Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Shang Qingjun, whose pretty face was slightly red, turned to the closed gate of the ancestral hall, and a hint of helplessness flashed through his beautiful eyes. There was only one main gate in the ancestral hall that could enter and exit. Now the main gate has been closed. Unless Shang Qingjun has the ability to escape, it is really difficult to leave quietly from the eyelids of Ji Fa and the young follower.

Shang Qingjun, who leaned lightly on the stone pillar, dared not make any sound. He only hoped that the rain outside would end soon, and the two guys would leave quickly.

However, God seemed to have not heard her call, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. It would not stop in a short period of time.

"Ji Wei!" Ji Fa, who took a breath, suddenly shouted with a slight flash of eyes.

"Ah?" The young follower who subconsciously responded, couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Second Prince, what's the matter?"

He turned his head and looked at the young follower Ji Wei, took out a fire breaker, pointed to the two candles on the altar in front, and then handed the fire breaker to Ji Wei.

Suddenly, he nodded with a smile, and Ji Wei immediately took the fire pie and stood up to light a candle.

With a slight sound, the fire broke out and lit one of the candles. Suddenly, the entire dim ancestral hall became slightly brighter.

After bent back and looked at the stone pillar, he could see the shadows illuminating on the ground. Ji Fa, whose mouth was slightly raised, drifted directly to the back and came not far from the stone pillar.

"Miss, don't hide, right?" Ji Fa couldn't help but smile when he looked at Shang Qingjun who looked at him with beautiful eyes.

Shang Qingjun, who was slightly helpless, immediately took a breath and walked out from behind the stone pillar.

"Two..." lit another candle and turned to Ji Wei of Ji Fa. Seeing Shang Qingjun walking out from behind the stone pillar, he immediately glared and exclaimed: "Ghost!"

With a "bang", he stepped back while speaking, hitting Ji Wei who hit the altar, and the fire broker in his hand fell directly to the ground.

In an instant, Ji Fa and Shang Qingjun who turned to look at Ji Wei, and they couldn't help but look depressed and helpless on their faces.

"Ghost, are you? Have you ever seen a ghost with a shadow?" Ji Fa said unhappyly. Instead, he hurriedly bowed his hand slightly to Shang Qingjun and apologized with a smile: "This lady, Ji Fa is prone to offend him. Please forgive me if you have any offense!"

Xiumei raised her eyebrows and looked at Ji Fa. Shang Qingjun smiled and nodded, "You are welcome to be polite, the Second Prince!"

"Call me Ji Fa!" Ji Fa, who smiled embarrassedly, couldn't help but look curiously and asked, "Miss is probably not from Xiqi, right? I wonder what the lady calls her?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Qingjun, who was slightly hesitant, said quietly: "Shang Qingjun!"

"Qingjun?" Ji Fa raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled. His eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but praise him: "Good name! Miss Shang, why are you here alone?"

After looking at Ji Fa, Shang Qingjun, who had no response, slowly stepped forward and knelt down on the original cushion.

"Second Prince, am I right? It's really a daughter..." Ji Wei hurriedly picked up the fire and walked to Ji Fa's side, and couldn't help but wink at Ji Fa with a smile and said softly.

Before he could finish speaking, Ji Fa looked at him with a frown, and he hurriedly smiled and stopped.

Turning to look at Shang Qingjun's beautiful and graceful back, his eyes flashed slightly, and then looked at the gods enshrined. With his expression slightly moving, Ji Fa immediately stepped forward and knelt beside Shang Qingjun through a cushion, and asked softly: "Miss Shang, I wonder what your relationship is with the late Shang Shang Prime Minister, Mr. Shang Rong?"

Listening to Ji Fa's words, Shang Qingjun, who had a sad look on his pretty face in an instant, had a slightly red face, and couldn't help but pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment before taking a deep breath and speaking: "That's my father!"

"Ms. Shang is really the only daughter of the old prime minister?" Ji Fa couldn't help but look at Shang Qingjun in surprise.

Ji Fa, who immediately reacted, quickly apologized and said softly: "Miss Shang, I'm sorry, let me mention your sad things!"

"It's okay!" Shang Qingjun, who shook his head and said, closed his beautiful eyes slightly and did not speak again.

Seeing this, Ji Fa took a breath and was slightly silent for a moment.

Not far away, his eyes flashed slightly at the backs of Ji Fa and Shang Qingjun, and Ji Wei couldn't help but smile strangely.

Let the thunder roll outside and the sound of rain drizzle, the ancestral hall was slightly quiet and peaceful.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took, the thunder outside had already disappeared, and the sound of rain gradually subsided.

Shang Qingjun, who had been kneeling quietly for a long time after closing his eyes, suddenly opened his beautiful eyes and slowly stood up. He walked straight to the altar, took out three incense sticks from the incense box, lit them on the candle fire beside him, and then gently waved the incense to extinguish the fire, carefully inserted it into the incense burner.

Ji Fa, who slowly walked to the side, also burned incense. Instead, he looked at Shang Qingjun and smiled and said, "Miss Shang, do you need me to send you?"

"No need! Thank you, 2. Thank you for your kindness!" Shang Qingjun, who shook his head lightly, turned around and left as he spoke.

Seeing this, Ji Fa, who was a little disappointed, couldn't help but gesture to Ji Wei's eyes.

With a squeak, Ji Wei, who hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door, couldn't help but smile and said politely to Shang Qingjun: "Please, Miss!"

"Thank you!" Shang Qingjun, who nodded and thanked, left the ancestral hall directly, and his figure slowly disappeared into the faint rain curtain.

He brought Ji Wei to the entrance of the ancestral hall and watched Shang Qingjun's figure leave. Ji Fa couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Looking at Ji Fa's dazed look, Ji Wei couldn't help but smile even stronger.

At this moment, amid the rapid sound of horse hooves, several people who looked like generals rode their horses straight into the memorial square outside the ancestral hall, obviously looking anxious and nervous.

"Don't you behave! Don't you know that you can't ride a horse here?" Ji Fa, who was awakened by the sound of horse hooves, couldn't help but frown and scolded him slightly annoyed when he saw this.

Ji Wei, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly and said, "Second Prince, it seems that there is something urgent!"

"Huh?" Ji Fa, who raised his eyebrows slightly and moved slightly, couldn't help but respond quickly to the leader who was dismounted without waiting for his question. The general hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and said, "Your report to Prince Ji Fa, King Wen is critically ill, please return to the palace quickly!"

Listening to the general's words, he paused and his whole body shook. Ji Fa, who looked slightly pale, turned to react. He quickly stepped forward and rode his horse straight outside: "Go!"

The general who knelt on one knee also quickly walked aside and rode another general and rode a horse with him at the order. Several generals quickly rode their horses to catch up with Ji Fa.

"Oh, wait!" Ji Wei, who hurriedly shouted, looked at the few horses that left in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but feel depressed.

...

People say that the Marquis of Xibo is wise, but it is hard to defeat the destiny of heaven after all! This founding monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty died of illness not long after his reign!

The death of King Wen casts a layer of haze and endless sorrow on the entire Xiqi! King Wen manages Xiqi for many years, and does not pick up the remains of Xiqi, and does not close his doors at night, and prospers. In the hearts of the people of Xiqi, King Wen is a true sage, and his status and influence are definitely greater than that of the kings of the Shang Dynasty.

Just when the ministers of Xiqi were busy in the funeral for King Wen and preparing for the new king to succeed the throne, Huang Feihu, who brought his brothers, sons, four friends and a thousand generals to the fifth level, was carrying out his plan to escape. First, he was blocked by General Zhang Feng at Lintong Pass. Fortunately, Zhang Feng's subordinate Xiao Yin helped him pass the pass, and then he was beaten to death by General Chen Tong at Tong Pass. Fortunately, his eldest son Huang Tianhua was ordered to rescue him and collected the Fire Dragon Dart with a water spark basket, killed Chen Tong, and helped his father pass the pass. At Chuanyun Pass, he was almost set on fire by General Chen Wu. After his wife Jia asked a dream to tell him, he escaped and killed Chen Wu out of Chuanyun Pass.

However, at the Fourth Pass Pai Pass, Huang Feihu met his old father Huang Gun. Huang Gun was foolish and wanted to escort Huang Feihu and others back to Chaoge to apologize. However, while his grandson Huang Tianxiang and everyone persuaded him, he finally bit his teeth and gave up the Guanxi and traveled with his son.

The Huang family father and son thought that Han Rong, the general of the guard of Shishui Pass, had no ability and should have a good time, but Han Rong had a general named Yu Hua, who was a disciple of Penglai Yiqi Immortal Yu Yuan. He was quite successful. He had a soul-slaying banner in his hand, and he raised it into the air, covering a few black air, and could carry it away in vain. The Huang family's father and son did not know that Yu Hua was powerful, and they were all captured by him with the soul-slaying banner. They were captured in one net. He was about to pass the five levels, but he was stopped by the last obstacle. It was really sad. His father Huang Gun sighed secretly, saying that the loyalty and wise men of the Huang family were lost in their reputation.

Han Rong was overjoyed. Huang Feihu was not an ordinary person. He passed four passes in a row and killed three generals! Han Rong captured him, which was enough to make him famous. So, Han Rong, who was delighted, asked Yu Hua to escort Huang Feihu and others to Chaoge to ask for merit and reward, thinking that he should be promoted to another level.

...

In the East China Sea, Sanxian Island, Sanxiao Cave, there is white clothes, golden and jade bracelets on both wrists, snow silk steps on clouds under his feet, and a pair of horns on his head, and a casual smile on his face. He went straight to the fairy Yunxiao who was sitting high on the white jade cloud bed, bowed respectfully and said: "Disciple Nezha, pay homage to the teacher!"

"Nezha!" Fairy Yunxiao opened her eyes slightly, looked at Nezha and couldn't help but say, "Your uncle and grandpa are in trouble. You can go to the official road between Sishui Pass and Jiepai Pass to rescue you."

Nezha was stunned for a moment, then he quickly said with a slight glaring: "Wait! Teacher, where did I get my uncle and grandfather?"

"Hmm? Haven't your mother told you?" Fairy Yunxiao looked at Nezha with a little surprise and shook her head and smiled. He hurriedly said, "Nezha, your mother Yin is also a descendant of the royal family of the Shang Dynasty. She was just from a side branch. Her parents were already mourned and Huang Gun adopted her as her adopted daughter. Later, she married your father Li Jing. Therefore, Huang Gun can be regarded as your grandfather. Huang Feihu, the King of Wucheng, is naturally your uncle!"

Nezha couldn't help but scratch his head and blinked in surprise and said, "There is still this? It seems that I haven't heard from my mother!"

"Okay, Nezha, stop talking too much!" Fairy Yunxiao, who shook his head and smiled, hurriedly said: "Your saving your mother and your aunt were both harmed by King Zhou. Your uncle was angry and had nothing to do with it. He was captured by Yu Hua, the disciple of the Jie Sect at Sishui Pass. He is ready to send him to Chaoge for reward! You might as well go and save him quickly! By the way, then Yu Hua is the disciple of your Holy Mother Jinling. He is your nephew and you don't have to hurt his life."

Nezha grinned and then shrugged and responded quickly, turning around and leaving.

Let’s talk about Nezha’s departure from the Three Immortal Island and stepping on the Wind and Fire Wheels, and it was a thousand miles in a flash. The speed was much faster than Yu Hua’s escort Huang Feihu and others. Soon, he came to a small cliff only ten meters high on the side of the official road between Sishui Pass and Jiepai Pass.

"Uncle?" Nezha leaned against a big rock on the cliff and murmured softly, and couldn't help but shake his head with a strange and entangled look on his face.

Soon, amid the vague sound of horse hooves and wheels, Nezha, whose eyes were condensed, saw a general with a short figure on the official road that was rising from a distance, leading hundreds of soldiers to escort many people.

"Hmm?" Nezha, whose divine light flashed slightly in his eyes, looked at him and couldn't help but murmur softly: "It seems that there is another old general, it seems that it's grandfather, right."

While speaking, Nezha stood up and waited for those people to approach. He couldn't help but fly over to the ground and hugged his chest with his hands wrapped around his chest and shouted with a smile: "I'm driving this road. I'm planting a tree. If you want to live there from now on, leave to buy wealth! Uh, it seems that there is no tree!"

"Where did you come from? I dare to find you, Grandpa Yu Hua, happy, are you looking for death?" Yu Hua immediately glared at him and shouted.

Listening to Yu Hua's words, Nezha, whose eyes were narrowed and the corners of his mouth was raised, couldn't help but touch his nose: "Yu Hua? I didn't plan to make things difficult for you. But, if you say something to you, I'll greet you today!"

"Hmph! A boy overestimating his abilities!" He snorted coldly, looking at Nezha with a slight sense of surprise. Then Yu Hua waved his hand and sacrificed the Soul-Slaying Banner. In an instant, a black banner opened in the air, and five black lights went directly towards Nezha.

Huang Feihu and others, who were originally surprised and surprised, saw this scene, immediately subconsciously rushing to speak one after another: "Little brother, be careful!"

"Hmm? It's a bit interesting!" Nezha raised his eyebrows and smiled. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and flew out directly. As the white light flashed, the five black lights disappeared directly. The jade bracelet fell straight on the Soul-Slaying Banner in the air without decreasing force. In an instant, the Soul-Slaying Banner collapsed and torn apart, and with a "boom" sound, it turned into nothing.

Yu Hua, who was shocked and vomited blood from his mouth, suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed in disbelief: "My Soul-Slaying Banner!"

"The bullshit soul-killing banner!" Nezha, who sneered and waved his hand to take out the gold bricks, then turned around and took out the gold bricks and beat Yu Hua: "I'm glad you a piece of bricks!"

Nezha was also afraid that Yu Hua would not be able to beat him, so he should not kill him in one go, so he used the smallest gold brick in his hand.

With a dull sound of "Peng", Yu Hua, who had no time to dodge, was immediately beaten by the gold bricks and landed on the ground in a mess. He screamed in pain all over his body. After looking at Nezha in horror, he quickly turned into a black light and fled like lightning.

Seeing this, the hundreds of soldiers were shocked and scattered and fled in a hurry.

"Little girl, you can escape quickly! Otherwise, I will beat you up today!" Nezha, who was speaking, put away the gold bricks, then waved his hand and shot out, breaking all the shackles of Huang Feihu and others.

Huang Feihu, who had regained his freedom, immediately rushed forward and bowed to Nezha with gratitude: "Thank you little..."

"Hey! Don't!" Nezha, who was waving his hands quickly, couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "Uncle, I can't bear to be so polite to me!"

Uncle? Then Huang Geng and others surrounded him and couldn't help but look at Nezha in surprise.

"Uncle?" Huang Feihu, who was also stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something slightly glaring at him and said in surprise: "You are... you are Li Jing's son?"

Huang Geng couldn't help but say with surprise and surprise: "What? Li Jing's son?"

"Yes, I am his son!" Nezha, who curled his lips slightly depressed, then hurriedly knelt down to Huang Feihu and Huang Geng and said, "Nezha pays homage to grandpa, uncle!"

Seeing this, Huang Feihu immediately smiled and stepped forward to help Nezha up: "Good boy, get up quickly!"

Nezha saved Huang Feihu and others, and simply recognized each other, and then rushed back to Sishui Pass again quickly.

This time, without Yu Hua's help, Han Rong could not get up. In addition, Nezha flew onto the Sishui Pass alone to capture him. In desperation, Han Rong had to surrender and sent Huang Feihu and others out of the Sishui Pass.

After leaving Sishui Pass, Nezha escorted Huang Feihu and others for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Huang Feihu, who had already passed the five levels, was truly out of danger like a dragon and a sea. However, the thrilling experience along the way made them afraid to slack off, and even faster they headed towards Xiqi, with the goal directly aimed at Xiqi City.
To be continued...