He was a little stunned when he flew solo.

He had heard about the Flying Angelic, but he didn't understand why King Khotan brought him and the Flying Angeliclic. When he rushed to the top of the city, he did hear many people calling him, but he really didn't expect that those people were calling him.

Killing the Polo monk and saving people and extinguishing the fire made Shanfei a little tired, but seeing that the beard of King Khotan was still kneeling under the city like his grandson, it seemed that he would not get up without saying a reply. Shanfei frowned slightly and said, "Get up first and then talk."

"So... the flying angel is not blamed by Xiao Wang?" King Khotan said tremblingly.

I flew solo and pondered without saying a word, thinking that you are not Xiao Wang, you are the rudder of the boat. My ability to turn when the wind caught me a little off guard. After he killed the Polo Monk, seeing the turbulent feelings of the people, I had a headache about how to explain that I was not a monster.

Some views are not something that can be reversed just by reversing.

Seeing King Khotan like this, he knew that his problem was unsolved and solved, "I will not blame King Khotan."

King Khotan was happy and said, "It turns out that there are many adults, just like two thousand years ago."

Flying alone was stunned.

King Khotan finally stood up with the help of everyone, and said with gratitude and awe: "Flying Angelic, Xiao Wang is so ineffective today, it is really hard to say." He looked around while speaking, and wanted to speak but stopped. After a while, he finally plucked up the courage and said, "If the Flying Angeliclic is not strange, I wonder if he can follow Xiao Wang to the palace to talk?"

"What's wrong outside the city?" Solo still remembers the camp and thought that it was definitely something to be discussed. Once the Polo monk died, the money fell and the tree fell and the money scattered. I believe that those monks would not have any trouble.

“There is no problem outside the city.”

King Khotan said respectfully: "The little king has restored the general of Cui Zhen to his post. If Cui Zhen is in charge, that demon monk..." When his lips trembled, King Khotan was still scared when he mentioned the Polo monk. "Since the demon monk was eliminated by the flying angel, the kingdom of Khotan should have been told by Xiao Wang."

Seeing that he was flying alone, King Khotan hurriedly added, "The little king naturally obeyed the flying angel."

"Yeah?"

I felt that the King of Khotan was too respectful, "I wonder if King of Khotan can release the Ban family's camp?"

"Well..." King Khotan showed embarrassment.

"No?" asked Soo Fei, thinking, "You obey your words and just say it?"

"Of course there is no problem. As long as the flying angel goes to the palace, Xiao Wang will invite Mr. Ban to come." King Khotan winked at a confidant beside him, and the confidant hurriedly left.

Seeing this, Tianfei became a little alert, and then heard someone shouting outside: "Boss Shan, are you okay?" Looking up, Tianfei saw Zhuzi, Ajiu and others standing outside the crowd. Due to the obstruction of the officers and soldiers, they could not squeeze in to the front.

King Khotan was well-behaved this time and hurriedly said, "Isn't I put my friend in the Flying Angel's Edge yet."

The Khotan soldiers retreated aside. Ajiu rushed forward, grabbed the palm of solo, and said with tears in his smile: "Fly solo, you're fine."

Zhuzi and Liangzi were not like Ajiu, but said angrily: "Boss Dan, you... you... thank you for your hard work."

Seeing that these people were a little more awe-in-committed, I thought to myself, would these people think that they were gods? It seems that they should be more respectful to be friends with gods.

My mind flies, and there are too many things to ask when I fly alone, so I said, "King Khotan, don't know where the palace is? I can lead the way if I have time."

Seeing that Solo Fei finally agreed, King Khotan was overjoyed and said, "Please ask the flying angel to get on the car." He persuaded him and finally placed Solo Fei in the position where Polo monks sat not long ago. He sat next to Solo Fei happily. King Khotan ordered, "Go to the palace immediately."

An ignorant minister asked, "Your Majesty, this is a matter of appearance..." He wanted to do something like this as the foundation of the country, and it would be a joke to finish it in such a hasty way of life.

King Khotan glared at the minister, "We are here to ask the flying angels to protect him. Now that the flying angels are in their true form, how can we still be so stubborn that we don't know the changes?" Then he thought, King Khotan felt that it was difficult to show up too much and broke up the bridge. "You can settle the statue of the flying angels in Zanmo Temple for life. If the flying angels are dissatisfied with the statue, in a few days, we still need to reshape the golden statue of the flying angels as the flying angels, and give them to the people of the Khotan Kingdom for the whole world to admire."

Solo Fei was amused and crying. He felt that the King of Khotan had no need to verify, so he identified his identity as the flying angel. Suddenly thinking about something, Solo Fei pondered: "Can you have any trouble with the King of Khotan..."

"If an angel has a will, please give me orders." King Khotan said hurriedly. He felt that the four words "Flying Angel" were a bit distant, and after abbreviation, he could express his respect.

He almost vomited blood when he flew solo, "Just tell me to fly solo."

"How dare Xiao Wang be the one... Don't kill Xiao Wang by the flying angel." King Khotan insisted.

Shanfei sighed and said, "I'm sorry, King Khotan took the...the demon mirror and the oil lamp that Polo monk used just now to hand it over to me. I wonder what the King Khotan intended?"

It didn't work for him to keep these two things around him, but knowing that these two things are of great significance and he didn't want to let them lose them.

The King of Khotan agreed and immediately ordered his men to do it. The king's carriage walked into the city of Khotan and soon approached the palace. As a Buddhist country in the Western Regions, the palace buildings also had the architectural style of a temple, but there was more magnificent luxury.

In order to welcome the statue of the god, King Khotan was walking barefoot on the red carpet. Now he was going solo, and the fire came from the soil and was even more muddy towards the sky. He felt that he had lost his respect, King Khotan took his leave and changed his clothes, and asked the palace servants to take Solo and others to a gorgeous palace first.

Zhuzi finally got free and said anxiously: "Boss Dan, what's going on?"

I know there are ghosts.

Shan Fei murmured in his heart and frowned: "For some reason, they mistakenly thought of me as the Flying Angel, so they are so respectful."

"It seems like that." Zhuzi nodded repeatedly, "Cui Zhen will say that you are the flying angel, because when you... appear..." He said this with indescribable awkwardness, but there is really no other description, "When you appear, flame shoulders appear!"

"What Flame Shoulder?" Solo also heard someone shouting this word.

Zhuzi repeated what Cui Jing said, but Ajiu couldn't help but reach out to touch Solo Fei's shoulder and said worriedly: "Solo Fei, you haven't been burned by that flame shoulder, right?"

Solo naturally shook his head, and saw Ajiu's wrist having a very deep bruise, and said a little surprised: "What's wrong with your wrist?"

Ajiu retracted his wrist and shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Zhuzi and others were about to speak, and when they heard footsteps outside the hall, Cui Zhen led the soldiers to walk in quickly with the Qinhuang mirror.

"Flying Angel."

Cui Zhenjiang said very respectfully: "The king said you want this... a mirror... a humble official takes it."

"Thank you, General Cui Zhen." He said politely.

General Cui Zhen hesitated, "You are kind to the flying angel. Such a small fact is a slight effort. But... but..."

"What's wrong?" Solo Fei saw Cui Jing's uneasiness and was alert.

"We have never found that magic lamp." Cui Zhen said in panic.

Solo flew, instead, he was stunned, "That magic lamp..." He remembered that when he knocked out the Polo monk, the magic lamp should have fallen into the crowd in the distance without control.

Cui Zhen said anxiously: "Wizhi saw that the magic lamp fell into the crowd and knew that the flying angel wanted to use the magic lamp. He immediately asked the soldiers to ask the people, but strangely... no one knew the whereabouts of the magic lamp." Seeing Shanfei's eyes dewed, Cui Zhen thought that she was unhappy with Solo, and said anxiously: "Flying angel, Beizhi has controlled all the people and searched them one by one, so it takes some time. Please wait patiently."

After pausing for a moment, Cui Zhenjiang said nervously: "Does the Flying Angel Must Get the Oil Lamp?"

Shanfei frowned secretly. He knew his meaning and felt that the oil lamp might not be able to be found. If the oil lamp fell into the hands of the people, Cui Jing, as the general of the Yutian town, gave an order, which person who was desperate to dare to hide the magic lamp for the wishing? Cui Zhenzheng knew this. Although he controlled the people, he also knew that it was very insignificant to find the magic lamp.

Who will take away the magic lamp?

I flew solo and remembered that the monks who were with the Polo monk immediately slipped away along the city after the Polo monk died. In a panic, the direction they were not the lost direction of the magic lamp... At that time, he was eager to put out the fire and did not care about the monks.

"It's okay." Tianfei comforted: "The oil lamp is not my thing. I want to take it to see it. If it really cannot be found, it doesn't matter."

Cui Zhen was grateful and thought to himself that the oil lamp and the mirror were extremely magical, so why was it irrelevant? Solo said solemnly, so he didn't want him to make things difficult for him. He whispered, and Cui Zhen quickly left the hall, just wanted to inquire about the oil lamp in detail, but he heard someone swearing behind the tree. After turning to the tree, Cui Zhen saw that it was King of Khotan, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Your Majesty?"

He didn't understand why King Khotan played such a trick.

King Khotan's eyes were filled with tears, and he gently held Cui Zhen's wounded hand and said, "Cui Jing, I have to let you down. It's rare that you don't care about your past grudges..."

"Your Majesty's words are serious." Cui Zhenjiang hurriedly knelt on the ground. "I don't know that Your Majesty's wives, concubines and children are controlled by the demon monk. I rashly question Your Majesty, but I really don't know the importance."

King Khotan helped Cui Jing up and sighed, "The demon monk threatened that I would not only kill me, but also burned all my relatives to the city. I have seen his demonic magic and knew that it was not human force to resist, nor could I crack it. So I could only obey his will. Fortunately, you are loyal, and the flying angel actually returned to Khotan and killed the demon monk to eliminate my great troubles."

With his hands folded, King Khotan recited the Buddha and suddenly said, "How about you betrothing Danma to the Flying Angel?"

"What?"

Cui Zhenjiang was sighing and did not come back to his senses for a while.

"Danma, don't you recognize it? My beloved granddaughter." King Khotan said enthusiastically: "When the Flying Eagle tried to save her at the end of the city to put out the fire, he seemed to be a little concerned about her. The child was originally beautiful, but now he was a little dark, so I asked her to take a bath and dress up..."

"What?"

Cui Zhen was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Chapter completed!