"Where the hell did this thing go?"
Hua Yueying, who was still on the Flaming Mountain, cursed angrily. It had been so many days since she stayed on the Flaming Mountain, quietly feeling and trying to find the trace of the Three Flames.
However, this Three True Fires seemed to have never appeared in the Flaming Mountain.
There was no breath at all, and she was almost depressed to death.
This reminded her that there was only one time in these days when she seemed to be peeped at by someone, but that time was too short, and before she could figure out who was peeping at her, the person disappeared.
depressed!
If the master can’t find the Three True Fires, he’ll probably be angry.
I estimated that I would not be able to return to the Tiandi Pawnshop for a while. After all, as the number of items in the Tiandi Pawnshop increased, their customers would become more and more numerous and diverse, and their strength would slowly increase.
At this time, as a spirit of the weapon, she must become stronger.
She could control water and fire, and when she could control all the invisible things between heaven and earth, she would become extremely powerful. At that time, it would not be difficult for her to rush to the Heavenly Palace to collect debts with a group of slaves from the pawnshop of heaven and earth.
Humph, let’s see when the time comes whether Chang’e from Guanghan Palace will have the nerve to avoid paying her debts again?
If you dare to hide from your debts again, she will tear down the Guanghan Palace!
When she thought of this, Hua Yueying felt an infinite sense of heroism in her heart.
Then she continued to look for the Three Flavors True Fire, searching for its aura everywhere around the Tianchi Lake. She just couldn't believe that the Flaming Mountain had existed for five hundred years and the Three Flavors True Fire had also existed for five hundred years.
Just disappear like that, without leaving even a trace?
Zhang Fan in the Flame City was in a bad mood. Although his toes were not kissed by anyone, the Mohaner clan said that they wanted to invite him to get on the carriage and tour the city so that everyone could admire the glory of their master.
Chief Mohan prepared a golden carriage for him. The carriage was about seven or eight meters high and pulled by ten horses. The horses were all equipped with pure gold saddles, which looked extremely luxurious.
The Mohanl clan is quite fond of gold, which is similar to his hobby.
Looking at the gems in his hand and then seeing the old chief of Mohaner kneeling on the ground begging, Zhang Fan got on the carriage with reluctance. Although the carriage was extremely luxurious, the curtains around it had been removed.
Whether Zhang Fan was sitting inside or just lying down, the subjects of Flame City could see Zhang Fan's white figure from afar. This was enough for those people!
In fact, Zhang Fan was quite comfortable sitting in the carriage. He was reading some books, some stories about the legend of the Flame City.
It's so boring here without a phone, I can only use these to kill time.
Moreover, there were many gems placed on the carriage for him to play with, so that his trip would not be too boring.
But when he read those legends, it made the people who were kneeling on the ground even more excited. They prostrated themselves on the ground, feeling that the lord who was high above was still busy studying and handling official business.
He is truly a holy lord who is extremely admirable.
Someone in the crowd shouted.
"Long live, long live, long live!"
The voice was so loud that Zhang Fan, who was reading, was stunned for a moment. The book in his hand almost fell to the ground. Who is this and why is he shouting like that?
He looked up and pointed at the person who shouted, and immediately brought the frightened person to his side. Zhang Fan felt that this person was somewhat friendly because he also had yellow skin.
In the eyes of the people in Fire City, people with this kind of skin actually look very white, just like themselves.
"See, see..."
The man didn't expect that he would be brought before the Lord because of a word. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. He was so scared that he was trembling and couldn't speak clearly.
"You can wear white clothes from now on! People with yellow skin look good in white clothes!"
Zhang Fan's words were like the sound of nature, which surprised the man kneeling on the ground. He kept kowtowing to Zhang Fan. White clothes are the most noble clothes in Flame City.
I can wear white clothes. Does that mean that I can be considered a noble of Flame City in the future?
Can I wear white clothes like the Lord?
"Thank you, Lord Long En. Long live, long live, long live!"
This person reacted very quickly and flattered loudly, which made Zhang Fan blush a little. He thought it was ridiculous for this 800-li Flaming Mountain to call himself the emperor. But think about it, the King of the Kingdom of Women was still a slave to him.
I feel relieved.
It’s just a name, no big deal, let these servants call you whatever they like!
When some people saw that the man was rewarded by the Lord, they all learned their lesson and shouted in unison: "Long live, long live, long live..."
This kind of shouting seemed to be contagious, and soon there were more and more similar shouts in Flame City. Wherever Zhang Fan passed, people were shouting "Long live the emperor". He seemed to be in a good mood, which made the Mohaner clan very happy and they also followed suit.
The entire Flame City was filled with such shouts, which made Zhang Fan laugh and cry.
Hahahaha, in the past, emperors were mostly called like this by ministers in the court. I didn’t expect that the people in the Flame City would all call like this. But the voices were quite loud!
Just be happy and be in a good mood!
There were countless singing and dancing performances afterwards, and the place was filled with singing and dancing, creating a sea of joy.
According to Chief Mohan's intention, the celebration should last for ten days and ten nights, but Zhang Fan felt annoyed and planned to let people celebrate for one day and then disperse. He then planned to inspect the area around the 800-mile Flaming Mountain.
Let’s see how these people use the water after it flows down from the Milky Way.
So that night, Zhang Fan drove a clean carriage, changed into black clothes, and left the city gate.
Just after he left the Flame City Gate, Flying Camel rushed into the Flame City. Because of his fast speed, he was stopped by the guards. But when he revealed his identity as Flying Camel, the most loyal servant of the Lord, and wanted to meet the Lord at this time.
Even Chief Mohan was alarmed.
The chief of the Feiluotuo Mohaner tribe still remembered that the Lord had asked him something when he came down the mountain. When he saw Feiluotuo say that he had an extremely urgent matter and needed to see the Lord, he hesitated and asked Hong'er to report to Zhang Fan.
Flying Camel asks for a meeting.
Hong'er, who just went in to report, soon rushed out with a pale face and exclaimed.
"Oh no, the Lord is missing!"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue. The flying camel, who had not even had a rest, felt dizzy. He could not even stand steadily. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes and suddenly fell to the ground.
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