng, she is very likely to be the number one beauty in Jinghua... and the number one beauty in Jinghua really has A brother...and their names...and 4 years ago...

Several times of forward and reverse deduction, countless assumptions and integrations, a conjecture was filtered out in his mind and gradually took shape!

Such a result greatly exceeded his expectations. A conjecture that was originally illusory and just a guess, under the impetus of his interest, unexpectedly came up with thousands of threads to confirm this conjecture.

"Brother Xiu Luo, I was really worried about you just now, I almost jumped off." Bao Bao's tender little hands grabbed Feng Xiao's arm, and looked at him with big watery eyes without blinking.

Feng Xiao didn't say anything, but held her hand slightly tighter. This kind of simple and innocent worry and care made him tender and moved.

He will definitely not let the baby get hurt, let alone die recklessly. If the Maple Leaf Gang didn't show up in time just now, he still has a trump card that must win - the prestige of secret orders! An army composed of 1,000 people of the same level as himself can definitely save the day with ease.

But if it can resolve the crisis and hide the power, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Baby, we're almost here. In front of us is the dead volcano mentioned on the map."

Death Volcano, the death zone that separates the Tianlong Imperial City from the Vulcan Capital, can be safely passed through only a handful of thousands of years. What is presented in front of him is a bright red world, and the further he advances, the brighter the red.

At the moment of stepping into the dead volcano, a scorching hot sensation hits the sky and cover the sky.

"Brother Shura, do you feel so hot..."

After only a few dozen steps forward, the baby's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his delicate face became a little red. The petite body also writhed because of the heat and restlessness.

"Well, it's so hot, as expected of a dead volcano." Feng Xiao had already prepared to endure the heat, but he didn't expect to arrive so soon.

Calculated according to the distance on the map, at Xiaobai's speed, it would take at least six hours to cross the dead volcano. Could it be that he had to endure the scorching heat for six hours? What's more, this is just the beginning.

-8o, -8o, -8o...

The numbers that popped out of the baby's head surprised Feng Xiao, and at the same time, he also found that the numbers -5o kept popping up from his head.

It was just extremely hot a minute ago, and now it is even starting to consume life, can the rest still go?

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