"Scare, this kid can breathe fire?"
Sun Wukong exclaimed, especially after feeling the terrible temperature on the fire.
The flames on the five cars connected with each other, forming a sea of fire that burned fiercely and turned most of the sky red.
Red Boy flew in the middle of the sea of fire and laughed proudly: "Don't run away if you can. If I don't burn you to death, I lose."
"This flame, this, this is the true fire of samadhi."
Nezha's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly flew back like a snake or a scorpion. If he got into trouble with this, he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.
"Samadhi True Fire?"
Hearing the sound, Sun Wukong frowned.
Back then, in Taishang Laojun's Bagua furnace, he was roasted by the true fire of Samadhi and developed a pair of piercing eyes.
Speaking of which, he is not afraid of fire, but he is afraid of smoke.
The real fire of Samadhi carried billowing black smoke, which made his eyes uncomfortable.
"Is this kid so fierce?"
Looking at the majestic red boy, Hua Husiao gradually showed excitement in his eyes.
I thought he was just an ordinary Golden Immortal child, but I never thought he would have such a powerful weapon as Samadhi True Fire.
Under such conditions, there is absolutely no problem in being his human slave.
"Silly mink, suffer death."
Red Boy did not chase Sun Wukong and Nezha, but carried the billowing flames towards the fox and marten.
With a look of disdain in his eyes, the flower fox marten said disdainfully: "You are really powerful with your fire, but you can't burn this Emperor of Heaven. My child, why don't we make a bet? You can attack this Emperor of Heaven in just one stick of incense."
"As long as you hit it, you can set whatever conditions you want. If you don't hit it, how about you follow me, the Emperor of Heaven, and I'll take you to the hot and spicy food when the time comes."
Hong Hai'er snorted angrily: "Don't be so arrogant, look at my flames."
Curling his lips, the flower fox marten disappeared and ran upwards.
"Are you betting or not? I thought he was a hero, but he turns out to be a bear. It seems he knows he doesn't have that ability."
The flower fox marten was deliberately provoking, but Red Boy could not compete with this bad, pus-oozing marten, so he was so angry that he agreed.
Flames soared into the sky, chasing the fox and marten.
This time the flower fox and marten did not dodge, and a golden light shield was built around its body, blocking the Samadhi True Fire from outside.
It's just that this light shield lasted for a moment and then shattered.
Just when Honghai'er thought he was going to hit the flower fox marten, the flower fox marten disappeared again and ran out of the sea of fire.
"I'm going to make this king so angry that I'll burn him."
The furious Red Boy punched his nose multiple times.
With the addition of new Samadhi True Fire, the surrounding sea of fire suddenly expanded and pushed to all sides.
Sun Wukong and Nezha were so frightened that their faces changed wildly, and they hurriedly pulled Bai Pinpin to stay away.
"If I can't burn this Emperor, I'll beat myself up. I'm sure I'll be crying when I lose, hahaha."
The flower fox and marten laughed proudly, moving back and forth in the sea of fire, using the endless spells in his red pants one after another.
In the bookstore, Yang Xiao laughed and shook his head, Hua Hu Diao was bullying people, no matter who it was, there were only a few people in the same country who could do anything to it.
Even Taiyi is impossible. Only Daluo and above can take advantage of their cultivation to forcibly deal with it.
And even Daluo will have to spend more time, and there is nothing he can do in a short time.
A stick of incense lasted a long time or a short time. In the end, the red boy's nose was all red, but he still didn't touch the fox or marten.
"Well, you can't burn this Emperor. From now on, you will be my little follower."
When the time came, the flower fox marten was extremely proud.
But Honghai'er didn't admit it and hummed: "Who agreed? Do you have any evidence?"
"You little brat, how dare you not keep your word?"
The flower fox marten was angry. The human slave he had obtained wanted to fly away. What was he dreaming about?
Looking at the flower fox and marten proudly, the red boy put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "You are going to break your promise, what can you do?"
"Yes, this Emperor likes your shamelessness."
Curling his lips, Huahu Marten did not make a move, but turned his hand and took out a big, round peach from his red pants.
Looking at the red boy with disdain, the flower fox marten mocked: "This is a flat peach, it's nine thousand years old, kid, you must have never eaten it, no, you probably haven't smelled it or seen it, haha. "
As he spoke, the flower fox marten took a hard bite, and the rich aroma suddenly filled the sky above the dry pine stream.
Staring blankly at the flat peach in the flower fox marten's hand, Hong Boy couldn't help swallowing and spitting as he smelled the pleasant aroma.
The flower fox marten didn't give up. He turned his hand and took out three more: "Little Nezha, monkey, little bones, come here, one for each person."
After being stunned for a moment, Sun Wukong and others hurriedly flew over and grabbed the belt, fearing that the mink would regret it.
"Don't think that you are just trying to trick me by getting some fragrance. You are a little mink, how can you get something as precious as a flat peach?"
Although he already believed it in his heart, Honghai'er still said with a stiff neck.
The flower fox marten didn't waste any time, just took out a three thousand year old one and threw it over.
"Remember, this Heavenly Emperor is not a mink, but the Heavenly Emperor, the Flower Emperor. Things like the flat peach that you long for but cannot have, to this Heavenly Emperor, are just Chinese cabbage. This three-thousand-year-old flower will be rewarded to you."
Holding the flat peach in his hand, Honghai'er's face was full of confusion. Just give him one?
Emperor of Heaven, Emperor of Flowers? There is such a famous person in heaven, no, it’s Diao.
The dumbfounded Hong Boy was so greedy that he took a bite of the peach regardless of whether there was anything wrong with it.
The rich and sweet fragrance filled the mouth, and Hong Hai'er's eyes suddenly showed deep joy, and he started to eat it with big mouthfuls.
The little demons behind him were salivating and watching eagerly.
In the blink of an eye, Red Boy ate the three-thousand-year-old flat peach in his hand and turned his attention to the flower fox marten again.
"Does your nine-thousand-year-old one taste good?"
"It's not nonsense. Of course it's delicious. Do you want one?"
A snicker flashed deep in the eyes of Hua Hu Miao, a little kid, I still don’t believe that I can’t conquer you.
A moment of confusion flashed across his face, and Hong Boy gritted his teeth: "As your follower, will you give me nine thousand years of flat peaches?"
"Of course, nine thousand years of flat peaches are nothing. This Heavenly Emperor also has elixirs from Tushita Palace. There are all kinds of elixirs. Which one do you want to eat?"
Hong Hai'er's breathing suddenly became rapid. He put away the fire-pointed spear in his hand and nodded: "Okay, from now on, I will be your follower. Give me a nine-thousand-year-old flat peach first."
"You must act like a follower. Come here and give me a pat on the back."
Seeing that Red Boy agreed, Hua Fox Marten immediately became overjoyed.
Hong Hai'er was stunned for a moment, but for the sake of the peach, he flew over and hung behind the flower fox and marten, beating his shoulders.
The flower fox and marten narrowed his eyes in comfort. Is this the enjoyment of the Emperor of Heaven? Tsk, tsk, not bad, not bad.
"I wonder if the Bull Demon King will beat this damn mink to death if he knows about it."
Yang Xiao watched this scene speechlessly in the bookstore, really not knowing what to say.
But if Red Boy and Flower Fox Marten ran away, what should we do about this problem in Withered Pine Stream?
When Tang Seng and his disciples come over, if no one stops them, it will be one less problem.
Nine is the ultimate number, and ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties have their own mysteries. If there is one more difficulty and one less difficulty, the effect will be greatly affected. This kind of situation will definitely not be allowed to happen in Buddhism.
