Wang Lang was very familiar with this sound, but he was the person in the coffin before.

The Fire Emperor turned his head to see at the same time. There was a thin black man standing at the entrance of the cave. He was so thin that he felt that he could blow away by the wind. He was wearing black clothes, so dirty that it gave people the feeling that he was just a black felt. Maybe he was not black clothes before, but after years of this, it became black.

He wore a round hat on his head, which was also black and shiny. A fiery red bead was dotted on his forehead. Under the reflection of the lava fire, Ye Ye shined and felt that there was a red liquid flowing inside the bead, which looked very beautiful.

The old man had his eyelids drooping, leaning on a crutch, trying to open his mouth and say something, but a mouthful of phlegm came up from his throat, and the old man pouted and spitted phlegm.

"Dad." The Fire Emperor hurriedly went up to help the old man.

The old man didn't spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and spitted out another mouthful. His drooping eyelids raised and looked at the Fire Emperor, "I'm back."

The Fire Emperor walked over in three or two steps and knelt in front of the old man in a regular manner, "I'm here to be filial to you."

The old man wiped his mouth, "It's good to come back, why am I asleep? When I heard the gate of the back mountain opened, I came over to see. It turned out that you are back. Who is this doll?" The old man pointed at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang looked at the skinny old man and could guess who this person was, the Fire Emperor's father, the Fire Demon, the son of the Fire Madman, the founder of the Fire God Sect, and a disciple of the Fire God Sect.

"Boy Wang Lang of Longmen, I have met senior." Wang Lang bowed.

"A man from Longmen, Wang Lang? Why does this name sound strange and familiar?" The Fire Demon said and spitted out again.

Wang Lang took out his ears and before he could introduce himself, the Fire Emperor introduced, "Dad, he is Wang Lang, the contemporary black dragon king of Longmen."

The Fire Demon, who was about to spit, didn't spit out a mouthful of phlegm and got stuck in his throat. The Fire Emperor hurriedly stroked his back.

After spitting out the phlegm, the Fire Demon picked up the stick and hit the Fire Emperor, "What are you, god, why are you bringing the Dragon Gate Black Dragon King in? My God! What kind of evil has my Fire God Sect committed? Why do every generation fall into the hands of the Black Dragon King!"

The Fire Emperor was confused, and Wang Lang was confused.

"Come out for me!" The fire demon pointed at Wang Lang and shouted.

The sound was surprisingly loud, like a big bell, deafening. Wang Lang took out his ears. He wanted to say something with a smile on his face, and the Fire Demon yelled again, "Come out!"

Wang Lang turned around and glanced at the martial arts on the wall, turned around and left.

"Dad, I asked him to exchange the Dragon Gate technique for our Fire God Technique." The Fire Emperor was like a child who had made a mistake at this moment.

"I knew it was like this!" The fire demon studed the crutch in his hand, "I was fooled by Huangfu Ji back then! There was no good guy in the Black Dragon King of all dynasties! You are proficient in all kinds of tricks! You exchange your skills with them! Have you let your dog eat your brain?"

The Fire Demon glared at the Fire Emperor with a grudge against the iron. The Fire Emperor lowered his head, and was a decades old, but he was still like a child in front of him.

Wang Lang smiled dryly, "Senior, our Black Dragon King is not as unbearable as you said. It was the one who wanted to change it by Senior Fire Emperor himself, not by me."

The Fire Demon turned sideways, "Go out!"

"Okay!"

Wang Lang walked out happily.

The Fire Demon looked at Wang Lang's back and slapped the Fire Emperor with a regretful look.

"Dad, I can't blame me. What you told me is that the combination of Fire God and Dragon Gate skills can be effective." The Fire Emperor said aggrievedly.

"Didn't I tell you that these two skills can only be practiced by people from Longmen? How do you remember?" The Fire Emperor poked the ground with hatred.

"You didn't say it." The Fire Emperor said aggrievedly.

"Didn't say it? How could I not say it?"

"Dad, you were stuck in a mouthful of phlegm at that time, so I really didn't say it." said the Fire Emperor.

The Fire Demon spitted out a mouthful of phlegm, "What did you say?"

The Fire Emperor was stunned for a moment, his expression dark, "It's nothing, Dad, let's go out."

Wang Lang was waiting outside, and soon he saw the Fire Demon father and son coming out.

The fire demon stared at Wang Lang, "Who are you? How could he be in the forbidden area of ​​my Fire God Sect?"

Wang Lang looked confused, "Senior, I am Wang Lang, the black dragon king of Longmen."

"Black Dragon King Wang Lang? Go out quickly! Who asked you to come here! Go out! There is no good thing about the Dragon Gate Black Dragon King, who is proficient in all kinds of tricks and cheating! Go out!"

“…”

Wang Lang was urged to return to the previous basin, and the Fire Demon and his son followed closely. Wang Lang looked back at the Fire Demon from time to time, and after a while, he realized that the old man had some indirect amnesia, just like a fish, just a little firmer than a fish. I remembered clearly what happened a long time ago, and it was not Alzheimer's disease.

After leaving the hall, Wang Lang happily approached the fire demon, "Senior, I am..."

"I know who you are. You just stole a chicken from the Fire God Sect. I don't know what evil I committed in my previous life. How many black dragon kings will be eaten?" The Fire Demon slanted his eyes to Wang Lang.

“…”

I remember this very clearly.

The Fire Demon held a crutch in his arms and sat on the steps. He touched his body for a long time. Finally, he found a small box full of tobacco leaves. However, after searching for a long time, he could not find the paper for the cigarette. Wang Lang had a very eye-catching handing over tobacco to the Fire Demon.

The Fire Demon took a sip of cigarette and spit out a sputum, "The weasel lights cigarettes for the chicken, but he is not at ease."

Wang Lang looked constipated and also lit a cigarette and sat next to the fire demon, "Senior is really a cultural person."

The old god of Fire Demon took a sip of the cigarette, lowered his head and looked at the cigarette, "This cigarette is OK, it's very particular."

Wang Lang handed a box of cigarettes to the Fire Demon. "If you like it, you will give it to you."

The Fire Demon took the smoke and put it in his chest. The two sat side by side and smoked. The Fire Emperor stood obediently behind him, like a guard.

After smoking a cigarette, the Fire Demon turned his head and looked at Wang Lang with a surprised look, "Who are you?"

Wang Lang looked constipated again and grinned, "I am your little brother, my name is Pan Renfeng."

"Fuck! You are the Dragon Gate Black Dragon King who is proficient in everything."

“…”

Wang Lang changed the topic, "Senior Fire Emperor, can you help to remove the cold poison for that girl?"

The Fire Emperor did not move, so he lost it. He did not get the Dragon Gate technique, so he had to remove the poison for free.

"What are you doing when you stand?" The Fire Demon turned around and glared at the Fire Emperor.

After taking it, the Fire Emperor held it in, and went down to get rid of the poison for Lele.

The Fire Demon spitted out a mouthful of phlegm, and one cigarette was ineffective. He lit two more cigarettes and smoked them together. He was in a fog, and he was old and looked so rude.

After smoking the two cigarettes, the Fire Demon turned his head and looked at Wang Lang, "You are..."

"I am Wang Lang, the black dragon king who is proficient in Longmen Keng Mengkui and scams." Without the need for the Fire Demon to say anything, Wang Lang introduced himself with his adjective and ranking.

The Fire Demon spitted out, "I know who you are! I want to ask if you have memorized the Fire God Technique?"

Wang Lang smiled and said nothing.

The fire demon's old face, full of pleated ones, was wrinkled into a ball, and the crutches in his arms were slapped on the ground.

"Make it! Illegal! Oh!"
Chapter completed!