"No, don't, I don't want to watch. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't want to, I don't dare anymore, ahhhhh ”

Zhao Hong no longer struggled, knelt down on the spot, wailed, and let the fire burn on his body, but the tears he shed were instantly dried by the flames.

Zhao Hong stretched out his hand and grabbed a person beside him: "Don't go, the fire above is big, and there will be no fire when you go down the mountain, let's go down the mountain." ”

The man screamed strangely, pushed Zhao Hong away violently, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain while crying and howling bitterly.

Zhao Hong desperately blocked the people who went up the mountain, and rolled down the mountain with them. But as soon as the men got up, they plunged into the fire themselves.

"Why go to the volcano! There is no fire at the bottom of the mountain, why go to the mountain!"

"Aren't all people like that? A hoarse voice suddenly rang out.

Then a terrifying-looking, fiery ghostly man emerged from the fire.

"You're up to time, but you didn't go out of the volcano immediately, but stayed here and let the fire burn you, just to let people get out of the volcano?" The ghostly man suddenly leaned his face closer to Zhao Hong, "This is not for you." I'll give you a ride!"

The ghostly man shook his hand, and a red-hot iron chain appeared in his hand, and it slammed around Zhao Hong's neck. Then dragged Zhao Hong, his legs flew towards the sea of fire on the top of the mountain.

Zhao Hong wanted to struggle but couldn't do anything, he was dragged all the way on the volcano by the red-hot iron chain, and his body, which could not be burned to death, was dragged along the way, leaving a trail of blood on the ground, and the flesh on his body also left some broken flesh on the ground with the dragging.

dragged all the way, until the end, Zhao Hong only had one head left, and the ghost-like man picked it up: "Send you the last ride, I hope you don't come again." ”

After speaking, with a big hand, he crushed Zhao Hong's head. The flesh fell to the ground and burned to ashes in an instant.

Actually, that's a good thing. In a place where you can't die, you will be able to suffer endlessly, and if you are killed, you will be able to get out of this sea of suffering.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Zhao Hong escaped from the illusion.

He saw that the wing-slasher Xia Mengwei was stretching out his hand to put it on his forehead.

Zhao Hong subconsciously shrank back, and then Xia Mengwei's hand suddenly paused, making a pause that was almost observable. Then it fell on Zhao Hong's forehead.

But this pause was too subtle, and Zhao Honghe and the Jiao steward on the side couldn't notice it at all. Only the wing-slasher Xia Mengwei himself noticed it.

"Brother, what are you ...... Hmmm, that's not right!"

The wing-slasher Xia Mengwei suddenly jumped backwards for a distance like a frightened rabbit, and then looked at Zhao Hong with incredible eyes.

It can be seen that although the wing-slasher Xia Mengwei noticed his abnormality, he couldn't react. I didn't react until I said half a sentence.

"Brother, don't panic, at that moment just now, I should have comprehended the momentum. I've succeeded in cultivating and I'm getting started. Hehe, how is it, isn't it talented?"

Zhao Hong's face was pale, and he didn't forget to play two poor words.

Now the relationship between this person and himself is extremely close.

This is determined by the culture and traditions that have developed over countless years.

Xia Mengwei, this name is quite common in the human world, and many human names are composed in a similar way.

But in the Celestial Continent, it seems that only those countries with a relatively long history will use it, among which it is led by countries like the Obsidian Empire whose historical inheritance has never been interrupted, and the people of the Obsidian Empire are mostly brown skinned, brown eyes, and also have black hair, black eyes, yellow skin, and red skin, but the names are all similar.

In some countries, people don't have that name. They seem to have developed their own culture before they were exposed to it. The names are also bizarre.

There are even those that speak different languages.

Zhao Hong has the impression that among the people who have discovered the human territory, no matter what kind of people they are, they have all unified the use of language, although the writing may be different, but the language should be universal in the human territory, but here in the Celestial Continent, it seems to be a little different.

With such a typical name as Xia Mengwei, coupled with the long-term cultural edification of the Celestial Continent, the meaning of the word blood brother should be greater than everything for a person, a real relative.

Some places value father and son the most, some places value husband and wife, and some places value brothers. Here, especially among these ancient civilizations led by the Obsidian Empire, the most valued relationship is blood brothers.

Of course, Zhao Hong is not restricted by this cultural concept, blood brothers, in Zhao Hong's view, are just sworn brothers, although they are close, but they are not as close as blood relatives.

The closest person is still the relationship between father and son, mother and son, which is a concept determined by Zhao Hong's culture since childhood.

But Zhao Hong believes that as a native, Xia Mengwei, the winger, may have an extraordinary fancy for his blood brothers.

"How could it be? It's done? It's great, it's great, it's a good first step. But how so fast?"

Martial arts cultivation pays attention to gradual progress. Strong, subtle, non-style, martial pole. This order is for sure. It's just that there are some ways to combine some steps and do it all at once, such as taking pills and the like.

Xia Mengwei estimated that he hadn't found a lower-level cultivation technique, so he started directly from the martial arts realm, although the physical fitness of the people on the Celestial Phenomena Continent was far from that of other regions, and they were born with a strong body, and they were born countless times stronger than a strong body without cultivation, but it was only a strong body, and the subtle realm was a gap that was difficult for the indigenous people of the Celestial Continent to cross.

Zhao Hong knows these things better than the wing-slasher Xia Mengwei.

If you want to be subtle, in the absence of a cultivation method, unless that person's talent is extraordinary, that is, the special physique mentioned in martial arts cultivation, can be naturally perfected, can you directly comprehend the Wushi realm, comprehend the potential, and then take advantage of the situation to improve, and go straight to the martial pole.

Of course, you can also take pills, but there is no systematic alchemy system here, so you can only rely on luck and know the natural treasures that are suitable for your physique.

Zhao Hong smiled secretly in his heart: "Here, unless someone can hit the great luck and eat the heavenly treasures suitable for their physique, or they are born with a special physique, otherwise, I am afraid that only I can practice this martial arts technique." But let's keep this a secret for the time being, unless I am successful in cultivation and dominate the world, otherwise I should not easily tell others that it is safer. As the saying goes, you can't have the heart to harm others, but the heart to prevent people is indispensable. ”

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