They are alchemists. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Forging weapons and fighting for their families was their lifelong belief and responsibility.

But now, they can only rely on the care of a weak girl.

It's sad and gratifying, there is no family, and they still have a new guardian.

In the eyes of the Baili people, Chu Yu seemed to be standing casually in white, but it was like a god coming, and his incomplete height brought infinite hope.

You Lao looked up at the girl in front of him, I don't know why, there is always an affirmation in my heart: the woman will not let the eyebrows, she will not let us down!

"Get up, although we don't have the same surname in the future, we really want to be more like a family, kowtow and bow down to me, so you don't need to", Chu Yu looked at them and smiled lightly.

Bai Yao, who had been silent, glanced at Chu Yu, and then quickly glanced at Ning Zimo, and said in his heart: The little apprentice's early wisdom is already very well known, who taught this set of grace and power? It seems that the little apprentice's secret is no less than that man's.

"Old You, the employer doesn't see the assassin go back to his life, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to give up, you guys leave now, speed to the west, and only when you get to Mucheng can it be considered really safe", Chu Yu received Ning Zimo's secret technique transmission and asked them to leave quickly, although they were puzzled, they still did it.

"But here..."You Lao glanced worriedly at the severed limbs and severed arms in the night, wanting to stay and help Chu Yu deal with the aftermath. There are so many of them that they can be collected, burned, or landfilled much faster.

Chu Yu shook his head, swept towards everyone, and said seriously, "Listen to me honestly, hurry up, I will let Xiaohong follow and protect all the way."

Seeing Chu Yu's solemn face, Old Man Long was no longer hypocritical, commanded everyone, and left quickly like a tide in the dark.

Hong Yanxin pursed his lips reluctantly, nodded, and prepared to escort the Baili people.

"Slow", a cold voice pierced the sky, Ning Zimo was satisfied with the seal, withdrew the eight demon soldiers, hid in his sleeve, hung down from mid-air, and landed beside Chu Yu.

"Qilin, borrow a fire", while checking whether Chu Yu was injured, he said to Hong Yan.

What made Hong Yan unhappy was that Ning Zimo didn't even raise his head, he didn't respect the beast! Borrow fire! Borrow fire! Borrow your big-headed ghost fire! See if I don't burn you!

The anger that had been suppressed recently was all condensed, like a volcanic eruption, and blood-red flames wrapped in darkness gushed out of the mouth, and the scorching heat rose in a straight line.

Who knew that Ning Zimo still didn't raise his head, and he didn't reward one out of the corner of his eyes, but stared at Chu Yu and asked, "Can you condense the natal fire?"

Chu Yu looked at the flames that were like thousands of horses galloping over and nodded.

Hongyan is her contract magic beast, no matter how much flame it does to her, it can't hurt her, but Ning Zimo, I don't know what he wants to do with fire? As far as she knows, anything will turn to ashes once it is stained with Qilin fire.

Concentrate and concentrate, and the five-star fire element in the sea is bright, the folds are shining, the hands are flipped, and a small flame jumps

Gathered in hand.

Ning Zimo's left hand raised slightly, and his mind controlled the eight demon soldiers to reappear, instantly turning into an ink-colored ball of light, and the ink-colored ball of light flashed in the night.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and engulfed all the Qilin flames.

With Chu Yu's soft wattle attached to his right hand, he took the natal fire and stuffed it into the ink-colored ball of light together, and the qilin fire, which was originally trapped and agitated, was instantly quieted down.

The hands were sealed again, and a small whirlwind rose from the ground, wrapping the ink-colored ball of light and spinning rapidly, and the original palm-sized spark quickly separated, turning into sparks and evenly distributed throughout it.

Thrown vertically, the whirlwind flew into the air with an inky ball of light.

With a beautiful snap of the fingers, the whirlwind dispersed, the ball of light broke, and the flames fell like fireworks.

If you look closely, you will find that wherever the flames go, they are all the stumps and broken arms and blood spilled just now.

After a blazing calcination, the Assassin's body was immediately reduced to ashes, and there was nothing left of the last bit of slag.

The red flame is bursting, and the dignified unicorn beast is now reduced to an ignition tool for cleaning the battlefield!

But the person in front of him couldn't beat him, he snorted coldly, he didn't want to look at it anymore, spread his hooves, and chased after the people for hundreds of miles.