Memories are often the most precious thing for a person, especially those related to destined people, which are even more unforgettable.

Wu Fan still clearly remembered that he had been to Bixia Valley before for You Ya's affairs. But at that time, he followed the map to guide him from Yangdu to the east through the desert, and then straight south, but he took a lot of detours.

Although I didn't see the red red forest at the moment, I was still a little dazed when I was bathed in the same high temperature. I saw Yuan Hua and Huang Qilin who were by my side again...

"After so many years, I wonder how they are doing?"

When I think of these two people, I think of You Ya, Mu Fengchun, and Shi Yurou, who has become estranged from each other because of being provoked by others.

Thinking that everything about him started because of fate, but ended because of resentment...

"It's a good thing that these guys can stay in this place where birds don't poop..." In the spiritual yin stick, although the old immortal can use the yin energy to resist the high temperature, the suffocating feeling is unavoidable

.

Although Wu Fan had the same idea in his heart, he was not as candid as Lao Xian expressed it.

Originally, he thought that relying on the cold aura generated by the source of Yin Xie, he could survive the high temperature unimpeded, but he did not expect that the temperature of the Huasheng Hall was actually different from the ordinary fire energy. Even if he fought against the source of Yin Xie, he would not be at a disadvantage.

Feeling the stinging pain in his chest and looking at the endless charred trees in front of him, Wu Fan felt even more troubled and suddenly felt like retreating.

Wu Fan was walking forward slowly when he suddenly heard a crisp "click" in his ear.

Turning around, he saw a crack inexplicably appearing on a piece of charred wood next to him, and then quickly spreading in the opposite direction.

"call…"

The charred wood split into two halves, and a tongue of fire shot into the sky, almost igniting the surrounding air.

"Crack... crack... crack crack crack..."

Affected by this tongue of fire, the surrounding charred trees all had large and small cracks, and countless flame branches stretched out.

In fact, normally, Wu Fan could bear this situation, but now the pain in his chest has become more and more intense as the temperature rises, causing his whole body to twitch uncontrollably, reaching the limit.

The sea of ​​​​fire continued and formed a circle, quickly sucking away the air that supported Wu Fan's breathing, and finally made his eyes black and he fainted completely...

…

"Fire, metal, wood, earth, water, earth, metal, water, wood, fire, come fire!" As the voice fell, a flame shot up into the sky, lighting up the night sky.

"How many times have I told you that this fire technique can only be used for self-defense, not for games!" The scolding sounded, and Yun Lang slapped the little man in front of him with his palm.

"Oh, Master... I'm not playing a game, I'm just practicing in advance for the sect competition." Wu Fan said quibly.

"What's the use of sharpening a gun before the battle? Go back and rest early! If you don't have enough energy and are listless on the stage, you will be at a disadvantage from the beginning."

"It's this guy, no wonder he can't use the Five Elements Technique..."

In the haze, Wu Fan seemed to hear conversations in his ears, but these voices were sometimes real and sometimes illusory, making it difficult for him to distinguish clearly.

Feeling a figure waving in front of him, Wu Fan suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar and friendly face standing in front of him, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Third Prince, are you awake?" Seeing that Wu Fan was awake, the man's expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Master..." Wu Fan was about to speak subconsciously, but his throat twitched when he heard the other party's address. He hurriedly suppressed the excitement in his heart, "It's...it's me..."

"Hahaha...Third Prince, don't be nervous. I just happened to pass by here. Since you have nothing to do, I'll take my leave." The man didn't hear anything unusual and was about to turn around and leave.

"Master Yunlang!" Wu Fan subconsciously called out to this person.

"Oh? I didn't expect that the third prince would recognize me. I'm really honored." The person who came was none other than Yun Lang, and he stopped in his tracks somewhat unexpectedly.

"The real person is the best among people, how can Yangluo not know the courtesy?" Not only did his voice tremble, but Wu Fan's body also swayed a little, and he was about to stand up.

"I have set up a magic circle here to isolate the fire. Don't worry, Third Prince!" Yun Lang only felt that the Third Prince was affected by his injuries, but he had no doubts.

"Thank you Master Yunlang..." Wu Fan's heart was already in a mess, but he didn't insist anymore, "Master Yunlang, over the years..." After speaking, Wu Fan really didn't know how to ask the question.

"The third prince is worried about me, but Yun Lang is very kind!" Yun Lang chuckled and asked, "On the contrary, the third prince, why do you appear here alone?"

"To be honest, I'm here for the League of Legends matter!" Finally seeing the helper, Wu Fan couldn't help but tell everything.

"Hero League?" Yun Lang frowned.

"Uh...don't you know about the League of Legends yet?"

"Hahaha... Third Prince, you are joking. The reputation of the League of Legends has spread throughout the Eastern Continent. If Yun doesn't know about it, wouldn't he be too ignorant?" Yunlang joked, "I mean, what are you doing here for?"

Come?"

"Master, please be careful!" The voice of the opera ghost suddenly sounded.

"Since Master Yunlang knows a lot, he must also know about my affairs." The joker's reminder made Wu Fan calm down, and he changed his words: "After many inquiries, I heard that the Qixue Zun does not seem to have joined the League of Legends.

So I came here this time to ask for the help of Lord Qie Xue, and wait until the right time to take back Yangdu!"

As he said that, Wu Fan's eyes suddenly became firm: "Maybe the real person can help me then? I will be very grateful to you after that!"

"Yangdu City has taken good care of our Yuhu Sect in the past. Although the Yuhu Sect is no longer here, its spirit will live on forever! Since the third prince is in trouble, how can Yunlang not help? Don't worry, we will only need the third prince when the time comes.

In a word, Yun will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"Then I would like to thank Master Yang first..." Wu Fan quickly thanked him.

"Who is so rude and dares to make noise in my Huasheng Hall?" Before Wu Fan could finish his words, he heard a loud shout and saw a red shadow galloping from a distance.

"It's Lord Qie Xue..." Wu Fan broke into a cold sweat when he saw who was coming. Unexpectedly, he was approached first.

"Hey! Where did this wild boy come from? How dare you act wild in our Huasheng Hall?" Qie Xuezun came closer in the blink of an eye and said angrily.

As he spoke, Qie Xuezun looked Wu Fan up and down again: "Why do you look more and more like that guy from Yangdu City?"

"Uh..." Wu Fan grinned, but he didn't know how to speak. He could only turn his head and look to his side, only to find that the master was no longer around.

"What are you looking around for? It's me talking to you!" Xue Zun was unhappy in his heart. He frowned and grabbed Wu Fan.

The magic circle here was so unbearable that it was destroyed by the scorching energy brought by Qie Xue Zun. Before Wu Fan could react, he felt pain in his chest again, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

"Hey! I'm not doing anything to you! Don't blackmail me!" Qie Xuezun kicked Wu Fan a few times. Seeing that the latter didn't react at all, he could only curse, and then took the latter with him and left.

.

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"Get up as soon as you wake up! Look at your frail look. Where is the masculinity at all?"

Wu Fan had just regained consciousness when he heard a muffled thunder sound in his ears, which made his brain buzz.

Wu Fan sat up and clutched his chest. He took a look at his surroundings and wondered, "Where is this place..."

"Boy! Don't let it go on forever. You fell down by yourself just now! I didn't touch you!" With a cold voice, Qie Xuezun added, "This is the Huasheng Hall."

"Huashengtang?" Wu Fan rubbed his head, and then he remembered what happened before, but those memories were a little blurry, and he couldn't tell whether they were true or false.

Thinking that he would still have time to inquire with the opera ghost in the future, Wu Fan hurriedly got serious and said to Lord Qie Xue, "Yang Luo, thank you Lord Qie Xue for saving your life."

"Qixue Zun." A figure came in from the door and respectfully placed the plate in front of Qixue Zun.

"You all, please step back." After driving away the people in front of him, Qixue Zun pointed at the thing in front of him and ordered: "Why are you still standing there stupidly? Come over here and drink it!"

"Oh..." Although Wu Fan didn't understand what he meant, he didn't have any doubts. He raised the cup and poured it into his mouth.

The liquid in this cup was not only bitter but also viscous, but after Ufan drank it, he felt that the pain in his chest was relieved a lot.

"Drink this too." Seeing that Wu Fan didn't hesitate at all, Qie Xuezun was also very satisfied and handed him another glass of water.

"Thank you, Qixue Zun..." After taking a breath, Wu Fan hurriedly thanked Qixue Zun, and then rinsed his mouth with water.

"If we don't talk to each other, why are you and I so polite? Are you, good son-in-law?" Qie Xuezun said.

"Pfft...cough cough cough..." Wu Fan spurted out the water before it even reached his throat, choking him and making him cough repeatedly.

"Qie Xue Zun, Yang Luo, don't you know what you are talking about?" Wu Fan looked embarrassed and a little frightened.

"Bang!" Qie Xuezun raised his brows and slapped his palm on the table, "That silly girl has been waiting for you for so long. Are you a bastard trying to default on your debt? Let's see how I deal with you!"

Because the fire here was too strong, after Wu Fan lost consciousness, the mask on his face also disappeared, so Yun Lang saw his face.

After hearing what Qixue Zun said, Wu Fan subconsciously touched his face and confirmed that the mask was indeed not there. Then he bit the bullet and continued: "Qixue Zun, you have made a mistake. You see, I am the third prince, not Wu Fan..."

"Hahahaha!" Lord Qie Xue laughed loudly after hearing this, "Have I ever told you what your last name is? My feeling is unmistakable. It is indeed you, brat!"

As he said that, Qie Xuezun raised his hand and pinched Wu Fan's face and pulled him: "You're so good at showing off your appearance, you've actually deceived us for so many years!"

Wu Fan's face was sore from being pulled, and he hurriedly stood up to break away from the clutches, and said with an embarrassed look: "Qie Xue Zun, how did you find out my identity?"

"What do you think?" Qie Xuezun also gave in.

"..."

Wu Fan was speechless. If he could have guessed, how could he ask such a question? After all, even his master Yun Lang could not recognize his identity.

But it was this cheap father-in-law, Qie Xuezun, who had no close friendship with him, who had revealed his identity as the Young Master of Qingshe before, and now he saw that he was not Yang Luo.

"Do you still remember the Demon-Sealing Pearl?" Qie Xuezun was just trying to tease Wu Fan. He was silent for a moment and then continued to speak.

"Of course I remember." Wu Fan nodded. If Lord Qie Xue hadn't given him this thing, the Five Elements Cauldron would have killed him.

"The reason why this magic-sealing bead can cover up the aura of the Five Elements Cauldron is, to put it bluntly, it is just an energy check and balance, allowing the energy of the Five Elements Cauldron to flow between your body and the magic-sealing bead!"

"So later, when the Five Elements were restricted by the Demon-Sealing Pearl, the aura of the Demon-Sealing Pearl also existed in your body..."

"Compared to the two of them, this Demon-Sealing Pearl only has the deepest contact with you, so since you have the aura of the Demon-Sealing Pearl in your body, your identity couldn't be more obvious..."

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