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When Ming saw the cluster of flames, his pupils shook suddenly, and he was so frightened that he turned into a big vermilion bird as tall as a person with a "bang", and said in a voiceless voice: "Old, ancestor! Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in the clan?" Is it closed in the ground?"

That's right, this small fingertip-sized flame is exactly Xiefeng's incarnation of Lihuo.He said this morning that he was going to retreat and that no one was allowed to disturb him, otherwise he would bear the consequences.Naruhara thought his hard days were over, wept with joy and came to the Hongying Temple to attend the meeting, but he still did not escape the clutches of the demon.

After hearing Ming's words, Huomiao twisted twice in the air, drew a dazzling red light and then disappeared in place, replaced by a tall man.

The man's beauty like a sea of ​​flowers burning like a fire is enough to make any woman in the world feel ashamed; the long bright red hair is curly and fluffy, like red clouds flowing into the sky; the drooping eyes seem to be tender, but the flame and unruliness in the golden light make people feel ashamed. Not daring to raise his head to look at him, he could only lower his head under the peripheral light of his golden eyes.

Although the status of the Twelve Gods is higher than that of Que Zu, but because Que Zu is old, powerful and violent, no matter what generation the Twelve Gods are willing to have disputes with him, only after the other party makes a big mistake At that time, they joined forces to suppress it and let it rise from the ashes.For the rest of the time, the Twelve Gods sat on equal footing with Que Zu, and even showed courtesy to Que Zu, lest the other party be in a bad mood and cause some trouble.

Now when they see Quezu appearing, they all treat it as a meeting with the courtesy of peers.However, Xie Fengli ignored them, went straight to the top seat and sat down, leaned on the handrail and said, "What are you guys doing here?"

That seat was originally reserved for the "ancestor", and now that he was sitting, someone wanted to remind him.

However, Ming turned back into a human form to block it first, and respectfully said to Xiefeng: "Didn't the ancestor retreat this morning, why did he come here?"

Xiefeng glanced at him: "Do I have to report to you when I leave the customs?"

Ming shook his head and laughed: "That's not what I mean, I'm just curious why the ancestor retreated for such a short time, which made me a little unprepared..."

"What are you guarding against me?" Xiefeng raised his eyebrows, "You are guarding against me, are you planning to expel me from the land of the Suzaku clan?"

Ming's stomach throbbed after being beaten up by him, and he only hated himself for talking too much, why did he rush to scold him.He wanted to cry but shook his head: "I didn't mean that...it's just..."

Seeing that he was choked, Hui took up the topic: "We are discussing matters related to our ancestors. I don't know why Quezu came here, but you want to make suggestions with us?"

In fact, Fangcai Xiefeng had already heard what they were discussing, and knew that they were all doubting the identity of the god statue, but he still pretended to say: "What is the plan?"

Hui explained all the doubts in everyone's mind, and then added: "I wonder what Que Zu thinks about our plan?"

The corner of Xiefeng's mouth rose, and he sneered: "Not at all."

"I wonder what Quezu's opinion is?" Hui was known for his good temper, he didn't care about Xiefeng's arrogance at all, and asked humbly.

However, Xiefeng didn't intend to give him any plan, but knocked on the handrail and said firmly: "That ancestor has no problem."

He scanned the whole situation with deep eyes, saw that Hui frowned slightly as if he was about to speak, so he said straight away: "The only person who has contacted the ancestors is me, and my judgment is far more reliable than any comparison of souls. Don't you believe it? "

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that the words were reasonable, but felt that something was wrong.

But no matter how Que Zu was in the same heart as Gu Yu Hongying, no matter how he could ignore Gu Yu, what he said should not be false.

However, Cheng disagrees. After all, Xiefeng has been reborn many times, and his memory has long been blurred. How can he be 100% sure that the "ancestor" is true or false?She felt that it was more reliable to rely on the soul breath left by the ancestors for comparison.

So she directly expressed her point of view, with a transparent skin and flesh shining brightly: "Ancestor Que, I don't think this matter should be decided rashly. It is better to confirm it again through the breath of the soul. After all, the identity of the ancestor is unusual, and it will give Gu Yu Even the Three Thousand Realms will have a huge impact..."

However, before he finished speaking, Xiefeng roughly interrupted: "Enough! I don't want to say it a second time!"

He stood up from the seat, with a low and tyrannical aura sweeping through the wind whistling, and fire lotuses bloomed out of thin air, jumping and distorting the space with scorching heat, and forced everyone back half a step with his suppressed anger.

Lihuo is the first flame of heaven and earth. It was born together with Quezu.

Whenever Li Huo gets involved, even a flame as thick as a hair can burn a person and their soul into nothingness in an instant.

The twelve gods may not be afraid of Xiefeng, but they must be afraid of Lihuo under his control.

Cheng pursed his lips, his white teeth turned his lips into white, his brows were full of resentment.Seeing this, Hui hurriedly comforted her through sound transmission, telling her not to act rashly: "We can verify it later, and we will follow Que Zu for now."

"I think he's very strange." Cheng lowered his head and let the shattered hair on his forehead hide his eyes. "When did he meet the ancestor? We didn't tell him about it."

"Someone must have accidentally leaked the news..." Hui said that he didn't believe it.After all, only the Seventh Generation Twelve Gods and the two Eighth Generation Nobility candidates knew about this matter, neither of them was the one with a broken mouth, so how could it be possible to leak the news.

Cheng also thought the same way, she looked at her golden hand bones and said: "I think this ancestor came here strangely, maybe it has something to do with him."

Hui pondered for a while and replied: "Let's discuss in private, let's deal with the immediate issue first."

Cheng knew that now was not the time to be impatient, so he closed his eyes and agreed.

After a while, Xiefeng looked coldly at the silence of the crowd, and finally said: "He, there is no problem!" After speaking, he sat back on the upper seat, leaned back in the chair, his face sank like water.

But the fire lotus around him did not show any signs of shrinking and disappearing. The swaying and floating in the hot wind made everyone feel uneasy, and they couldn't return to their seats, so they had to stand in the lower position, like a courtier meeting the king.

Xiefeng has long been used to being looked up at, so naturally he didn't find it strange. He rested his head on one hand and looked at the flames jumping from his fingertips, and his eyes were empty, thinking how he could excuse that person on a whim.Obviously he has been threatening the other party to tell the Twelve Gods of doubts, but why did he cover up for him when it came to reality?

Xiefeng's golden eyes reflected the leaping dexterous flames, but his mind was so far away from the shallow kiss in the water three days ago.

The soft and slightly cold touch on his lips made him unforgettable. Even when he opened his mouth, he felt that the touch of the wind possessed the cold breath of the other party. Heart filled.

Xiefeng didn't know what was wrong with him, he only knew that he didn't want to see the other party being embarrassed.

When seeing that "ancestor" kneeling on the ground because of his rudeness today, Xiefeng even felt his heart skip a beat, as if he had suddenly fallen into the abyss for a moment.Although he soon returned to normal, the moment of weightlessness made him unable to forget, and he even had a faint feeling of fear.

God knows, Gu Yu Quezu has been lawless for so long, but he has never had the emotion of "fear".

But that "plop" kneeling made him really experience that strange emotion, and it made him never want to experience it again.

Just when the air in the temple was hot and the atmosphere was tense, the sound of orderly and light footsteps came from the stone steps outside the temple. The sound was not loud but implied a rhythm, like drums stepping on the hearts of everyone, a little bit to raise their hearts.

Hui and Cheng looked at each other and walked out of the hall together, followed by Ming and Sheng in the second team, and the rest walked side by side in the third team.

This way of walking also shows the distance and status of the seven generations of nobles.

Although the twelve gods are all centered on the nobleman of Tianyi, because the close people of each generation of nobles are different, the status of the eleven gods in each generation is slightly different.

For example, the seven-generation nobleman Hui has the best relationship with Sky Cheng, followed by Liuhe Sheng and Suzaku Ming, so only Cheng can stand side by side with him, Sheng and Ming are behind, and the last ones are the rest.

Xiefeng didn't have any interest in their so-called hierarchies, but he still looked up to the outside of the hall, expecting the sound of footsteps getting closer.

The Hongying Temple is not pure white gold like the Jingu Palace, but a magnificent red beam and golden building, like a royal palace above a fairyland, majestic and majestic, it has the air of a king.

At this moment, the door of the palace was wide open, and the outside sun poured in, shining brightly on the immortals, birds and beasts on the beams and pillars, shining on the eyes inlaid with gemstones as if they were infused with life, making them almost want to leave the intertwined beams and pillars, and soar into the clouds.

The shadow against the light outside the hall climbed up the steps, trembling slightly with the rhythm of the footsteps.

There were figures one after another, but the chariot sedan was still missing. Xiefeng couldn't help feeling a little anxious, and straightened up from the chair and looked down.But he also knew that he couldn't be too obvious, otherwise he would expose his thoughts.He could only sit on the chair and look at the figure with a haughty expression.

Soon, the sedan chair climbed up layer by layer and appeared in the sight of everyone.Inside the layers of clanging pearl curtains, a young man in white sat upright in the sedan chair, his figure looming.

But as the chariot and sedan chair swayed slightly, golden light leaked from his eyes, passing through the bead curtain and sweeping across the faces of the twelve gods, and finally fixed on the high position in the hall.

And Xiefeng, who was above the high position, also looked at him, his eyes were full of surprise and interest.

He was surprised that the young man got used to the pain so quickly, sitting on the sedan chair like a normal person without leaving any flaws, and he was also interested in the natural arrogance and nobility around the young man.

Proud and natural, noble and unparalleled.

The young man seemed to be the ancestor of Hongying, the first nobleman of Tianyi, who looked down on the common people, his eyebrows, eyes and eyelashes were full of indifference.

Hui looked into the eyes of the young Canjin Xingyun, and agreed with Xiefeng's words almost instantly—this person must be the ancestor!

Cheng also doubted his persistence for a moment, and was a little hesitant.

Only Lin Yu'an himself knew that being watched by a group of spiritual cultivators, the unconscious oppressive atmosphere had already made him nervous to the breaking point, and he might collapse at any time.

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