"Reason!" The red-haired old man shook his head and said, "There is no reason! It's up to you whether to bury it or not!"

Both the fighting spirit and the fighting spirit looked at the opponent. Both of them were at a loss and didn't know what to do.

The fighting spirit pondered for a while and suddenly said: "Ling'er! Help dig the hole!"

"What?" Zhan Ling said in surprise: "Brother, did I hear it right?"

War Spirit said: "You heard right, I want to bury Brother Baihu."

"Do you believe this old man?" Zhan Ling was a little confused.

War Spirit nodded and said: "I believe it! If he wants to kill us, why wait until now?"

"But even if it's to treat injuries, I've never heard of such a treatment!" Zhan Ling said.

The red-haired old man smiled and said: "Little girl! Don't compare me with them. You are belittling me in disguise."

"Old man, if you mess around, I will definitely not let you go," Zhan Ling said.

"If he continues to be verbose, he will be hopeless." The red-haired old man said.

"Let's go! Dig a hole!" said the fighting spirit.

The two came to the backyard garden, found an open space, and started working.

The red-haired old man looked at Feng Yun in the hall and said with a smile: "Boy! Your cultivation is still too weak. The devil world is not as simple as it seems, and what you are looking for is not so easy to appear."

Suddenly, the red-haired old man poured wine on Feng Yun's body. Suddenly, Feng Yun's body was filled with steam and clouds surrounded him.

"Old man, what did you do?" War Spirit said in surprise: "Why is there so much fog!"

"Disinfect!" said the red-haired old man.

"Disinfection, is there anyone like you?" Zhan Ling said.

War Spirit suddenly said: "Ling'er, don't always be surprised."

"Aren't you worried at all?" Zhan Ling said.

War Spirit said: "Don't worry! Just leave it to senior. I don't think he will harm us."

"Knowing people but not knowing their hearts, don't think that just because he healed your injury, he is worthy of trust. I can't say that he is trying to get brother Feng Yun's idea. What does he want to get from him? That's why he will treat you so that he can gain your trust.

." Zhan Ling said.

"Haha..." the red-haired old man said with a smile, "little girl, you have such a rich imagination!"

"What? Don't let me get it right." Zhan Ling said.

The war spirit was too lazy to pay attention to the war spirit. He held the white tiger in one hand and walked towards the garden.

"Brother! Just wait!" Zhan Ling said, "Aren't you worried about brother Feng Yun at all?"

The red-haired old man suddenly waved his fingers and pointed at Feng Yun.

"It's too confusing. There are too many types of energy in the body. If you don't explode, you are physically strong." The red-haired old man said.

"Senior! Senior!" War Spirit walked in and said, "It's buried, what should we do now?"

"Take me to see it!" the red-haired old man said.

War Spirit said: "What should Feng Yun do?"

"Don't worry, come one by one." The red-haired old man said.

When he came to the place where the white tiger was buried, the red-haired old man poured out all the remaining wine in the jar on the ground without saying anything.

Then the red-haired old man waved his hand, and a little flame fell to the ground. Suddenly, the red fire started burning.

Both the fighting spirit and the fighting spirit looked shocked. The fighting spirit hurriedly said: "Senior, you! What are you doing?"

"Am I just saying that this old man can't be trusted? He actually wants to burn Bai Hu alive." Zhan Ling said.

The fighting spirit was also a little suspicious of the red-haired old man's intention, and said: "Senior! With such a big fire, the white tiger will be scorched underneath. Aren't you going to kill him?"

The red-haired old man said: "Since you believe in me, you must believe it to the end. A person must have a beginning and an end, right?"

"Brother! Take action!" Zhan Ling suddenly said coldly.

The fighting spirit hesitated because he was very hesitant.

"Brother! What are you waiting for?" Zhan Ling said.

The red-haired old man said: "Don't move to keep him alive. When the fire goes out, he will wake up."

"Brother! When the fire goes out, the white tiger will be roasted to death." Zhan Ling said.

"Stop making noise! ​​Listen to senior!" War Spirit suddenly scolded, because he was really annoyed now.

"Brother!" War Spirit whispered.

The red-haired old man left and returned to the hall to check Feng Yun's injuries.

The red-haired old man brushed the wound on Feng Yun's body with his palm. After brushing it with his palm, the wound was completely closed and healed.

Then the red-haired old man scratched his index finger with his thumb, and immediately, a drop of blood gushed out. He hit Feng Yun with his left hand, and Feng Yun's mouth opened.

There was a flash of red light, and drops of blood fell into Feng Yun's mouth.

Then, an amazing scene appeared. Red light surrounded Feng Yun, and suddenly it was like a fish in the water, flying around Feng Yun. Slowly Feng Yun soared into the sky, and the red light became stronger and stronger.

"Bang!" There was a sudden explosion, and the sound came from the garden.

"White Tiger! How are you?" Zhan Ling asked hurriedly.

Bai Hu looked inside and said: "I feel very good, and the energy in my body is also purer."

"This old man really has his tricks up his sleeve!" War Spirit muttered.

"Old man? What old man?" Bai Hu asked in surprise.

War Spirit said: "It's the red-haired old man that Feng Yun recruited into the mansion. He saved us."

Bai Hu nodded, and the three of them came to the hall. The three of them all looked at it, because at this moment, Feng Yun was surrounded by red light, like a bloody man, and even the hair on his head turned red.

The three of them didn't speak, just watched and waited quietly.

After half a stick of incense, Feng Yun suddenly opened his eyes and saw two red lights shooting through the roof in an instant.

Feng Yun stood up, and the red light suddenly disappeared.

"Thank you, senior!" Feng Yun said respectfully.

The red-haired old man said: "It's okay! It's just a little effort! If you want to thank me, just get me some good wine."

Feng Yun nodded and said: "Senior, don't worry, we will have as much fine wine as you want."

"It's none of my business, I'm going to drink." The red-haired old man said.

Feng Yun hurriedly said: "Senior! Wait!"

"What's the matter?" the red-haired old man asked.

Feng Yun said: "Senior! I want to retreat for a while to integrate the energy in my body. I hope that senior can help me take care of the city during this period of retreat."

"As long as you have wine!" said the red-haired old man.

Feng Yun said: "Thank you, senior!"

Several people watched the red-haired old man leave.

"How long will it take?" War Spirit asked.

Feng Yun shook his head and said: "I don't know! After this battle, I have learned a lot, and I also know that my strength is limited. Even if I find the Demon Toad, I may not be able to capture it. So I have to improve my strength, and it is urgent.

, I will try my best to come out as soon as possible. The matters in the city and the search for the magic spring will be left to you, Brother Zhanhun. I'm leaving!"
Chapter completed!