The swordsman took off the outermost layer of his clothes, protected his head and face, and also covered his exposed skin.

After being fully armed, the swordsman looked himself up and down, and then moved his hands and feet with confidence and satisfaction.

At this time, the sea of fire soared into the sky, standing in the direction of the swordsman, it was nearly three meters high, and if he didn't leave, it would be too late.

The swordsman wiped the ground and crawled all the way out of the fire. The extremely high temperature seems to swallow people, not to mention running wildly here, even if it is only for a short time, it is enough for people to bear.

The fire is even more unscrupulous by the wind, and it seems to have thoughts, and the flames will rise in whichever direction the swordsman goes.

I'm afraid this is not an ordinary fire, the swordsman choked on the smoke and coughed repeatedly, he frowned, and looked at the wall of fire in all directions. Just now, he rushed out of the long way in one go, and the fire that was going to be put aside should have gone out a long time ago.

But now he has broken out of one encirclement, but he has entered another. Further outside, if nothing else, it should be the same situation.

The swordsman had to rethink if there was any way to get out of the way. Thinking of this, the swordsman simply crossed his waist and watched the flames spew out of the flames flying.

The close-fitting clothes were burned by the hot flames, and they were tightly pressed against their backs by the sweat of their own bodies. The inner and outer clothes are sticky together, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

He crossed his waist and stomped his feet in such a frustrated manner, and the sparks splashed around him sprayed on his body and clothes, and he was in no mood to extinguish them.

The spark was sprayed on the clothes, and it did not take advantage of the momentum to wreak havoc as imagined, but was extinguished silently. This back and forth couldn't help but attract the attention of the swordsman.

The sparks are gradually accumulating on the cloth clothes, and they must be on fire. Why did it go out silently.

The swordsman's hands ran up and down his clothes, just like before. There was unbearable heat in the sky, but not a single star of Mars could be seen.

"And such a good thing!" the swordsman grinned. Since this is the case, there is no need for him to look ahead and backward, being afraid of wolves and tigers is not the disciple of the Tang Dynasty Mansion at all.

He took off the garment that was tied to his head, rearranged his clothes, and ran out of the fire with his feet.

The sea of fire behind him burned smaller and smaller in the swordsman's extreme speed. He stood on his feet and looked back, only to find that the sea of fire, which was so big that it almost covered the sky and the earth, was about to be quietly annihilated in the past half a day.

It was not a good thing that the fire had decreased, but it was not something to be happy about when it fell into the eyes of the swordsman.

Why didn't he see it extinguish when he ran wildly in the fire just now, but when this came, he escaped, what was going on!

The sea of fire disappeared from the vast plain in a short time, and the swordsman felt dizzy, and then fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was still a matter of closing his eyes, but when the swordsman opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him changed again.

He lay down on the collapse of the farmer's house, the dim candlelight flickering, not knowing whether he was celebrating his escape or deliberately provocative and mocking.

This is not the business of the swordsman, at this moment he immediately turned over and got out of bed, took three steps and two steps, raised the curtain, and rushed to the opposite room.

The couple were talking and laughing, and they were not surprised to see the swordsman politely break through the door. just glanced at him lightly: "Wake up? It's still dark this day, why don't you sleep for a while!"

The swordsman narrowed his eyes, looked at the so-called honest farmer, and said with a smile: "If I don't wake up, are you two going to collect the corpse for me in my dream?"

It seemed to him that the couple had confessed to their crimes. I pretended to say "baby" before, and the local atmosphere is so heavy. But now, seeing that he woke up, his true form was revealed, and a "young man" confessed all their evil deeds.

The more the swordsman thought about it, the more angry he became, as if there was a kitten scratching his heart and lungs in his heart, looking at these two people as calm as sitting on Mount Tai, he was even more angry that his heart and liver were trembling: "You let go of my friend!"

This is not a consultation, but an announcement. The tone was so stern that the swordsmen didn't believe it, they wouldn't be able to hear it.

The woman glanced at the swordsman and wanted to leave the room, but was stopped by the swordsman single-handedly, and he also said in a light tone: "The eldest lady is in such a hurry, didn't she do something wrong?"

When the farmer heard this, he couldn't help it, stood up, looked directly at the swordsman, and said, "If you let her go, I'll tell you what you have to say." ”

The swordsman didn't want to embarrass a woman's family, but he just thought that she wanted to escape responsibility, but now it seems that there is no need to stop it.

He took a step and made way for the woman, but his eyes remained on the farmer as a warning: "It is better not to play tricks on me. ”

When only the swordsman and the farmer were left in the room, he beckoned the swordsman to come and sit: "The young man has traveled all the way to come, why bother to make a big fuss?"

As he spoke, he added a cup of tea in front of the swordsman. The temperament of the whole person is different from before.

The swordsman couldn't help but sneer when he saw it, his camouflage skills were really superb: "Such literary words are not something that a farmer can say. ”

He slammed down the teacup in his hand, "Tell me, who are you, and how do you plan to deal with our Destiny." ”

The farmer smiled, very satisfied with the swordsman's previous sentence, "If I say that I am here to help you, do you believe it?"

The swordsman thought that he was an eccentric spirit without a bone elf, and he had no ability to distinguish the mystery hidden in these words, so he could only raise his voice: "What about believing it? What if you don't believe it? Don't chirp with me here, let them go quickly." From then on, the road is facing the sky, and you and I will go our own way. Do not interfere with each other. ”

This must be the best solution, he has no reason not to agree, unless he still doesn't know what's at stake, "You do things for Chiyou, you can only accompany your wife and break the army." I don't expect you to turn against you, I just want you to take a long-term view, don't offend others, and don't know it. ”

Seeing that he didn't react, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The swordsman understands that he has to be coerced.

The swordsman continued to add firewood: "Even if you firmly believe that the loser will be the one of our destiny, then we have a way to pull you into the water before we die." ”

He said this very slowly, and in the ears of others, it should have been compromised a long time ago!

The swordsman's face is infinitely close to the farmer, and I don't believe you can still hold it. [.]