Legend of the Asura

Tian Sha Fengyun smiled gently, his eyes glanced at the wind and turned away. Instead of getting the slightest price today, more than 300 of our men have been downgraded, and a fairy scroll has been wasted.

“Brother, Brother Fengyun is still so happy.” Maple Leaf sighed. Their family and the Tiansha Gang had a good relationship. He and Tiansha Fengyun were also brotherly and well connected.

Maple leaves frowned and didn't speak.

“This Tiansha wind cloud is not simple. Not only did it erase its disadvantage without traces, but it also sold the Maple Leaf Gang a favor, without causing a contradiction between the two gangs.” The wind shook its head and called Xiaobai.

“Maple Leaf Gang, I have recorded your affection. He will pay it back! ”

“Brother Shuro, don't say that, it should, it should.” By idol, Maple Leaf Lan laughed with some embarrassment.

“Oh, let's say we Maple Leafs repay the favor of building a token.” Maple leaves smiled peacefully.

Little White's figure slowly disappeared into the sky, and Shura's echoes could no longer be heard.

“Let's go. It's time to invite Brother Fengyun to the house as a guest.” He was excited to sell Shura a huge favor this time without spending a single soldier.

The three little girls in the lobby were finally relieved.

“Great, it's finally okay. ”

“The big bad guy left without greeting us. ”

“Whatever he is, let's keep playing...”

General Hall of the Divine Realm.

God's hand had just heard from his men and frowned. Shura showed up, but the sister still hasn't heard from him. What the hell did he do to her?

The Awful Moon Yiren walked in, and the footsteps slowly became slightly heavier and heavier, and the smell of the body became even colder.

God's hand stood up and walked to the Awful Moon Yiren: "Yieh, how could I not reach you? Why did that Shura arrest you? Where did he get you? ”

“Nothing, he just wanted to humiliate the lonely wind.” The proud Moon Yiren shook his head and was too lazy to answer his other questions again.

“What about your marriage to Tian Sha Fengyun? ”

“With all that humiliation, do you think he'll bring it up again? ”

God's Hand implicitly, indeed, did not think that Skylark would bring up their marriage again. But that's fine, and your sister doesn't have to be grieved anymore, and what he fears won't happen.

It's just that she's changed… Shura must have done something to her.

In the inner hall, a little figure will hear their conversation in their ears. The tone of the Awful Moon Yiren moved his shallow eyebrows for a second, and he made it back to the chair, holding the magic pen in his hand, and didn't come out to ask the exact question.

The white light flashed, and the figure of the hand of the end slowly appeared in the lobby. His gaze had completely disappeared, leaving nothing but decadence and silence.

God's hand sighed and walked over to pat him on the shoulder, "Has the family stabilized? ”

The hand of the end nodded, then looked at the hand of God and said: "Blood Emperor Shadow Wind revealed a message before he killed my brother, and you might be interested. ”

“Oh, what news? ”

“The purpose of his massacre of our four great families over the years is only to bring you into the world of wood!” The hatred in the hands of the end flashed by.

“What!?” The eyes of God's hand shrank sharply, and although he had vaguely doubted before, he did not expect his speculation to become a reality.

The inner chamber. The look on the wooden roller moved simultaneously, and there were countless possibilities for him to spin rapidly in his head, and after a moment of meditation, he quickly scratched up on a piece of paper with a magic pen.

Shu Luo, Blood Shadow Wind, mighty, arrogant, solo, arrogant, ignorant, aunt, end wood... There were countless irregular lines between the words, and finally he moved his little hand to connect Shu Luo with Blood Shadow Wind.

75%! A number he wrote above the connection revealed a brilliant light.

“Roll, what are you rowing?” The sound of God's hand drowning comes from behind.

“Hee-hee, playing with paintings.” My little hand naturally pinched the paper in my hand, laughed, folded into a square and put it in my backpack, and waved to him: “Mom's waiting for me, I'm going to go find Mom. ”

“Well, spend more time with your mother...” The drowning on the face of God's hand gradually disappeared as the end of the wooden roll went down, replacing the loneliness and... pain of a face.

……

A simple, luxurious little room, with a contemplative edge of the wooden roller, stood from the game cabin, thousands of thoughts spinning rapidly in his mind, for a long time, his eyes moved, little ran out of the room, but not to find his mother, and ran to the forbidden land of the terminal wood family.

Unobstructed through a defense, he came to a somewhat dark room, filled with all sorts of sophisticated, high-end instruments, where several people concentrated on the operation of God and seemed unaware of his entry.

“Uncle Flying Eagle!” Running up to a tall man staring at the screen, crisp shouting.

Dropping the wooden eagle, he quickly squatted down and drowned his head as much as possible: “Young Master... don't know what Young Master has to say? ”

Dragonwood Eagle is one of the spies that the Dragonwood family has been cultivating since childhood. With his acute insight and analytical skills, he became the head of Dragonwood Intelligence Organization and was given the name "Dragonwood” by the Dragonwood family. In the "Return" world, he is also the head of the most important intelligence organization in the "Goddess Realm”.

His abilities are greatly appreciated, often praised, even by the current owners of the Takishi family. But he was fearful of this young master, only three years old, and even surpassed the head of the family. Because no one understands the young master's horrible analytical inference better than he does, he tends to filter thousands of possibilities from the blind traces of the spider, and then hits the point.

“Uncle Flying Eagle, I want to ask you something.” In the face of his respect, Tamchi did not have a slightly cheerful attitude, but still had a naive face: “Isn't the first beautiful woman in Jinghua City a little aunt named Fengyao? ”

Tamwood Flying Eagle stunned, some strange why he asked the question, hurriedly answering: "Yes! This is accepted. Would the young master like to see a picture of her?” When I think of the first beauty of Jinghua, who is three points prettier than a cactus, forgive him, but he is also a little faint.

“No… I want to know if this little aunt has any family?” Continuing to ask.

“Family?” The Tamwood Eagle sighed for a moment and stood up: “Young Master, please wait a moment, I'll check it out right away. ”

Flat hands dancing on complicated keyboards like a phantom, he was confident that if he knew the name, Allahua Xia... there was no information he could not even trace around the world.

In just a few dozen seconds, he got the answer and bowed down and said, "She has a brother named Fugitive, who dropped out of school four years ago, usually seems to be at home, rarely goes out, does nothing, is a very ordinary person. ”

The wind!?

“Ok, thank you Uncle Flying Eagle... by the way, don't tell anyone what I asked you today! Dad and Grandpa are not allowed to talk.” I couldn't wait to rush out without worrying that he would refuse.

“Yes! I will not tell anyone. ”

Stepping out of the protective door, the naivety of his face instantly disappeared, and the mess circled in his head, with countless possibilities.

Wind... Wind Yao...

The wind is running away!

Four years ago... Blood Emperor Shadow Wind...

Blood Emperor Shadow Wind only comes from Jinghua, if he is Shuro, Shuro's sister must be in Jinghua, with the temperament and fairy figure of love wind Yao dream, most likely the first beauty of Jinghua... and Jinghua's first beauty really has a brother... and their name... four years ago...

Several positive and reverse pushes, countless hypotheses and integrations, a guess filtered out of his brain, gradually shaped!

Such a result greatly surpassed his own expectations, an otherwise vain, merely speculative speculation, which, prompted by his interest, unexpectedly resulted in a myriad of lines confirming this speculation.

“Brother Shuro, I was really worried about you, I almost jumped.” The baby's tender little hand grabbed the swept arm and the big eyes of the Spirit looked at him without blinking.

The wind did not speak and held her hand slightly tight. This simple and naive fear and care overwhelmed him with gentle emotion.

He will never let his baby get hurt, let alone die recklessly, and if the Maple Leaf Gang doesn't show up in time, he still has a must-win ace - the prestige of a secret order! An army of 1,000 people of his rank will definitely ease the risk.

But it is undoubtedly the best option if it solves the crisis and conceals power.

“Baby, we're almost there. There's the Death Volcano on the map. ”

Death Volcano, the death zone that separates the Emperor City of Tianlong from the Fire God's Capital, has been one of the last in a thousand years to pass safely. What is before us is a bright red world, and the further ahead, the brighter the red.

At the moment of entering the volcano of death, a burning sensation swept through the earth.

“Brother Shuro, do you feel so hot...”

Just a few dozen steps forward, the baby's forehead is already covered with sweat beads and the delicate little face becomes a little reddish. The tiny body is also twisting with anxiety because of the heat.

“Well, it's so hot, it's a volcano of death.” The wind was ready to go through the heat long ago, but I just didn't expect to get here so soon.

It takes at least six hours, measured by the distance on the map, to cross the Death Volcano at White's speed. Besides, this is just the beginning.

- 80, - 80, - 80...

The number that came up on the baby's head was a shock to the wind, and he also found himself constantly coming up with a number of -50.

A minute ago it was just hot, and now it's even losing its life. Can you walk in the back?