In the iron room, the strong smell of wine and vegetables diluted the musty smell a lot.


    Qiuju wiped away her tears with her sleeves. She didn''t urge Fang Yunhao to eat or force Fang Yunhao to eat. She was waiting.


    If he doesn''t eat, she can wait forever, just in this iron room.


    She meant it because it was him.


    After a long time, Fang Yunhao suddenly stopped whispering and seemed to think of something to cheer him up. He suddenly said, "girl, feed me!"


    Qiu Ju was stunned: "master Fang..."


    "Do me a favor." Fang Yunhao said, "I ate these wine and vegetables. Please help me confirm the news... I, I don''t believe my son is dead, because my son is not short-lived."


    "OK."


    Qiuju Ben''s tears suddenly came out again.


    She knew that the man had to eat and drink at this time in order to make sure of his son. Of course, she felt that he was also for her and didn''t want her to stay in this dark place forever.


    Qiuju feeds Fang Yunhao with tears.


    After leaving the stone chamber, Qiuju looked back at the door of the stone chamber. She said in her heart, "Sir, don''t worry, I will help you confirm the news. If, if the young master is really dead, I will go to the place where he died for you... I am willing to pay my life! "


    There is a secret in her heart. She met Fang Yunhao when she was six years old.


    She knew it was Fang Yunhao since she first came here to give him food. It''s just that she hasn''t told Fang Yunhao about her or what happened between her and him.


    That year, she was six years old.


    That winter snow came early and walked slowly. It was very cold, very cold.


    In a small town less than a hundred miles away from the city of stars, a little girl knelt by the roadside. There was a straw mat shroud beside her. In front of her was the word she wrote askew with a stone: selling her body and burying her mother.


    She came from the bottom of the city well, but her family is still well fed and happy. But my father was infected with gambling and lost his fortune in just three years. She was robbed by her father three days after she went out to gamble, but she was not found to have lost her body.


    disasters pile up on one another.


    When she was six years old, her mother caught a cold and died without money for treatment.


    She will never forget that her mother held her hand tightly before she died, and her eyes bled after tears. Her mother didn''t want to die because her daughter was still young, but she couldn''t resist fate. No matter how much she couldn''t bear, she finally gave up and died.


    She fainted from crying. After waking up, he washed his mother''s face with his little hands that were purple with cold and cracked and bleeding due to chilblain, wrapped her in a straw mat, knelt down at the entrance and exit of the town, and wrote down the four big words of the church she asked for: selling her body and burying her mother.


    But who would be willing to spend money for a dirty little girl with thin clothes?


    What''s the difference between buying her and buying bad luck.


    It''s snowing all the time.


    At the entrance and exit of the town, at the end of the day, she had seen enough fresh clothes, angry horses and mink fur, but no one was willing to look at her more.


    She was desperate, but she wanted her mother to have a decent burial. Selling her body was her only choice and her only hope. She was waiting.


    At dusk, she remembered the day when there was the sun. At that time, the sun was very yellow, very yellow, even yellow than her hungry yellow skin.


    She knelt in the snow and shivered. Finally, a man whose face was whiter than the snow stood in front of her.


    She could see that his condition was very bad. He seemed to be seriously ill, dying.


    But he bent down and picked up her mother''s body, took her into the largest coffin shop in town, bought the best coffin, and buried her mother with her.


    He took her to her aunt''s house, left a large sum of money, and left.


    When he left, he told her that he wanted to take you back, but he didn''t know if he would have life to return home, so he couldn''t take her, so as not to leave her on the way.


    She knew. She wrote down his appearance.


    He''s gone!


    But no matter how much money he gives, it will always be spent. When the money was over, her aunt sold her to the Xu family as a servant.


    After all these years, she will never forget her pale face. But she didn''t know his name or where he came from.


    Finally one day, she saw him and knew his name. But he was locked here and hung on the wall.


    She knew it was him as soon as she saw him.


    But she can''t save him. She can only be kind to him. She wants to do something for him.


    Now the opportunity came, and she finally had a chance to work for him.


    Maybe she will die, but she is willing, she is not afraid, fearless.


    If it weren''t for him, maybe she would kneel and die by the side of the road that year, and the bodies of her mother and daughter would be thrown into the wilderness.


    Out of the subway prison, she remained silent. She still needed to wait for a chance.


    She can give her life for him, but she can''t die in vain, let alone easily.


    She must try her best to confirm the news alive, and she must try her best to worship the young master she has not met, and she must try her best to return to Xu''s house alive to see him again, and then tell him everything about his son.


    She will do everything she can, but if she can''t, she can feel at ease and deserve it when she dies.


    Now, she has to find a way to leave the Xu family!


    ... virtual home!


    Virtual night moon was captured by a mysterious expert. After returning to virtual home, she was under house arrest. She began to stay at home honestly.


    But when she heard that Fang Hao was buried in the sky volcano, she began to escape and kept running, trying to escape from her empty home.


    Although she was caught again and again, she still didn''t give up. She must escape. She wants to go to tianvolcano, and then she will live in tianvolcano.


    If one day she has the ability to destroy the Xu family, she will go to Luoxing city.


    If she doesn''t have this ability, she will always be there with him.


    ... Tang family!


    Tang Huohuo''s situation is similar to that of the virtual night moon. The only difference is that after he learned about Fang Haotian''s death, he unhesitatingly untied the seal in his body.


    What about the falling devil?


    Whoever kills my brother, I want whoever dies!


    ... Yuanwu gate!


    The people of Kendo League suddenly disappeared, as if there had never been a Kendo League in the yuan Wumen.


    No one knows where the people of Kendo League have gone.


    In the magic bone Valley, a secret place full of ghosts and fog covers the cage. Rong Yanbing takes everyone to fight with the skeleton army.


    Everyone has a belief in his heart.


    If you want to avenge Fang Haotian and set xuyeyue and Tang Huohuo free, they must be strong.


    Everyone is strong, Kendo alliance should be strong.


    If Kendo alliance wants to become the most powerful force, each of them must be strong.


    ... the news of Fang Haotian''s death has affected many people, both happy and sad.


    For example, Lei Ao, Ji Ying, Meng brothers, Wu Fangjing and other people who have made friends with Fang Haotian are shocked and sad.


    For example, Guan Bai, all the people of Huoyi alliance, such as Lin Chen and Fang Qinglun, all clapped their hands to congratulate Fang Haotian.


    Of course, there is another person, who has been practicing in a secret place of Yuanwu gate.


    When hearing the news of Fang Haotian''s death, her body suddenly collapsed on the ground, holding the earth and stone on the ground, her fingers turned white, and her voice trembled: "Haotian, I''m wrong, I shouldn''t be cruel to see you for cultivation, I''m wrong, I''m really wrong..." poof, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and she fainted!


    Beside her, the superior elder of the Yuan Wu sect was expressionless and vaguely happy.


    "It would be better if he died. Finally broke your inner obsession. With your obsession so deep, now that he is dead, it is difficult for others to enter your heart. Ha ha, I can finally boldly teach you Bingxin''s formula to ask heaven... Always protect Bingxin and ask heaven... Ha ha, it depends on you if we can have another heaven and man in Yuanwu sect, my good disciple... "


    ... Fang Haotian is not dead. He is now in the hinterland of Mount Tian.


    He finally recovered from his coma. The first feeling of waking up is very painful, deep into the bone marrow. Then it was hot, very hot, as if they were being roasted with fire.


    The next moment, he found that he was really roasted by the fire.


    His body was covered with magma redder than blood. These magma do not stop, but constantly creep, as if they have life and independent spiritual consciousness.


    "Magma?"


    Fang haotianmeng was surprised. He was under the fire and in the magma. Didn''t he die?


    Fang Haotian calmed down.


    Yes, he was really in the magma. He was suspended in the magma, but there was a light golden light around him.


    "Golden sword!"


    Fang Haotian knew he was right. When his life was threatened, Jinjian saved him again.


    "Thank you."


    Fang Haotian thanked Jin Jian with gratitude.


    The golden sword in the depths of the soul did not move, and there was no response. But Fang Haotian was convinced that he could hear him.


    Seeing that Jin Jian didn''t respond, Fang Haotian smiled and put his attention back to his current situation.


    "Can you swim up?"


    Fang Haotian tried to make an upward effort, but he moved. The magma around him rolled violently, and strong pressure from all directions made him unable to move.


    He tried several times, but it was useless. He couldn''t move up or down, even left and right.


    Now I''m miserable again. Can I be trapped here all my life?


    "No, I can''t stay here forever, otherwise I will starve even if I haven''t been burned to death."


    Fang Haotian''s eyes narrowed and twinkled with strong reluctance.


    He has a lot of things to do. He wants to save his father and uncle. He wants to find the sect leader to clean up the charges. He wants to revitalize the Fang family. He wants to kill Zhuliang and destroy the Xu family. He also knows that there must be a girl who is worried about him now. There must be brothers and friends worried about him... "I must go out. I must not die here."


    Fang Haotian clenched his fists and his eyes were full of perseverance and stubbornness.


    Although he is in a difficult situation now, he believes that this is only his way of cultivation, the way of the strong, and a challenge in the process of pursuing the peak of martial arts, that is, facing a powerful enemy now.


    As long as he doesn''t give up, he will succeed through the challenge, and he can defeat the powerful enemy.


    do not give up!


    never give up!


    Since you don''t give up, you can repair your body here and practice at ease.


    Fang Haotian tried to retract his feet, and then formed a cross legged sitting posture in the magma.


    He was not in a hurry to take pills because there were not many pills. Now I''m trapped here. I can''t be in a hurry for a while. Those pills are reserved for the critical moment. After all, now in danger, he doesn''t know what will happen next.


    "Heaven and earth are mysterious!"


    Fang Hao was so angry that the sea was surging.


    "Eh?"


    After a while, Fang Haotian was suddenly surprised that the energy here was a little violent because it was too abundant. The energy was thousands or thousands of times as abundant as outside.


    Of course, the energy here is hot, surprisingly hot.


    He just absorbed a little energy and felt like swallowing a fire. But for his quick reaction, the hot energy would almost burn him from inside his body.


    "Although the energy here is frightening, there is plenty of energy. If you make good use of it, you can practice here every day."


    Fang Haotian was prepared and became careful when absorbing energy.


    He is not in a hurry. He absorbs, refines and then absorbs