Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Chapter 62
Although Huo Steward was amazed by the bamboo bed's independent power to protect the Lord, he did not let go of his attack, and the magic power surged out from the palm of his hand.

He was worried about Zhao Fushuang falling into the magma. He was afraid that Zhao Fushuang would still have a way to save his life because of the deep background of the Bai family.

In any case, he couldn't keep such a strong enemy as Zhao Fushuang.

Zhao Fushuang knew that she was doomed, she looked at the vast sky, her mood was quite stable at the moment.

But when she was dying, she seemed to see Yi Huang.

No, it's not an illusion, that person really came.

His black hair is like a waterfall, his white shirt is flying, and his eyes are stern. He stands on the aircraft and cuts through the void.

In the blink of an eye, he sank into the Red Flame Purgatory without any hesitation.

The white clothes pierced through the crimson flames, and the flames seemed to become his protective aura, playing around him.

Zhao Fu insisted on not admitting it, thinking that when he saw Yi Huang for the first time, he was really amazed by his aura, but he was still too young, and now Yi Huang, who came here with white shirt, black hair, green bamboo, broken crimson fireworks, was the one Really gorgeous.

Three hours ahead of birth!

Why should he!
He stood on the aircraft, with his black hair flying with his clothes, with one hand he shattered Butler Huo's attack that was about to land on her, and with the other he pulled her past the magma and then the rolling magma flew in his direction.

Everything came just right.

When Zhao Fushuang fell into Yi Huang's arms, there was only a heavy sigh left in her heart.

When he was going to die, he was obviously calm, but when he was escaping from birth, why did he suddenly feel a little choked up in his throat?

Yi Huang held Zhao Fu's flying machine on his shoulders and flew out of the Red Flame Purgatory at high speed, and landed in front of the stone house.

At this moment, Steward Huo had already grabbed Lao Hei and flew out of the Red Flame Purgatory.

Yi Huang lowered his head and swept over, Zhao Fu's face was so dark that it couldn't hide his weakness, his eyes were half-closed, blood stained the tattered clothes and the corners of his bloodless lips, and his jet-black hair was messy and scattered.

It seems that he can't die.

Yi Huang waved his coat over her body, covering her tattered clothes.

Wearing a thin undershirt, he held Zhao Fu's shoulders with one hand and locked her within his controllable range.

Only then did he look at Butler Huo with cold eyes, his expression was as cold as ice, and he didn't have any extra words. He directly released his weapon to invite the battle, "Mayfly Mountain Yihuang, please enlighten me!"

Before Housekeeper Huo could reply, a finger-length crystal clear emerald green bamboo flew out of his body and lay horizontally in front of him.

Yi Huang held the green bamboo with one hand, and held a flower in his palm. The bamboo exuded a circle of luster, and it rose to more than three feet in an instant.

The emerald bamboo hummed to the sky, and instantly turned into 130 two phantoms. When the phantoms turned between Yi Huang's slender and white fingers, the phantoms almost formed an emerald green screen.

In an instant, the emerald green screen was released, strangling towards Butler Huo overwhelmingly.

Everything is so fast that it is hard to tell with the naked eye!

Huo Steward's expression was shocked, and while defending with all his strength, he said in surprise: "You, are you the owner of Mayfly Mountain?"

Yi Huang didn't answer, just pinched the formula with his palm to control the green bamboo with no expression on his face, 130 the two phantoms merged into one, and the merged Ban Yu broke through the air again and went away.

Huo Steward's face changed drastically, his whole body's mana condensed into an air mask, and he desperately dodged in embarrassment, Ban Yu easily smashed the air mask and almost brushed past his neck.

Butler Huo's neck was torn by the strong wind, and blood flowed continuously.

He believed that as long as he dodged and slowed down for a moment, he would have quietly confessed here at this moment.

Yi Huang's attack was too swift and violent, butler Huo was completely helpless. He yelled in panic, "How can the majestic Mayfly Mountain Lord attack the mortal monks? It violates the covenant that the mainland and Mayfly Mountain have made for many years."

"Covenant?" Yi Huang's palm changed again, and the bamboo began to transform into 130 phantoms again, which followed Huo Steward's leaving steps like a shadow, and he said coldly: "I will fight you with 67 gods and 89 gods!" The half-step quasi-immortal of Zhu Guan, where did you break the rules?"

Huo Steward is naturally not an ignorant person to have today's cultivation base, "It is rumored that the master of Mayfly Mountain has comprehended the power of heaven, how can his cultivation base be measured by a god plant?"

Yi Huang's attack was fast and overwhelming, but seeing his palm formula change again, the 130 two bamboos began to vibrate with rules that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, as if some kind of sound wave was attacking Elder Huo. His expression became flustered, and his complexion became worse and worse, but the old black in his hand was fine.

Only then did he open his mouth coldly: "So what?"

The voice is three-point loose, three-point uninhibited, and three-point domineering.

As soon as these words came out, even Zhao Fushuang felt that Yi Huang seemed to be a different person at the moment.

This person was a little too arrogant when he started his hands.

Killing decisively, his entire body exudes a conceit that looks down on the world.

The gentleness and indifference in the past are like a layer of skin disguised on the surface of his arrogant soul.

Butler Huo seemed unable to escape the attack of the sound wave no matter how he escaped, his expression became extremely ugly for a moment, he had never seen such a powerful weapon in his life.

This weapon seems to have a soul, and its aura is overwhelming. He was so frightened by the aura of a bamboo that he couldn't show his strength!
Huo Butler was angry and anxious, "The old man advises the mountain master not to meddle in other people's business, the grievances between me and the eldest lady are not something outsiders can get in."

Zhao Fu tightly grasped the clothes on Yi Huang's back with both hands, and said weakly, "You and I have a grievance that can't be inserted by outsiders."

"I'm not an outsider!" Yi Huang didn't say any nonsense, and the palm bamboo changed again, forming a trap and killing formation extremely quickly.

This weapon is really powerful, and with Yi Huang's reputation outside, Huo Steward suddenly lost his position and wanted to escape with Lao Hei.

130 The vibration rules of the two bamboos changed again, and the trapped killing array blocked all directions. Yi Huang's cold voice was full of chilling, "Keep that cat and let you go, otherwise, don't blame me for killing."

Yi Huang's name is like thunder, even if he can escape today, if he offends Yi Huang, there will be endless troubles in the future.

Leave the green hills without worrying about no firewood.

Huo Steward was disturbed by the bamboo, weighed it over and over again, and finally threw Old Hei over, and disappeared on the spot by himself.

Lao Hei was thrown on the aircraft, Yi Huang didn't stop for a moment, turned around and left Zhao Fushuang on the aircraft, and flew into the void with a person and a cat.

"You're going to die, won't you be gentle?" Zhao Fushuang was still on the aircraft, saying that it didn't hurt, anyway, she was already numb from the pain.

At this moment, it is just a few words of complaint.

Yi Huang ignored her, concentrated on flying out quickly.

Zhao Fushuang didn't want any answer either.

Crises come and go quickly.

The aircraft shuttled silently, so fast that every particle of dust hitting the aircraft seemed to stir up waves.

Zhao Fushuang knew that she should say thank you right now, but she couldn't say these two words stuck in her throat.

It is not a big deal to be able to say thank you, but the grace of saving life must be paid back.

So, it doesn't matter whether you are thankful or not.

(End of this chapter)