"Young Master......" After Ah Hong forced back the fire in his body, he got up and dragged his somewhat weak body in the direction of the carriage.

While walking, looking at the environment around him, Ah Hong felt more and more frightened - the surrounding area was scorched black, with the carriage as the center, and the circular area with a radius of about ten zhang was burned to the ground, except for the scorched black earth, everything around was wiped out.

"The horses and carts were burned to the ground, and even the ashes could not be found......" Looking at the environment, Ah Hong sighed in his heart, "What a terrible power." ”

"Young Master, Young Master Blue Wind!" Ah Hong saw the blue wind lying on his stomach in the center of the area, and walked over with a little staggering.

"Young Master, wake up." Ah Hong picked up Lan Feng and patted Yan Meng's little face, and the originally nervous expression on his face couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Immediately put his hand under Yan Meng's nose, feeling the calm breathing, Ah Hong unconsciously gave birth to a trace of strangeness in his heart: "Is it safe and sound?" Such a strong fire actually just burned the clothes? Could it be that people who practice fire magic are forbidden to burn? ”

In Ah Hong's arms, Lan Feng was lying naked, breathing evenly, and his face looked peaceful, as if he was asleep.

"Ahh Somehow, Blue Wind suddenly let out an "ah" and woke up.

Looking around, and then looking at himself, Lan Feng felt something strange around him.

Raising his head, Lan Feng asked curiously, "Uncle Hong, why did you burn this place?" Are you cooking? ”

Before Ah Hong could speak, Lan Feng touched himself and asked in even more surprise, "Uncle Hong, I, why are my clothes gone?" ”

Then, Lan Feng said a little stupidly: "Uncle Hong, do you want to eat horse meat?" But why is there such a big fire? And burned my clothes and carriage? ”

With internal and external injuries and the question of the blue wind in his arms, Ah Hong almost vomited blood. Resisting the urge to repair the imp in his arms, Ah Hong slowly put down the blue wind.

"Young Master...... Ah, you, you take a break first. As he spoke, Ah Hong took off a cloth bag from his body and handed it to Lan Feng, "There are a few cloth clothes in here, you can change them first, and I will heal the injuries first." ”

After speaking, Ah Hong took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill from it, put it in his mouth, then put the bottle into his arms, closed his eyes, stopped talking, and began to sit quietly to heal his wounds.

Lan Feng stood on the ground, touched his face with his hand, looked at Ah Hong with some doubts, then stretched out the cloth bag, turned out a relatively small cloth coat from it, and put it on, then also sat quietly in place and began to meditate.

……

"Young Master."

Lan Feng slowly opened his eyes and saw that Ah Hong in front of him was facing him with a strange expression that wanted to laugh but was forced to endure.

"What's wrong, Uncle Hong?"

Ah Hong looked at Lan Feng in front of him with a face full of gray and wearing a wide cloth robe, feeling like a child from a poor family who no one cares about, where is there a noble young master from a big family like Blood Flame? Resisting the urge to laugh in his heart, Ah Hong secretly pinched his thigh with his hand, and said to Lan Feng in a tone that couldn't laugh or cry: "Less...... Lord, now the horse and ...... The car is gone, so I'll carry it first...... Let's go to the city and then make plans, right? ”

With that, Ah Hong slowly squatted down.

"Okay!" Blue Wind cheered, "You can ride a bear again!" It's still just a big ......."

Before the words fell, Ah Hong had already stood up.

"Uncle Hong, you still have to carry me, I won't say it." Lan Feng tilted his head and said with a grin.

“……”

……

"Uncle Hong, are you hungry? Why did you roast the horse? ”

"Uncle Hong, your cooking skills must be bad, otherwise how could you burn the horse?"

"Uncle Hong, can you make a fire, how can you make that - what a big fire? The woods are burning! ”

Lan Feng, who was lying on Ah Hong's back, seemed to be very excited, not realizing the source of the fire just now.

Ah Hong forcibly endured the impulse in his heart, and secretly thought in his heart, "Impulse is the devil, impulse is the devil...... and then secretly worked hard under his feet and ran faster.

Three hours later.

Ah Hong slowly put the blue wind on his back on the ground, and said breathlessly: "It's here, it's here, young master......"

Lan Feng took two steps forward, raised his head, looked at the three big characters "Qingyun City" above the city gate, forcibly held back the excitement in his heart, turned his head to the right, and said to Ah Hong with a smile: "Hehe, Uncle Hong, are you here?" ”

"What?"

"Big Bear runs much faster than a horse!!"

Ah Hong almost turned his back on when he heard this.

"Well, forget it." Ah Hong sighed in his heart, "I'm really out of line." ”

"Young Master, let's go into the city." Ah Hong sighed and said helplessly.

"Get out of the way, poor ghost!" An arrogant voice rang out.

"Smack!" Lan Feng was hit by someone behind him, stumbled forward, and almost fell.

In front of the gate of Qingyun City.

"Get out of the way, poor ghost!" An arrogant voice rang out.

"Smack!" Lan Feng was hit by someone behind him, stumbled forward, and almost fell.

"Young Master!" Ah Hong stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly on Lan Feng's shoulder, holding Lan Feng steady.

Turning his head and looking at the gorgeous carriage convoy behind him, a trace of anger flashed in Ah Hong's eyes.

Behind the two, a richly dressed man sat on a maroon horse, this man carried a long sword, apparently a warrior. Behind the warriors, a magnificent procession of carriages stopped in place.

The warrior on the jujube red horse was obviously a little impatient, looked at the two of them, waved his hand again, and said, "Hurry up and dodge, poor ghost, do you hear that?" ”

Ah Hong looked at the gorgeous convoy in front of him, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and secretly wondered how the people in the Blood Flame Mansion had ever made way for someone for no reason when they traveled? If the other party treats each other politely, politely asks himself to get out of the way, and he gives the other party a way, after all, people are courteous, and the people in the Blood Flame Mansion are not overbearing and unreasonable people, but the person in front of him attacked himself for no reason, and asked himself to give way, this is a great disrespect to his own side, not to mention, the person who was attacked is the young master of the Blood Flame Mansion, how can this kind of thing that is almost insulting be endured? Although the car team in front of him is luxurious, it is obviously the team of nobles, but in the eyes of Ah Hong, it is worthless, not to mention, what about the nobles, are the nobles so domineering?

Next to Ah Hong, there was also a trace of anger in Lan Feng's eyes, and if someone else hit him for no reason, no one would be in a good mood. But Lan Feng, who was born with a golden spoon, was the first time he heard others call himself a poor ghost, and he was unconsciously a little curious, and subconsciously looked at the dress of himself and Ah Hong, and suddenly realized, and then said with a smile: "Ah~ It turns out that 'poor ghost' means this!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was dumbfounded, and then they looked at Lan Feng with some surprise.

(End of chapter)