Hearing the other party's scream, Ruotao pointed at the little guy in Qinghuang's arms with some confusion and said, "What's the noise? Isn't your son here?"

"No, this is my youngest son." The leader of the Flame Horse was a little incoherent, and raised his hooves and pointed at the red hair on the back of the demon horn, explaining: "This is my other eldest son, the missing one."

"Oh, it turns out that the little red hair is your son?" Bing Jiao next to him said, "Okay, okay, let's talk about the specific matter later. Mr. Guan, please use spiritual energy to treat it quickly. The red hair is very injured."

"It doesn't matter, I'm here, it's definitely fine." As he said that, Guan Heng stretched out his hand and touched the forehead of the Red-Furry Flame Horse, and suddenly frowned: "Has it been keeping awake just now, and then fainted unknowingly."

"Yes, Master Guan, how did you know? It seemed like you saw it with your own eyes." The demon lord and the Ice Dragon were both very surprised. Guan Heng said: "It was not only seriously injured, but also infected with cold poison. The demon lord. You used spiritual energy to help it suppress its injuries just now, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Guan, that's it." The Demon nodded and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this?"

"If the red hair is only injured or poisoned, it doesn't matter. However, the injuries on its body cause the cold poison to lurk for too long. Although your Bing Xuan spiritual energy suppresses the injury, it also makes the cold poison more violent."

Guan Heng explained: "But it doesn't matter. Just drive away the cold poison from its body first and then quickly heal the wounds."

"Bang!" As soon as the words finished, Guan Heng suddenly waved his palm and slapped the red-haired forehead.

"Oh!" Honghai, who was originally in a coma, suddenly felt a clear spiritual energy in his mind. He suddenly woke up with his eyes open and didn't see the surrounding environment clearly for a while. The Honghai Flame Horse muttered: "I, where am I?"

"Boy, open your eyes and see, you're already home!" The leader approached and roared in a low voice: "Where have you been going, we're so worried!"

"Old, dad, I..."

The red hair was about to speak, but suddenly the stars in front of him were rising and almost fell to the ground. Guan Heng immediately put a stream into his body to help the wound of the red haired flame hoof horse heal. He said: "You have suffered a lot of injuries. Talking less now. It's not too late to speak until the wound heals."

"Yes, thank you." Knowing that Guan Heng was healing his wounds, the red hair stopped talking. He closed his eyes and calmed down and healed his wounds. After more than ten breaths, most of the wounds on his body had healed.

Afterwards, the Red Hair told Guan Heng, the leader and the others, supplemented the demon and the ice dragon, and took out the two red and blue beads.

"Master Guan, look at these two beads, what are the uses?"

"Oh." He reached out to take these two things and took a look. Guan Heng said, "These are two beads that can store ice and fire spirit respectively. It seems to be artificially made. Do you think this is found in the belly of the evil-eyed cold snake?"

"Yes, Mr. Guan."

"Well, then maybe it swallowed these two things somewhere. The beads that store ice spirit energy emitted, causing the body of the evil-eyed cold snake to mutate, allowing it to emit evil and cold air and pollute the area around Chituyu."

Guan Heng picked up two beads and said, "Now, the cold snake is dead, and this bead has also fallen into our hands. The troubles in Chituyu have been solved."

"By the way, Xiao Hongmao, have you mentioned what kind of treasure house was in Chituyu before?" The Demon King said at this time: "Let's talk to us again."

"Oh, the legend about that treasure house was told by my father." Hongmao said: "Dad must know much more in detail than me, you can ask it."

"Okay, if Mr. Guan, you are interested in the treasure house, I can tell you the rumors." The leader of the Flame Horse said: "But they are always just rumors. I don't know you..."

"Of course I'm interested!" Before Guan Heng and the others could speak, the Star Demon Blood Ghost, who was most obsessed with treasure, was already screaming excitedly: "Please, tell me quickly."

"Hey, you don't feel embarrassed, stop talking quickly." Seeing its appearance, Zhu Xinguqiu next to him was a little embarrassed and hurriedly said he would stop him.

"I, I'm also curious." Realizing that I was a little reckless, Xue Yan scratched his head and muttered.

"It's okay, then I'll start talking..."

When the leader of the Flame Hoof Horse talked about the treasure house, not only Guan Heng and the others sat on the nearby rocks and listened quietly, but even the nearby fire-type spirit beasts and birds surrounded them, lying or lying, and listened with relish.

According to the leader, the rumors about the Chituyu Treasure House have been around for thousands of years. At that time, the Flame Hoof Horse tribe had not even migrated here. As for whom the treasure house was built, it was too long, so it is unknown, but according to legend, it should be a certain intelligent race in ancient times.

The ancient tribes gathered the treasures they collected in one place, opened up a certain area of ​​Chituyu, and built a secret treasure house there. However, shortly after that, the tribe was invaded by a powerful enemy, and the tribe was destroyed, and no one knew the entrance to the treasure house.

"It sounds like an ordinary treasure hunting story." Ruotao said at this time: "But now you can't even find the entrance, so what's the use?"

"Who said it's useless?" Guan Heng smiled slightly at this time, and then said, "At least, I have a way to find the entrance to the treasure house."

"What?" Everyone was surprised when they heard this. Of course, the most surprising thing was the leader of the Flame Horse, father and son. The leader shouted in a low voice: "Master Guan, can you really find the entrance to the treasure house?"

"To be precise, it's not me who searched for it myself, but them."

As he said that, Guan Heng pointed to the little green cocciferous lying on An Yan's shoulder and said, "This little guy is best at treasure hunting. I infer that the two beads swallowed by the evil-eyed cold snake come from the treasure house. As long as the little green cocciferous sniffs, he should have a chance to find the treasure house."

"In addition, I will ask the insect mother to send a large number of colorful ferocious flies to help search, and there will be a result soon."

"This method is good, two-pronged approach." Qing Huang nodded and said, "Then let's start now."

"Okay, all the staff will be dispatched to call out the King of Corpse Dogs and its dogs, and assist the Little Green Ball in finding the treasure house."

"Oh—" As soon as the words were said, everyone agreed excitedly.
Chapter completed!