"Flame Hall?" Xiao Ye looked confused: "The Holy Sword Society still divides these halls?"

"Of course. Zhang Long smiled and looked at Xiao Ye who didn't know it, although it wasn't that Zhang Long loved face, but generally people who came to Fengcheng should have heard the name Zhang Long, but Xiao Ye looked confused, which made Zhang Long also interested in Xiao Ye.

Zhang Long smiled and explained to Xiao Ye: "The Holy Sword Society is divided into four halls, and the Flame Hall is one of them, and the east gate of Maple City is also our guard. ”

Speaking of the east gate, Xiao Ye suddenly remembered that when a few of his people came to Fengcheng, there seemed to be a big east character on the gate.

Staring at Zhang Long, Xiao Ye sighed in his heart, it turned out that when he came to Fengcheng, he passed through the gate that Zhang Long was responsible for.

"If you plan to save Xinrou, I will help, although there is nothing to help on the surface, but in private you need any help, you can try to tell me. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Long took out a badge from his arms and handed it to Xiao Ye.

"This is my pass for the Hall of Flames, as long as you have this pass, then your escape route can be planned at the East Gate. ”

Taking the badge, Xiao Ye looked at Zhang Long's badge, on which a fiery red maple leaf was drawn, and under the maple leaf, there was a long knife with a flaming light, it looked like this badge was quite handsome.

After handing over the badge, Zhang Long looked at the dilapidated tombstone with sad eyes, and the vicissitudes on his face appeared even more.

"This is worthy of Old Man Lin. ”

sighed in his mouth, until now, Zhang Long has always maintained self-blame in his heart for the old man, if he could have come forward to stop it, then the old man probably would not have died.

"Young man. Zhang Long called Xiao Ye.

After being stunned for a moment, Xiao Ye replied, "What's wrong?"

After a pause, Zhang Long looked at Xiao Ye with a solemn gaze and said: "Lin Yun is the only descendant of Old Man Lin, looking at Lin Yun now, I am very worried about him, if you can restore him to the happy way he used to be every day, my Flame Hall is willing to be friends with you for life." ”

"Friendship?"

If ordinary people hear Zhang Long's words, I am afraid that they will be happy to the sky, the reputation of the Holy Sword Society Flame Hall is famous in the entire continent, if you are good friends with the Flame Hall, others will see you, and many things will have to be done according to your ability.

But Xiao Ye waved his hand indifferently: "This kind of thing is not a form of transaction, if you help me and treat me as a friend, I will naturally not give up if you have difficulties, friends are mutual, there is no such trouble." ”

"Haha. ”

Zhang Long laughed, and the smile on his face also looked a little happy.

Zhang Long looked at Xiao Ye's emaciated body, but Zhang Long was alone, this young man seemed to be plain on the outside, but it was not simple.

If some ordinary people heard that their Flame Hall took the initiative to ask for friendship, they would definitely agree immediately, but Xiao Ye turned around and reasoned with himself.

Shaking the muscles on his body with a smile, Zhang Long nodded and said, "If Lin Yun can make a friend like you, I think he should be very happy every day." ”

"Huh?"

Xiao Ye looked at Zhang Long with disgust: "What do you think of me?

"Alright, it's time for me to leave. Shaking his head with a wry smile, Zhang Long raised his head and looked at the night sky, and said in a low voice.

Immediately, Zhang Long stretched out his palm to Xiao Ye and shook hands consciously: "I hope you don't tell me about coming here, it's not good for us, and besides, Yun Boy will ask you." ”

Stretching out his hand to shake hands with Zhang Long, Xiao Ye glanced at Lin Yun a little anxiously, and asked Zhang Long: "Hey, you won't just leave, this Lin Yun is drunk, I can't carry him alone..."

After shaking hands, Zhang Long didn't leave and turned around and left, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Yun boy, please leave you, I have to go, if you can't carry him, just wait for him to sleep here for one night." ”

Looking at Zhang Long's departing back a little speechlessly, Xiao Ye looked helpless, this place in the deep mountains and wild forests was already dark, and he had to carry Lin Yun, a big man, on his back without exhaustion.

"The people of this world are so troublesome..."

sighed, besides, Xiao Ye also didn't like the taste of alcohol, as long as he approached Lin Yun, Xiao Ye couldn't help but subconsciously cover his nose, so Xiao Ye would rather sleep in front of this tombstone for one night than carry Lin Yun, a drunk, down the mountain.

glanced at Lin Yun helplessly, and in the end, Xiao Ye spread his hands out, sat directly on the ground, and rested in place with his back against the big tree.

"That's it, I don't want to carry a drunk down the mountain, so let's sleep first..."

After speaking, Xiao Ye casually pinched off a leaf, put it on his lips, and then rested lazily.

It's night now, although Xiao Ye's body is recovering quickly, after all, he has been fighting with Crane Lao during the day, and his body is already tired, and he soon fell asleep.

......

Time passed slowly, and the weather in Maple City was still relatively cool, and the breeze gently blew through the cemetery, causing the surrounding wildflowers and weeds to drift with the wind.

The sun rises over the mountains, and the golden sunlight shines through the dense woods of the mountains, casting a golden veil over the early morning mist.

Xiao Ye was still leaning against a big tree, asleep, and a thin breeze blew on Xiao Ye's cheeks, causing his not very long broken hair to sway.

Lin Yun had already woken up at this time, sitting cross-legged on the ground, hoeing the long knife in both hands, staring at Xiao Ye with a slight frown, obviously wondering why Xiao Ye appeared in his old man's grave.

The morning sun sprinkled on Xiao Ye's sleeping face.

"Ahh

With a sneeze, Xiao Ye rubbed his nose in a daze, squinting and looking ahead.

Seeing Lin Yun sitting motionless and looking at himself, Xiao Ye was startled: "What are you doing! Sitting there looking at me, like a ghost!"

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "This is what I want to say, what are you doing in my elder's cemetery!"

"I..." Xiao Ye got up, patted the dust on his body and said, "I'll come to see if you're okay, if something happens to you, it's even more difficult for us to save Xinrou." ”

Listening to Xiao Ye's words, Lin Yun's gaze softened, and he shook his head slightly: "It's not right for me to treat you like this at the beginning, I apologize to you, you are Xinrou's friends, you can save Xinrou so desperately, I thank you very much... But... I thought about it for a long time last night, the strength of the Holy Sword Society is not something we can imagine, so I hope you should leave Maple City quickly, Xinrou, I will find a way. ”

"What did you say?" Xiao Ye frowned.

Glancing at Xiao Ye, Lin Yun said, "I told you to leave, didn't you hear clearly?"

"What are you talking about? Xiao Ye's tone changed obviously: "Xinrou doesn't want to save it?"

"Yes, of course I want to!" Lin Yun's tone was also not weak: "I fought hard myself, and I will save her!"

"Then what the hell are you crazy about!" Xiao Ye's tone almost changed: "You are from Fengcheng, don't you know about the Holy Sword Society, how can you save her alone!"

"That's my business!" Lin Yun also roared.

Last night in the old man's cemetery, Lin Yun thought about it all night, but he racked his brains, and he never thought of a foolproof way to save Xinrou.

The Holy Sword Society, a powerful trade union known in the mainland, how can a few people in their own country confront it head-on?

Staring at Lin Yun fiercely, Xiao Ye slowly took a deep breath and shouted angrily: "Didn't you just say that we are Xinrou's friends?

"It's not a matter of seeing or dying or not being saved!" Lin Yun yelled at Xiao Ye: "No matter how desperate you are, the chances of rescuing Xinrou will not increase!"

Saying this, Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them looked at each other in place, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

Xiao Ye's pupils gradually flickered with fire at this time, and his face looked a little angry.

A gentle breeze blew through the sleeves of their coats, and the scene was so silent that you could hear the whining of the wind, and the sleeves fluttered in the wind.

This kind of scene was stalemate for a while......

Immediately, Lin Yun moved first, turned around and said, "So, you guys should leave quickly... The few of us combined, even an old man surnamed Crane can't help it, not to mention the main hall masters of the Holy Sword Society, Yan Wuji?, so you still leave Feng City quickly before I offend the Holy Sword Society, and stop thinking about such impractical things..."

After speaking, Lin Yun raised his steps and slowly turned his back to Xiao Ye and left.

Xiao Ye's pupils flashed, his fist was clenched tightly, and the blazing martial energy really surged out of his body.

"Bang!"

The footsteps stomped on the ground, Xiao Ye's entire body was like a cannonball, and he instantly swept away in the direction of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun turned his back to Xiao Ye, and suddenly felt a blazing sensation surging behind him, which made Lin Yun immediately turn his head violently.

But even if Lin Yun turned back at this time, it was too late, and now it was flashing in front of Lin Yun, and the fiery fist wrapped in raging flames smashed against Lin Yun's cheek.

"Boom!"

The fist exploded on Lin Yun's cheek, and the huge impact force caused Lin Yun's entire body to slam backwards frantically.

"Bump!"

Finally it smashed against the wall of a hill, and a loud sound spread throughout the mountain, and the birds resting on the branches were frightened by the loud noise and flew around.

It was originally quiet in the mountains, but suddenly it was disturbed by a loud noise.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Coughing lightly twice, Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised his gaze to look forward.

I saw that Xiao Ye's martial qi was surging like a mountain torrent, and there was still a trace of flame left on his clenched fist.

Xiao Ye's face was extremely angry at this time, and his eyes were fiercely staring at Lin Yun who was recessed in the hills.

"Do you think that the strength of our gambling lives is not enough to save Xinrou! Then let you try!