Then the scene changed again, it was when the child was about three years old.

Wearing clothes made of animal skins, surrounding the little buttocks.

Holding a weapon ground out of stone in his hand, he rushed in happily and called his mother.

However, his mother was already lying in a pool of blood, lifeless.

Looking at the aggrieved young man in front of her who was a head taller than herself, Feng Yao felt soft in her heart.

"Follow your sister. She will take you away when she goes out. You shouldn't stay here!"

Hearing this, the young man raised his head with excitement and anticipation on his face:

"Ah, is it true? Sister wants to take me away?"

Feng Yao nodded: "Yes, it's true, sister will take you away!"

The young man smiled and raised his eyebrows, then suddenly took out his pocket and took out a piece of red meat.

It's bloody and quite fresh.

"Sister, let me treat you to some meat. I just made it this morning!"

Feng Yao looked at the raw meat and couldn't eat it.

"Do you usually eat these?"

The young man nodded heavily.

Feng Yao sighed softly: "Okay, I will roast the meat for you. Don't eat it raw in the future, otherwise you will get a stomachache!"

She rubbed the boy's hair with her slender fingers, smiling brightly and gently.

The young man was stunned for a moment, feeling the warmth of Feng Yao's palm, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Sister, your hands are so beautiful!"

Feng Yao looked around, found an open space, and picked up some branches to make a fire.

What to do if there is no fire? Simple!

Feng Yao snapped her fingers, and flames rose from her fingertips.

Speaking of which, this is the secret skill of the Feng Yao family. Regardless of whether you are a practitioner of Qian Kun Jue or not, as long as you feel the energy in your body, you will practice it.

Because the Feng family is about catching monsters and exorcising them, so they need to light incense regularly, and they can't always carry a lighter with them.

The key is that in some particularly cold places, it is impossible to start a fire.

Hence this unique skill: rub your fingertips together and a little flame will rise with a snap of your fingers.

Burning incense is helpful.

Feng Yao's move made the young man very curious. The flames there rose up, and he was still snapping his fingers stupidly.

But it didn't work.

"Sister, why can't I do it?"

The young man looked at her pitifully and asked.

Feng Yao smiled and said: "This won't work, you learn from me!"

She grabbed the boy's hand and taught him personally.

After doing this twice, the boy snapped his fingers.

Then, the flames on the fingertips also rose.

What's even more frightening is that Feng Yao only lit up flames on his index finger, but all five of the young man's fingers lit up with flames.

Feng Yao's flames are only a little bit, about one centimeter at most.

The boy's flames suddenly jumped up to ten centimeters.

"Sister, I succeeded."

The young man put his hand in front of Feng Yao like he was offering a treasure. He was so close that he almost burned her hair.

Feng Yao was a little surprised, this guy has pretty good qualifications.

"What's your name!"

Feng Yao asked while grilling meat.

The young man looked confused: "I, I don't know."

"Didn't your mother give you a name?" Feng Yao asked again.

The young man still shook his head.

Feng Yao thought for a while: "You were raised in a secret realm, so you can be considered a person raised by heaven. Why not call you Tianyang!"

The young man tilted his head and thought for a while: "Tianyang, okay, it's better for my sister. My sister gave me a name!"

The meat is roasted quickly, and the aroma spreads far and wide.

Feng Yao cut a piece with a knife and handed it to the boy.

"Are you familiar with this place?"

The young man nodded.

Feng Yao said: "Then do you know where Ying Long is?"

The young man paused in his eating movements, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Feng Yao hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, I won't let you get close. I know that thing must be very powerful, just tell me!"

"What are you doing with Yinglong?" Tianyang raised his head and asked.

Feng Yao said: "I need some Yinglong's saliva to save people!"

Tianyang turned around: "No!"

Feng Yao was slightly stunned: "What?"

Tianyang said: "That dead dragon has no saliva!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and walked away angrily.

Feng Yao was slightly stunned. What did she say to make her angry?

When she stood up with the barbecue and looked for it again, there was no trace of it.

Feng Yao sighed softly and could only sit back and eat the barbecue.

But soon, she discovered something was wrong.

When Tianyang was here just now, there was no scent of monsters around, only the smell of Tianyang.

Feng Yao thought it was relatively safe here.

However, after Tian Yang left, she realized that it was not safe at all. Those guys didn't come because Tian Yang was there.

Feng Yao rolled her eyes in anger, reluctantly threw the barbecue aside, stretched out her palm, and condensed a long white sword again.

Not long after, a snow-white silver wolf rustled out of the grass opposite.

The Silver Wolf is all silver-white, and the luster of its hair is so beautiful.

Feng Yao looked at the snow wolf opposite and asked:

"I'm here to find Yinglong, can you take me to find him?"

Xue Lang tilted his head and looked at her, but there was a look of contempt in his eyes.

It suddenly opened its bloody mouth and roared at Feng Yao.

Feng Yao felt her head buzzing. She shook her head and saw Snow Wolf rushing over.

Feng Yao hurriedly waved her sword to greet him.

Although this sword is not as good as the peach wood sword, it is also condensed from the Qiankun Art.

Specialized in defeating demons and monsters.

Even so, the opponent's strength is too strong.

Almost as soon as Feng Yao met him, he felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

In an instant, it felt like all the bones in his body were being crushed.

"Damn it, is this the Demon King?"

Feng Yao exclaimed, turned around and ran away.

What should I do? If I can't fight, I can only run.

Feng Yao panicked and ran, but found a mountain col.

And it has come to an end.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Feng Yao turned around helplessly and looked at Xue Lang.
To be continued...