The burning man walked towards Jin Lian'er with his sword!

He Gou looked puzzled.

Deputy Steward Zheng hooked the corners of his lips gloomily.

The eyes of the strong men in that row suddenly became fierce, and some of them also diffused cultivation fluctuations.

Jin Lian'er waved her hand calmly.

At this time, Meng Fan kept pinching again, and one after another figures appeared, holding sticks in their hands, like a group of thugs, blocking in front of the red fireman with a sword, and fighting chaotically!

The fierce beating light of the fire illuminated everyone's face.

The fight continued for a while.

The Red Flame Man was no match for the group of thugs and was knocked to the ground.

The thugs kicked the red fire man twice and left.

The Red Fire Man raised his head, glanced at the sky, and curled up in pain, turning into a heap...... Grave!

There is a tombstone growing slowly in front of the grave.

Write the word Liang Shanbo on it!

Liang Shanbo is dead!

The jade man is intentional or unintentional, how many good marriages have been made?

In this life, I have no chance to be with the white head, and I will talk about the old love in the next life.

All those present looked at the tomb.

seems to have forgotten that this is a recruitment show, and it can be seen from their somewhat sad expressions that they are all a little into the play, and Jin Lian'er's hand holding the cheeks has been put down.

There was silence in the lobby.

"Is it over?" Deputy Deacon Zheng suddenly said to Meng Fan, "Liang Zhu I have seen it, there should be more in the future?" Meng Xun, is your cultivation unsustainable?"

There's a reason he says that.

Meng Fan has been controlling the fire man for so long in one go, and he is not a fire man, and his cultivation consumption is uncertain!

At this time, Meng Fan was also sweating profusely and looked a little weak.

Meng Fan was naturally disguised, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pinched his hands again.

Several fire men carried a sedan chair and passed by Liang Shanbo's grave.

Then the sedan chair shook, and the previous white fire man, that is, Zhu Yingtai, jumped off the sedan chair and stumbled towards the tombstone.

Seeing Zhu Yingtai's delicate and helpless figure, Song Zheliu, who had long been immersed in the story, had red eyes.

"The reason why Zhu Yingtai passed by Liang Shanbo's grave is because she and another man, that is, Ma Wencai, talked about a condition, a condition for marriage!" Song Zheliu muttered sadly.

Zhu Yingtai ran to Liang Shanbo's grave and held the tombstone for a long time and did not let go.

Zhu Yingtai hugged the monument and looked at the sky, crying silently.

Zhu Yingtai bit his finger and wrote his name on the tombstone.

and Liang Shanbo's name is written together.

Meng Fan exhaled, his face pale, as if he was really unsustainable.

Jin Lian'er looked at Meng Fan, frowned, and lightly opened her lips: "Go on!"

Meng Fan pinched the trick hard, pointing to the sky!

A cloud of fire suddenly appeared above the tomb, and the blinding light flashed, and a flash of fire slashed at the tomb.

Rumble!

The grave is cracked!

Liang Shanbo was lying inside.

A phantom shadow floated out of Liang Shanbo's body, helped Zhu Yingtai up, and the two danced in front of the grave.

When He Gou saw this scene, he was touched by the scene and turned his head.

Vice Deacon Zheng saw that there were tears flashing in He Gou's eyes.

With a wave of Meng Fan's hand, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's figures dissipated in a swoop, turning into a little starlight, and the starlight gathered together again, turning into two beautiful butterflies, flapping their wings, flying higher and higher, and then disappearing......

Life does not keep each other and death obeys each other,

Walk together on Huangquan Road.

Butterflies dance,

Unswerving to the death!

The audience was silent.

Everyone's breathing can be heard.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Jin Lian'er has the breasts of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, rising and falling, and her beautiful eyes are covered with a layer of mist.

The row of strong men standing behind her was already moved, as if they had forgotten their duty to protect Jin Lian'er and immersed themselves in the story......

"Okay!" Song Zheliu couldn't help but applaud his good brother, "It's amazing!"

In addition to Vice Deacon Zheng, several other examiners couldn't help but applaud.

Applause echoed through the lobby.

Meng Fan's performance is indeed wonderful!

The scene just now was completely shown with fire magic!

It can be seen that Meng Fan's attainments in fire magic are extraordinary, and his cultivation is also very solid, otherwise it would not be enough to support him to tell a complete story!

Meng Fan not only met the requirements of this recruitment.

And even far more!

Such a person, if he joins the Nanwu Sect and joins the Golden Lotus Peak, he will definitely have great achievements!

"It's good, it's good!" He Gou wiped his eyes and looked at Jin Lian'er, "Miss Lian'er, can you pass the search?"

Jin Lian'er looked at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan bent his back slightly, sweating profusely, and the long scar that ran through his left eye was soaked with sweat and glowed with a bright luster, which was even more shocking.

After thinking about it, Jin Lian'er turned her head and glanced behind her: "Your cultivation is very good, let's talk about it, is this Mengxun qualified to pass this recruitment?"

Of the dozen or so people, five or six nodded: "Eligible." ”

Jin Lian'er looked at the two immortal powerhouses again: "What do you two say?"

The two immortal powerhouses hit the nail on the head and said, "Can you actually fight?"

"Yes, can we actually fight?" Vice Deacon Zheng took a step forward, "It's a lot of bells and whistles, if it's just a good look, our Golden Lotus Peak doesn't have a juggler!"

"Obviously, you can actually fight!" He Gou couldn't help but defend Meng Fandao.

"Zheng Zuo'an. Jin Lian'er looked at Vice Deacon Zheng, "You take Mengxun's move." ”

"Okay!" Vice Deacon Zheng readily agreed, stood in front of Meng Fan, and raised a face of impartiality, "Meng Xun, do you still have the strength to spare, do your best to attack me!"

He Gou's face was slightly strange.

Vice Deacon Zheng, this is really the ignorant and fearless.

If Meng Fan wasn't playing, he really had to go all out, and Vice Deacon Zheng's hundred lives would not be enough to die!

Meng Fan glanced at Vice Deacon Zheng and raised his palm high.

The two butterflies that had just dissipated suddenly condensed from a high place.

The way he showed it just now was just something he came up with at random, just thinking about fooling around with this recruitment, he didn't expect that when Liang Zhu turned into a butterfly, he suddenly had a subtle understanding in his heart, and the earth-shattering palm of the old man of the Heavenly Dao who couldn't understand it last night now seemed to have a faint clue......

The deceased is gone.

The living are like this.

That palm, life and death are nowhere to be eliminated!

That palm, the reincarnation of life and death is not as much as possible!

That palm, the way of life and death!

Meng Fan, who had already comprehended the calamity of life and death, seemed to have touched the essence of that palm.

Rumble!

Meng Fan pressed his palm the two butterflies, and the two butterflies slammed together, turning into a little starlight, and then, they converged into a huge palm shadow!

Vice Deacon Zheng looked at the palm print indifferently, and didn't even bother to call out the true qi of the body protection in advance, and said contemptuously: "But Er'er." ”

"Fall!"

Meng Fan flipped his palm and pressed it downward!

The huge palm print pierced the air and roared towards Vice Deacon Zheng's head and face!

Vice Deacon Zheng's eyes shrank suddenly, the palm shadow was obviously a one, but at this moment, in his eyes, the palm shadow was everywhere, filling the whole world, so that he didn't know how to deal with it, and there was no way to hide!

Rumble!

Vice Deacon Zheng was stupid, and was instantly slapped on the face by the palm shadow, his brain boomed, and became blank, and he opened his mouth in surprise to say something, but a wisp of hot smoke came out of his mouth!

Poof!

Vice Deacon Zheng lay on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth.

was as arrogant as he was, and he never had time to condense the true qi of the body.

Otherwise, he who had cultivated in the early stage of Heaven Slashing would definitely not be forcibly suppressed by Meng Fan to the Earth Xuan level with a blow that would slam him to the ground.

The lobby is quiet again.

Needle drop can be heard......

(End of chapter)