I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

Chapter 220 Meet Zhu Rong

"Hold on, Prince Changqin really has a wonderful piano sound. I have only heard such a piano sound twice in my life. If not for Prince Changqin's unwillingness to take advantage of the poor Daoist, I'm afraid he will lose this time."

Winning with one punch, Huang Long withdrew it when he saw it was good, pulled his Taoist robe, and cupped his hands at the prince Changqin.

"Oh, who is the other one?" Prince Changqin asked doubtfully.

"My brother Fuxi." Huang Long said, he played the piano seven or eight levels better than you, after all you only play the piano for the sake of fighting, and he has bad intentions in playing the piano.

It's just that you two are the only ones who use the piano to fight in the whole Honghuang, above Daluo.

So Pindao did not lie.

"Yes, God Fuxi is commensurate with your brothers. You are very lucky to be able to listen to the music of God Fuxi." Prince Changqin looked stunned.

"If Prince Changqin has time in the future and can come to the human race, I believe that brother Fuxi will definitely be willing to discuss with the prince." Huang Long said.

"How dare you discuss it? It's a great fortune to get some pointers from the mouth of the Great God Fuxi." Prince Changqin said quickly, with some unusual brilliance in his eyes.

Seeing this, Huang Long was stunned. He didn't expect to be Fuxi's fanboy. If he had known this, he would have made Fuxi slap his face, but he said: "I want it, I want it. Brother Fuxi, he often says that the relationship between heaven and earth In the meantime, there are few people who know the piano, he counts as one, and the crown prince counts as half, if they can be together, he will be overjoyed. After all, what elder brother Fuxi likes to do most is to guide the younger generation, and he never spares any effort."

"God Fuxi, did you still mention me?" Prince Changqin's expression became even more agitated, and he didn't care about the title of that half, it was the forehead half in Fuxi's mouth.

Not to mention half of them, even scum, he felt honored.

After all, in the Zhurong tribe, which advocates muscles, it is really too difficult to find a tribe who understands music when they see their opponents have big muscles and ignore their own prince.

As for Fuxi, although he only met a few times, when he was in a group of people without saying hello, he is Prince Changqin's idol.

It's just that before Fuxi was in the Heavenly Court, he couldn't be too obvious, but now that Fuxi is in the vein of the tree, he has no scruples.

Huang Long nodded with a smile. With his current state, such a small lie has already reached the point where he can easily make it up, and he is not afraid of being exposed at all.

If the prince Changqin goes there and confronts Fuxi, Huang Long believes that with Fuxi's means, the human race will soon have more music gods.

Even if this music god plays the piano quite badly now.

Upon receiving Huang Long's reply, Prince Changqin was even more indescribably excited, but considering the current situation, he choked back all the words he had to say about Fuxi, and instead said: "The loss is in your hands, and I am convinced. It's still the same sentence, the matter of the small thousand world is written off. Fellow Daoist Randeng's trip this time is also our fault."

As he spoke, the crown prince Changqin waved his hand, and a bunch of crimson mountain-like genius treasures flew over: "Little gift, I still look forward to fellow Daoist Haihan."

Small gifts?

Originally, he wanted to show his ambition and show his different identities as the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace, but when he saw this treasure like a hill, his heart beat violently a few times.

Although he was born relatively early, and he also has companion spirit treasures, and he is rarely suppressed when he goes out to fight, but apart from these two treasures, he is also a poor group.

The veritable two-sleeve breeze, otherwise he would not go to the Eastern Prince.

Who would have thought that the pulse of fire would be so arrogant.

Originally, I still had a bit of resentment towards Huang Long's arrangement, but now...

Do you want to be beaten again?

"Why not enough? More? Daoist friends, just say the number." Prince Changqin said proudly. The Pangu clan, the overlord of the earth, has never been short of treasures. The underground is invincible, and the wealth in this treasure house is piled up like a mountain.

and also?

Ran Deng's heart beat a few times in disbelief, but on the face he said with an air of superiority: "Fellow Daoist, you are too polite. Is the poor monk a monk who covets these things outside of himself? This time, to be honest Poor Dao is also at fault, you should first explain the purpose of coming, and everyone is willing to apologize, these extraneous things are too polite, and they will ruin Poor Dao."

"No? Fellow Daoists are different. Since that's the case, you deserve to be from Kunlun." Prince Changqin nodded, then waved his hand and put away his things.

Their bloodline is so sincere.

The eyes of the burning lamp almost jumped out of sight, don't all of you in the fire line know how to communicate?
Shouldn't it be that, after I say it, you show it again, and then the poor will be disrespectful again?

Pindao is not greedy for things outside the body.

But is this a precious material that you gave to the poor, is it an external thing?

No, this is the sincerity of your apology!

If you insist on persisting, how can Pindao have the nerve to refuse?

"Fellow Daoist is here this time to find some important business with Father God?" After dealing with the matter of lighting the lamp, Prince Changqin looked at Huang Long and said, "I've given you something, but he doesn't want it. It has nothing to do with me. Anyway, I have forgiven you."

"The important matter is related to the plans of Kunlun, Brother Fuxi, and God Jumang, which may involve God Zhu Rong, so I was specially sent here." Huang Long said.

When Huang Long said this, Prince Changqin's expression turned serious, and he stopped asking any further questions. It involved Sanqing, his idol, and his second uncle Jumang at the same time. After the old father, let's learn from the old father.

Immediately, he led Huanglong alone to the valley of flames in the deepest part of Chongshan. On the way, he did not forget to exhort: "Father God is straightforward, and hates beating around the bush, twitching, and playing tricks. If you have something important, just say it, Qian Don't try to deceive the Father God, although the Father God acts domineeringly outside, but has always been rough and subtle, once the Father God finds out, under the rage, even if the Taoist friends come from extraordinary backgrounds, the Father God will not care."

"Thank you for your reminder, Your Highness." Huang Long nodded. In fact, he had inquired about Zhu Rong's personality through various channels. channels, to collect intelligence information, and then simulated several times on what to do next.

Make sure that you can deal with all kinds of variables calmly.

"Fellow daoist, just be careful, and nothing else. It was Uncle Hongyun who fell, and my godfather was furious. Although it has gradually calmed down with the passage of time, it is still a pain in the heart of godfather. Daoist friends, it is best not to mention Uncle Hongyun casually." , if you want to mention it, scold Styx." Prince Changqin said.

"Thank you for reminding me, Prince." Huang Long said with a smile, it's good to emphasize affection, if you don't emphasize affection, we can't invite you yet.

Seeing this, Prince Changqin showed a satisfied smile again. In this fight, he was convinced by Huang Long, and the key point was that this was an opportunity to get close to his idol. For this reason, he didn't want Huang Long to be beaten to death either.

Taking Huanglong along, walking all the way to the depths of the mountain, the temperature is getting hotter and hotter. If the golden fairy can still enter the outside world, then the temperature here is that if the Taiyi golden fairy has no means or treasures, It is also difficult to survive for a long time, not much worse than the outer side of the sun star.

Huang Long also secretly sighed in his heart, it is indeed the cave of the god of fire Zhu Rong, if he hadn't been physically strong, and he had practiced the master's Liuding Xuangong in his early years, he could continuously absorb the power of fire and transform it into his own power of earth, he could really be here walk.

Following the prince Changqin, he walked in for a long time, and finally saw the target this time, the God of Vulcan Zhu Rong.

It's just that this situation is very different from what he imagined.

In the center of Flame Valley, in a pool of three feet square, there was steaming steam, a big and burly man was lazily soaking in it, the top of his head was even sweating, as if he was dredging his blood?
Sauna?
These three words came to Huanglong's mind involuntarily, but what was steaming in the pool was not water, but magma in the center of the earth, a poisonous fire that was not inferior to the true fire of the sun star.

It is an ordinary Da Luo Jinxian who falls in. If he can't escape, he has to start preparing for how he will live in his next life.

And Zhu Rong took it to take a bath?
Should it be said that it is the god of fire?

This bath is also different?

"Father God, Fellow Daoist Huanglong of Kunlun Mountain seeks to see you." Prince Changqin stepped forward and saluted.

"Yeah." Zhu Rong, who was taking a bath in the magma, heard what Prince Changqin said, and didn't even raise his eyelids. A Kunlun disciple couldn't let him end the bath early, so he let out a voice lazily from his nose, Said, "Yuan Shi asked you to come and find me? What's the matter? You haven't bullied enough in Xiaoqian World, so you still come to bully me?"

"It's not just for the honored master. This time, the Poverty Dao mainly represents the southern human race, and hopes to form an alliance with the bloodline of the fire." Huang Long said.

"Human race? Just that group of people who have nothing in common with our holy race except in appearance?" Zhu Rong sneered, "Get lost. For Jumang's sake, I won't kill you. As for the alliance? Our holy race Allies were never needed!"

He doesn't like Huanglong. When they met for the first time, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who stood up for Huanglong and severely injured four of them. The matter of the small thousand world.

Sensing Zhu Rong's obvious repulsion, Huang Long's face didn't change much, he just said, "Then I wonder if Senior will see Senior Hongyun return?"

"Boom~"

The words fell, the magma rioted, Zhu Rong's closed eyes suddenly opened, shot two cold lights, stood up straight, looked directly at Huanglong like the most terrifying demon god, exuding unparalleled terrifying pressure from his whole body, and the whole Chongshan fell into a rage. In the incomparably hopeless darkness, at this moment, the life and death of all things in the mountains are only in his mind.

It was not easy for the outsiders to deal with the descendants of Zhu Rong, and the friendly Ran Deng felt hopeless and suffocated, and almost knelt down.

"Can you say that again?"

Zhu Rong stared at Huanglong, and said word by word, the avenue of fire in the sky was booming, and if Huanglong's words were wrong, he would be struck by thunder.

Huanglong also sacrificed the central Wuji flag again, golden lotus ten thousand flowers, which can withstand the coercion, secretly feeling in his heart, he is indeed a strong man who can reverse the attributes and win Gonggong. Although his mana has improved in his own dojo, this coercion , Even with real skills, it is half a grade better than Ru Shou, but he still calmly said: "The poor can take senior to see the reincarnation of Senior Hongyun!"

(End of this chapter)