Huo Yi took a deep breath, but he still didn't resist his determination to break the Yuantong monk into pieces. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Old immortal. Huo Yi wanted to move but couldn't, so he could only be a little sharp: "You old cucumber paint and pretend to be tender, shameless, turtle son ......"

Yuantong smiled and recited the Buddha's name: "Donor, meditate, be careful of the ostomy industry." ”

When he finished reading, Huo Yi's mouth couldn't move.

The angry Huo Yi glared at Yuantong, if his vision could kill, Yuantong would have died tens of thousands of times.

Minister Han drove the car fast, and it didn't take long for the three of them to reach the ability.

Yuantong took the rope and tied Huo Yi and pulled it out, Minister Han walked in front, Yuantong led Huo Yi to follow behind, watching Yuantong walk slowly, but it was this slow gait that also made Huo Yi very embarrassed, he couldn't keep up with Yuantong when he threw off his big steps, and was almost dragged to the ground by the rope.

Huo Yi looked at the backs of Yuantong and Minister Han with hatred in her eyes, thinking about how to get out.

Minister Han took two people down the elevator, and he didn't know how long he walked, and the three of them entered a closed underground space.

This room is not very big, but the top of the head and the four walls under your feet are made of white jade, and the jade polishing is so smooth that it is difficult for ordinary people to stand on it.

But Minister Han and Monk Yuantong walked very easily, but Huo Yi was dragged almost into the house.

After the three of them entered, Huo Yi saw a few people sitting under the east wall of this room, a gorgeous woman, an old Taoist priest, a prodigal man, and several other men with ordinary faces, which would not be remembered in people's hearts after a few glances.

Seeing these people, Huo Yi felt bitter in his heart, and his mouth was even more bitter.

"People brought. Minister Han sat down with a cold face.

Yuantong glared at the old Taoist: "Fan Laodao, if you come forward with such a thing in the future, I will never go again." ”

He didn't wait for Fan Laodao to speak, he lowered his head and began to recite the Buddha's name: "The monks don't speak, what the poor monk did today is enough to go to several layers of hell." ”

Fan Laodao smiled, beckoned to Yuan, and said: "Who called you to be long, who will come forward if you don't come forward for this kind of thing." ”

Yuantong puffed out his cheeks, and stared at Fan Laodao with a pair of round and big eyes.

"Alright. Minister Han spoke, and these two people didn't dare to quarrel anymore.

Huo Yi stood in the middle of the house, shocked in his heart, and had an extremely bad premonition.

He smiled bitterly: "I don't know what you committed to get me here?"

Minister Han didn't talk nonsense with him, but just said to Fan Laodao in a deep voice: "Get up." ”

Fan Laodao immediately sat on the ground, chanting words in his mouth, and the rest of the people stood up one by one, and circled around Huo Yi with a serious face.

After five turns, a total of nine people, including Fan Laodao, began to meditate, and at the same time, the right hands of the nine people with the same movements pinched, and their fingertips pointed directly at Huo Yi.

"Cut. Huo Yi sneered: "What is this for? Pretending to be a ghost, this kind of feudal superstition is not in vogue now......

Before Huo Yi finished speaking, a layer of blue flames rose on the jade ground under his feet, and the flames burned directly from the soles of Huo Yi's feet, engulfing his legs in an instant.

"Ah......h

Huo Yi screamed: "This is, the Scorching Sun Array." ”

The blue flames were burning, and Huo Yi only felt as if even his soul was burned, so hot that it made him feel painful.

"Ahh......h

Minister Han looked at Huo Yi with a cold face, and gestured towards the middle of the formation, the fire became even more intense, the flames turned from blue to blue-white, and they were almost invisible to the naked eye.

But the more pale the flame, the higher the temperature.

Huo Yi fell to the ground, his handsome face distorted like a demon, and the pain and hatred in his eyes made him feel like he had crawled out of hell.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Minister Han: "The surname is Han, you dare to ......"

Minister Han was not affected by him at all, and his face was calm and indifferent, as if it was not Huo Yi who was burned, but a kebab.

Huo Yi began to roll on the ground, tearing her hair, and her voice became dull and shaky.

"Who's behind you?"

Minister Han finally asked, "Who told you to cooperate with Song Baozhu? Who told you to attack the Shen family?"

Huo Yi rolled in pain, his hair was torn off by him a little better, he screamed, and looked at Minister Han with red eyes: "No one, no one." ”

Scold!

Minister Han sneered, and spit out a few words from his thin lips: "Since you don't have it, what's the use of keeping you?"

He clasped his hands and slowly closed his eyes.

The fire in the array suddenly swelled, and a fire that was almost so faint that it had no color instantly engulfed Huo Yi, and within a few seconds, Fan Laodao had already stood up, and the Yuantong monk said to the gray powder on the ground: "Amitabha, donor rest in peace." ”

"Cut. Fan Laodao sneered: "False benevolence and false righteousness, his soul is destroyed, he has been burned to ashes, what else is there to rest in." ”

The gorgeous-looking Zhou Lili glanced back at Minister Han: "My lord, it took a lot of effort to arrest people back, and they were wiped out like this?"

Minister Han opened his eyes: "Since he can endure the pain of burning his soul in the fire, what else is there to interrogate? ”

That's true, Zhou Lili nodded and didn't ask again.

In the northern suburbs of the capital, in a farmer's house, a man with long white hair and a white silk dark pattern Tang costume was shocked, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood stained the white Tang costume, which was shocking.

He rushed to the house, saw that the command board on the house was broken, and immediately sat down on the ground: "My son ......"

Out of the room came a woman who looked to be in her twenties, her face was as white as jade, and her eyes were abnormally smart, but the whole person looked gentle and pure, which made people couldn't help but feel pity in their hearts.

With indescribable friendship on her face, she reached out to help the man: "Brother Jue." ”

The man grabbed her hand tightly: "Cousin, my Yi'er, my son died tragically......"

A hint of pride flashed in the woman's smart but pitiful eyes, she lowered her head and said to the man very lovingly: "Brother Jue, we must avenge Yi'er, you must mourn, only if you cheer up, Yi'er's great revenge can be avenged, otherwise, Yi'er will die blindly." ”

The man nodded, held the woman's hand and stood up, he took the woman in his arms with great pity, and the affection in his eyes couldn't be hidden: "Cousin, I only have you two now, you must not have another accident, Yi'er died tragically, I am afraid that Xi'er will be implicated, you tell Xi'er to be careful." ”