"Okay, young master, you better not think about that fusion forbidden spell." Ah Hong looked at Yan Meng's thoughtful appearance and said a little teasingly.

"Huh? Uncle Hong," Lan Feng turned his head and asked with a puzzled face, "How do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

"Hey, I kind of know you little." Ah Hong laughed

As he spoke, Ah Hong's face suddenly became serious, and he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Uncle Hong? Why don't you go? Lan Feng looked at Ah Hong and asked strangely.

"Lan Feng," Ah Hong squatted down, holding Lan Feng's shoulders with both hands, and looked at Lan Feng with a solemn expression, "Uncle Hong asked you, what exactly did you do in the carriage?" Why did the purple flames suddenly burst out? ”

Lan Feng looked at Ah Hong with a solemn face, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, paused, Lan Feng asked Ah Hong blankly, and said a little like to himself: "The carriage, and that wood...... Did I burn it? ”

"No, you shouldn't have burned it." Looking at Lan Feng, whose eyes were a little dazed, Ah Hong shook his head, stared at Lan Feng and continued, "It was that purple flame that burned the ashes there, but in terms of power, with the strength of an eighth-level warrior, it can be said that it is completely unstoppable. ”

Ahn then described the scene in detail.

After listening to Ah Hong's narration, Lan Feng not only had a feeling of dizziness.

"Purple Flame ......," Blue Wind muttered. After listening to Ah Hong's description, Lan Feng unconsciously thought of the lilac on the flame dragon when his father cast the "Dragon Blazing".

Reaching into his arms, Lan Feng took out a purple spar from his arms.

"Uncle Hong, this is the ......" Lan Feng held the spar in the palm of his hand and slowly sent the spar to Ah Hong.

"This?" Ah Hong picked up the spar in Lan Feng's hand a little strangely.

"The lord gave it to you?" Taking a closer look at the purple spar, Ah Hong put it back in Yan Meng's hand, and then asked with some curiosity, "That's all?" ”

"Almost," Lan Feng pursed his lips, looked at the sky, and said slowly, "and the box containing the hedrons, and a few pieces of cloth in it...... The rest should be gone. ”

"Cloth?" When Ah Hong heard this, he felt even more strange, "Isn't this it?" ”

As he spoke, Ah Hong took out two dark yellow clumps from his arms.

"Isn't that it?"

"Isn't that it?"

Ah Hong spread out his palms, and two dark yellow cloth balls appeared in front of Lan Feng's eyes.

"Uncle Hong, this is ......" Lan Feng looked at the cloth ball in Ah Hong's hand, stretched out his little hand, and gently put it into his hand.

"This was found in that piece of ash," Ah Hong looked at Lan Feng's somewhat surprised expression, and suddenly felt a little surprised, "When I took you away, I saw something dark yellow in the ashes, and I picked it up, but I didn't have time to take it out and take a closer look." ”

"What's the matter, young master?" Looking at Lan Feng, who was gradually becoming a little sluggish in front of him, Ah Hong stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Lan Feng's little face.

As if he hadn't seen anything, Lan Feng didn't pay attention to Ah Hong's inquiry, but looked at the two dark yellow cloth balls in his hands with a somewhat dull gaze, and then put one cloth ball in his arms, held the two corners of the cloth ball with both hands, shook it slightly, and unfolded it.

"Well, young master, what is written on it?" Looking at Lan Feng's stunned expression, Ah Hong couldn't help but lean his head up with some curiosity.

"Phoenix, phoenix......" Looking at the unfolded cloth, Blue Wind muttered to himself.

On the cloth, a phoenix outlined by purple ink jumped in front of him; The spread wings and the dancing tail feathers seem to be like a real phoenix, ready to come out and come to life; But if you look closely, you will see that the flying phoenix in the painting has no beads, which makes the spirit phoenix lose its own essence.

"This ......" Ah Hong looked at the phoenix in the painting, unable to speak for a long time.

Lan Feng looked at the picture and was silent.

Then, as if he remembered something, Lan Feng couldn't wait to take out another cloth bag from his bosom and quickly shake it away.

As soon as the cloth was unfurled, Ah Hong's head also reflexively poked over.

This time, instead of the lifelike fiery phoenix on the silk, it was painted in a pattern of simple flame clusters depicted in white ink, with a huge white-edged flame in the center, and ten relatively smaller flames evenly surrounded by it. The strange thing was that the tail flames of the ten flames turned in one direction at the same time, as if they were rotating around the great flame in the center. Although the pattern is simple, it exudes a kind of sacred majesty, which makes people feel like they want to worship.

"Young, young master, this, what is this?" Ah Hong turned his head and looked at Blue Wind.

The extremely strong and abrupt purple flames and strange patterns made Ah Hong feel that the Blood Flame Clan that he had served for many years was even more mysterious.

Looking at the cloth in Lan Feng's hand again, Ah Hong once again wondered, why didn't these two pieces of cloth turn into ashes in the flames? You know, the temperature of that flame is by no means comparable to that of ordinary magic flames. What's more, even if it is an ordinary flame, this cloth should be reduced to ashes, right? But after that catastrophic flame, he took out two undamaged pieces of cloth from the ashes? I'm afraid that when I say it, it's a blessing that most people don't think of themselves as crazy......

Shaking his head and steady, Ah Hong couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Alas, this Blood Flame Clan is really powerful and mysterious, I think I, Hong Hui, have been working here for more than ten years, but I didn't know that there were such strange fabrics in the house." ”

Subconsciously, Ah Hong marked these two pieces of cloth as a rare treasure left by the Lord of the Blood Flame Mansion to Blue Wind.

"Young, young master, do you know what this is?" Ah Hong suddenly felt a little dry - although he had seen many strange things in the past few decades, none of them made him so curious. Therefore, almost subconsciously, Ah Hong asked the doubts in his heart like Lan Feng.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Lan Feng still maintained the same appearance as before, holding a piece of cloth in one hand, staring blankly, his eyes were empty, as if he remembered something.

"Young Master?" Ah Hong stretched out his hand again and shook it in front of the blue wind.

This time, Blue Wind seemed to react. Turning his head mechanically, staring at his bright eyes, he said to Ah Hong in a daze:

"Uncle Hong, do you know what this is?"

“……”

Ah Hong listened, speechless for a while, thinking to himself why he failed so much, the task is to escort the young master of the Blood Flame Mansion, to put it in layman's terms, it is to coax children, but if you can't coax children, you will be coaxed by children...... Now, Ah Hong finally understood the exact meaning of the old housekeeper Yechen's mantra "It's too difficult to take care of Young Master Blue Wind".

"Young master, didn't you listen to me?"