Honghuang on the tip of the tongue

There is news that a team led by an evolutionary beast is attacking Kunlun Mountain in a mighty manner.

Needless to say, the horror of evolutionary berserk beasts, they have the crazy power of ordinary berserk beasts, but they have more thinking ability than berserk beasts, can distinguish the opponent's strategy and give appropriate counterattacks, unlike ordinary berserk beasts, It is purely a sea of ​​beasts tactics, relying entirely on hand-to-hand combat.

Generally speaking, when encountering the team of the evolution beast, it is led by the core figures of the second or third generation disciples of Chanjiao.

But this time Yuanshi personally ordered that the fourth generation of disciples be fully responsible for this matter, the reason is to give these younger generations who are gradually full-fledged the opportunity to exercise.

This excited the fourth-generation disciples to the core. Since there were second- and third-generation disciples on top, they rarely had the opportunity to stand out like this. They thought they must perform well and try to let the teachers see their strength.

The team leaders this time were selected by the four generations of disciples themselves, and finally three famous disciples were selected to lead the team to resist the beast tide from three directions.

When Fei Yi learned about this from his junior, he only let out a sneer from his throat, and continued to fiddle with the pile of firewood in front of him with a branch, his expression indifferent.

The younger brother was so anxious that he stomped his feet and said, "My senior brother, what time is this, why are you still grilling fish here? If you don't act, others will steal the limelight!"

There was a flash of coldness in Fei Yi's eyes, and then it was replaced by a nonchalant smile.

"So what?" He took off the grilled fish on the fire, tasted it, felt that it was still almost cooked, and put it back on for grilling.

He said nonchalantly, "Even if I go, will they choose me?"

"This..." The younger brother was at a loss for words, he naturally knew that Fei Yi had been pushed to the forefront of the storm recently, and said anxiously, "Those are all nonsense! Every time you encounter a berserk beast, you will rush to the front, brother. The strength has come to today."

This junior is also a member of the southbound team. He is very clear about Fei Yi's every move on the road, and he is full of admiration for Fei Yi from the bottom of his heart. Although Fei Yi is currently being criticized, he is firmly on the side of his senior.

Fei Yi let out a "tsk", simply dropped the branch, put his hands behind his head, and leaned against it lightly, swaying back and forth, with a carefree look.

The younger brother bit his lip and couldn't help but said, "But senior brother, are you really willing?"

There was a pause in the shaking of the flying wings.

***

In the main hall of Yuxu Palace, Jinxian and several third-generation disciples surrounded the water mirror.

I saw that the picture displayed by the "mirror" was divided into three parts, corresponding to three scenes, forest, riverside, and plain.

In the forest on the left, two groups of people are fighting fiercely. The magic light balls are thrown all over the sky. The fighting sides use trees as barriers to attack. .

The picture in the middle is similar to that on the left, except that the forest in the middle has turned into a big river, and people are constantly being hit and falling into the river, screaming and being washed away by the rushing water.

On the plain on the right, the scene was even more horrible.Since there was no shelter, a group of Chanjiao disciples screamed and ran as fast as they could, dragging a large group of berserk beasts behind them.

……

The hall was quiet, everyone had an expression that they couldn't bear to see, and a few people even covered their faces with their hands silently, feeling hopeless—the leader on the screen was their disciples and grandchildren.

"What do you guys think?" Yuan Shi broke the silence, his tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any emotion or anger.

But the people present knew very well that his mood was definitely not good, otherwise he would not have specially called them here to watch this "performance".

After a long while, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun spoke first, shaking his head, half-sighing: "These young people are still weak."

The young general in charge of leading the team on the middle screen is his disciple. When he heard that he was selected as the team leader, Manjusri was quite happy. Who would have thought that this disciple's performance would be so unbearable on the battlefield.

"What a bunch of trash." Nezha snorted coldly, was pulled by Taiyi forcefully, curled his lips, and rolled his eyes.

He thought to himself, if he were to lead the team, such a shameful situation would definitely not happen.I don't know what the master is thinking, why let these four generations of disciples come to guard the ring?Obviously, he alone can beat those wild beasts to the ground!

While speaking, the situation on the screen further deteriorated.

The tide of beasts broke through the jungle and the big river, causing the Chanjiao army, which was barely evenly matched with the wild beasts, to be defeated and had to retreat, almost to the point of complete defeat.

"Master, do you want to send someone to support them?" Huang Long asked nervously.

As soon as this remark came out, many people raised their hearts.

It's all right to scold, but after all, they are my disciples and grandchildren. If something really happens, they will feel distressed.

After all, it is an old tradition to explain and teach.

Unexpectedly, Yuanshi shook his head slightly, and his thin lips spit out a monosyllable: "Wait."

What are you waiting for?If they wait any longer, I'm afraid they will collect the corpses of their disciples and grandchildren!

Everyone was dazed and uneasy, but no one dared to violate Yuan Shi's words, so they had to wait anxiously again.

"What's that?" Huang Tianhua exclaimed suddenly, tremblingly pointing to the far right of the screen, his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and found a small black dot farther away in the screen, and it was speeding towards the location of the melee.

"Strange, haven't we sent reinforcements yet?" Someone murmured.

Soon someone recognized the identity of the leader: "It's that kid Fei Yi."

The people present were no strangers to Fei Yi. Recently, he followed Yuan Shi's side in various battles and accumulated rich experience. He was regarded as the best among the four generations of disciples.Several times, when everyone deployed a strategy against the beast horde, they would call Fei Yi to participate in the discussion.

"By the way, speaking of it, it seems that Fei Yi has never been seen this time, so I'll just say something weird." Huang Long wondered.

"Isn't it? I thought this kid didn't plan to participate in this encirclement and suppression activity."

Rong Ze listened quietly to everyone's discussion, his gaze fell on the right side of the Shuiguang mirror.

Fei Yi led the brothers who had traveled south together before to appear suddenly, catching the group of berserk beasts by surprise.

The situation on the field quickly reversed. The four generations of disciples who had been chased and beaten turned around and beat all the beasts, and soon broke up the herd of beasts. Smelly black blood flowed all over the place.

In less than a stick of incense, the berserk beast was wiped out.

"Beautiful!" Nezha jumped up excitedly, thinking that the four generations of disciples were not all trash.

A faint smile appeared in Rong Ze's eyes, feeling movement around him, he turned his head and met those smoky purple eyes.

"Are you relieved now?" Yuan Shi's voice was deep and mellow, giving people a feeling of peace of mind.

Rong Ze nodded vigorously, two deep dimples appeared on his lips: "Mmm!"

On the screen, Flying Wing led a group of surprise soldiers to raid the berserk beasts in the forest and the river.

Most of the members of this team are brothers who went south with him. They have cooperated countless times and are very experienced in dealing with berserk beasts. They are far from comparable to those four generations of disciples who have lived in Kunlun Mountain for many years.

Especially Fei Yi, he is always at the forefront, unstoppable and invincible.

At the end of the battle, Fei Yi was almost numb. He just waved the weapon mechanically. His mana was almost exhausted, and his physical strength was exhausted to the extreme. Beads of sweat quickly rolled down his cheeks, and his eyes were full of blood.

But he still refused to stop, with only one thought in mind: victory.

What the junior brother said was right, he was not willing to admit defeat like this, and even lost so aggrievedly.

He wants to prove with his strength that he is a well-deserved leader among the four generations of disciples of Chanjiao!

When the last berserk beast fell down, he was completely out of strength. With a loud "dang", the halberd in his hand fell, and he fell backwards in response.

"Brother Feiyi, are you alright?"

The juniors rushed over, frantically trying to help him up, but he stopped him: "Don't move, let me lie down."

Although there was a disgusting stench in the air, and his limbs were sore and limp, Fei Yi was in a very happy mood. His eyes reflected the blue sky and soft white clouds, and the depression that had been clogged in his chest for the past few days was swept away. null.

After resting for a while, he stood up slowly with the support of his junior brother, only then did he realize that there were many people around him, including many of his old acquaintances.

In fact, it is more accurate to say that they are acquaintances than competitors. They are all four generations of disciples who participated in this extermination operation.

They were ashamed and ashamed.They originally thought they could make a name for themselves through this battle and let the division commander see their own strength, but instead of succeeding, they almost wiped out the entire army, and were rescued by their opponents in the end.

After this battle, it's up to you.

One of them walked up to Fei Yi with hands and feet, his eyes fluttered and he looked embarrassed.

He and Fei Yi joined the Chanjiao at about the same time, and their aptitudes were similar, so it was inevitable that he would feel a sense of comparison.

After Fei Yi came back, he was highly valued, and he couldn't help but feel sour. He felt that Fei Yi was just climbing a high branch. If it was him, he could do better.

Only now did he realize how ignorant and ridiculous his thoughts were at the time.

"...Fei Yi, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you." After a long time of deliberation, he finally made up his mind, and mumbled a word of apology from his throat.

Fei Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. He never thought that he would hear the word "I'm sorry" from his opponent. I have to say, this feeling is really cool!

He tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, raised his chin lightly, shrugged his shoulders, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about it anyway."

The posture is handsome enough, the tone is calm enough, Fei Yi, it's you!

Fei Yi thought happily.

……

The corpses of the berserk beasts must be disposed of in time, otherwise the chaotic energy remaining in them will escape and spread, causing serious consequences.

After everything was done, it was already late at night, and Fei Yi saw with his own eyes that the last berserk beast was swallowed by the three-flavored real fire, so he was willing to leave in peace.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the person standing not far behind him clearly by the light of the fire, and immediately froze in place.

Rong Ze curled his mouth and said, "Do you want to eat supper?"

***

Before going out, as long as there were conditions, Rong Ze would prepare supper for Fei Yi and the others.The most common ones are all kinds of porridge and pasta, which taste relatively light, which will not cause too much burden on the stomach, and can satisfy the appetite.

Fei Yi's favorite is small wontons.

The thin wonton wrappers are wrapped with minced meat fillings. The outer skin is soft and smooth, and the inner filling is tender. You can't stop eating one bite at a time.

He also loves the wonton soup, adding seaweed, shrimp skin, egg skin, etc., and mixing it evenly with salt, vinegar, and lard. It tastes light and delicious, enough to soothe an empty stomach.

Fei Yi deliberately refused, but his lips seemed to be sewn shut, and he couldn't open them.

After Rong Ze opened the food box, the smell that hit his face made it even more difficult for him to speak.

When he came back to his senses, he had already eaten all the wontons in the food box without even wasting a mouthful of soup.

"Cough." Fei Yi cleared his throat uncomfortably, turned his head away, but actually secretly watched every move of the opposite party from the corner of his eyes, "Why did Your Highness come here late at night?"

Hearing his pretended blunt greeting, a smile flashed in Rong Ze's eyes, and he teased, "Why, the little hero doesn't welcome me?"

"Cough, cough, cough." This time Fei Yi was really choked, and he forgot to put on an air, he turned his head suddenly, with a suspicious blush on his cheeks, and stammered, "Say, what are you talking about?"

Rong Ze rubbed his chin with his thumb, and said with a smile in his eyes: "Don't you know? You became famous in the first battle, and now everyone outside is saying that you are the best leader among the four generations of Chanjiao disciples."

"Really?" Fei Yi stared blankly at him, and had long forgotten that he should keep a distance from "His Royal Highness".

Rong Ze nodded vigorously, and asked back: "Is there still a fake?"

Fei Yi stayed for a few seconds, then slapped his thigh violently, circling back and forth excitedly, muttering something in his mouth, he clenched his fists and waved them heavily in the air.

After he managed to calm down, he caught a glimpse of Rong Ze who was smiling next to him, and he was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "I, cough, I just exercise my muscles and bones."

As he said that, he also deliberately did a chest expansion exercise.

Rong Ze smiled and nodded in response: "I know."

"..."

"0_0"

"Okay, I admit that I'm very excited right now and want to shout and show off, so don't look at me like that, okay?" Fei Yi spread his hands over his face and spit out a long series of sentences in one breath.

"Sorry." Rong Ze apologized with a suppressed smile, "I just think you are a little cute, oh no, it should be heroic."

"...You might as well not add the last sentence." Fei Yi muttered, but he couldn't help laughing himself, tears came out of his laughter.

"Are there any more wontons? I still want to eat them." Fei Yi unceremoniously stretched out his hand to Rong Ze, just like before.

Rong Ze raised his eyebrows, and took out a food box from his sleeve: "Of course."

The pink wontons float on the surface of the soup, the outer skin is stretched like gauze, and the plump meat filling is faintly visible.

The soup with lard is extra fragrant, and the green onion and seaweed add a bit of color.

The thinly cut egg skin is soft and slightly elastic when chewed, thin but not broken.

"Sure enough, Aze, you still make the best small wontons. I always feel that it's not so good when I make it myself." Fei Yi's mouth was full, and he sighed while eating.

After a hard day's work, it is really enjoyable to have a bowl of light and delicious small wontons.

"Shouldn't you be angry with me now?" Rong Ze sat opposite him, resting his chin with one hand, and said with a smile.

"Pfft—" Fei Yi spat out all the soup in a mouthful, staring at him in horror, "You, how do you know?"

Rong Ze was well prepared to avoid the lard-smelling "raindrops" in time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Fei Yi repeatedly apologized.

Rong Ze waved his hand to show that he was not in the way, motioning for him to answer his own question.

Fei Yi hesitated for a moment before softly saying: "Actually, I'm not angry with you." I was angry with himself.

Why don't you be more confident about yourself, make some achievements, and let everyone know that Fei Yi is relying on his own ability rather than nepotism to get to the top.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Rong Ze said: "For your current age, you are already very good, there is no need to criticize yourself at all."

After a longer silence, Fei Yi suddenly said: "I know, you asked him to ask what my junior brother said."

Rong Ze was taken aback.

Fei Yi whispered: "Actually, I understand."

He had already guessed that this encirclement and suppression operation was in the hands of Rong Ze, which is why Yuanshi let the fourth generation of disciples take full responsibility.

"Actually, I didn't want to participate in the siege at the beginning, because I thought that if I accepted your kindness, I would implement those words and prove that I really relied on you to achieve my results." Fei Yi stared at the small wonton in the soup bowl .

Rong Ze blinked, but he didn't expect this to happen.

He hesitated and asked, "Then why do you..."

Since he guessed everything beforehand, why did he change his mind in the end?

Fei Yi raised his head and met his eyes: "Master found me, he was the one who woke me up, my past thoughts were too childish, I wanted to completely cut off the relationship with you, as if this would put an end to rumors. But in fact , Only when I show my true strength is the most powerful counterattack to the rumormongers."

"Ah?" Rong Ze didn't know about this at all, so he couldn't help being stunned.

"Master is right, why should I care so much about those gossips, they say theirs, I do mine, let's speak with our strength!" Fei Yi said loudly, raising his chin proudly, "It turns out that I am better than them powerful."

"Aze, I've already figured it out. Why bother with those rumors? Even if they say that I hug your thigh, so what, then I can hug your thigh because of my ability, and they can't hug your thigh if they want to."

"Pfft." Rong Ze was amused, but after thinking about it, it made some sense, "You are right, connections are also a kind of strength."

"Huh." Fei Yi's eyes widened, and he shouted as if he had discovered a new world, "Ah Ze, the master also said this. You both have the same ideas, no wonder you have such a good relationship."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Fei Yi just said that casually, but Rong Ze woke up——

I don't know when, he no longer feels respect and fear for Yuan Shi, but treats him as a friend with equal status.He would confide in Yuanshi whatever was on his mind, and would immediately want to give Yuanshi a taste of whatever delicious food he cooked, and...

Thinking of all that Yuan Shi had done for him, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, as if there was a surging and surging current in his chest, hitting his heart repeatedly.

He clenched his fists and looked excited.

He must manage this friendship well, and strive to be good friends with Tianzun for a lifetime!

The author has something to say: drop, friend card.

Yuanshi: Just friends?Can't there be a deeper relationship?

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"Shan Hai Jing Xi Shan Jing": "(The mountain of Zhongqu) has a beast, its shape is like a horse with a white body and black tail, one horn, tiger teeth and claws, and its sound is like a drum (sound), its name is 駮, it eats tigers and leopards, Can guard soldiers."