It's a pity that Shangguan Xu, who is in awe of God in the eyes of the world, is really similar to an ant in the eyes of the blood painting, he just watched the flames in his palm like the wind, his eyebrows never moved, and the appearance of being as steady as Mount Tai made Shangguan Xuan even more annoyed, and he only wished that his flame could burn him into ashes to vent the hatred in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But after all, he has been in a high position for a long time, and his cultivation path is smooth, he has long forgotten the saying "there are people outside the world, there is heaven outside the sky", and he is complacent that his Xuanhuo Flame can definitely burn all things in heaven and earth, not to mention the purple-robed man in front of him who is incomparably bewitching, but he really doesn't like it.

Things in the world are often unexpected, and when he looked at his Xuanhuo Flame just approaching the man opposite, and he didn't even move a finger to make it extinguish automatically, he couldn't believe it was true for a long time.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, what's wrong with your flame today?" Huo Ying'er, who also thought that the purple-robed man in front of him was definitely dead, was also surprised when he saw this result, and asked inexplicably.

Shangguan Xu's expression sank, his comprehension of the fire element had reached the realm of Xiaocheng as early as thirty years ago, which could make the flame in the dantian evolve into a Xuanhuo flame, and he had never missed a battle in the past thirty years. Unless the man on the other side cultivated too high and secretly used some spell to extinguish his flames, he would never believe that the Xuanhuo Flame would have a problem for no reason!

Shangguan Xuan was quite confident in his ability, so he refused to believe that there was anything wrong with his own flame, and after listening to Huo Ying'er's words, he didn't even answer, but raised his head to look at the man opposite, and secretly released a trace of aura to sense his cultivation, but the other party didn't even resist, and let his aura pass by gently.

But what he didn't expect was that Shangguan Xuan couldn't find out his true cultivation as a result of his secret investigation, so he sank his mind, frowned and asked, "Dare to ask who your Excellency is?" Can I report my family's name? ”

Seeing that he was still a killer to himself, Xuehua immediately asked about his origin as soon as he failed in his move, but he was also a talent who could bend and stretch, and couldn't help laughing, "Benjun is a demon, why do you come to the sect?" ”

"You!" Seeing that he toasted and didn't eat and drink, Huo Ying'er's face instantly sank, raised his hand and turned into a long whip, and whipped it towards his face.

Whipping the face with whipping was originally intended to insult the other party, and although it did not lead to taking people's lives, it was more hateful than killing.

The shallow smile on the face of the blood painting slowly dissipated, the hands behind him were slightly clenched, and the air flow in the air suddenly became extremely solemn, Shangguan Xuan and Huo Ying'er felt the change in their breath at the same time, and their faces were a little blue, but they didn't have time to escape before they felt a blast of wind slashing towards Huo Ying'er, and her body was cut in half before she had time to move, and the blood splashed everywhere, flowing along the lines of the deck, and soon merged into a small stream.

The head of the firefly who fell on the deck still maintained an expression with its pupils wide open, as if she couldn't believe that someone could cut herself in half in one move, and she couldn't believe that person was Yuan Fengqing's friend! And Yuan Fengqing is not only her, but even one of the most hated people in the entire Tianxiang Valley, how can she believe it?

Shangguan Xu, who was beside him, was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and when he reacted and wanted to save Huo Ying'er's Yuan Shen, he saw that the eyes of the blood painting narrowed slightly, and two cold air shot like a burst of light, enveloping the body of Huo Ying'er cut in half, and in the click, her body was frozen into an ice sculpture, and the temperature between heaven and earth also dropped rapidly, but no one felt the cold.

"Don't!" Shangguan Xuan seemed to realize what he was going to do, his eyes widened, and he threw himself hoarse towards Huo Ying'er's upper body.

However, he was a step slower after all, and as soon as his toes were close to the blood on the ground, he heard a thud, and two huge ice sculptures shattered, leaving only clumps of ice chips on the ground, which quickly melted into ice water after being sprinkled by the afterglow of the setting sun, blending with the red blood, and not even leaving a pungent stench.

Shangguan Xu's figure couldn't help but stiffen, staring blankly at the pool of blood on the ground, and his mind was blank.

He couldn't believe that the fire sister who had been with him for more than two hundred years was gone, not even a corner of his clothes was left, and a lot of memories gradually floated in his blank brain, all of which were pictures of Huo Ying'er crying or laughing or losing his temper or flying with a long whip, and red clothes like butterflies.

In Tianxiang Valley, the red maple leaves that bloom every year are like fire phoenixes that are about to spread their wings and soar, rendering the entire valley with red light. And Huo Ying'er's graceful posture of whipping the moon envoy in the maple forest every night is also like a fire phoenix that is alive and ready to fly, and the impression in his mind is more and more profound like a brand.

It's a pity that at this moment, there is nothing, she just disappeared in front of her as a living person, but Shangguan Xuan didn't even have the ability to protect her, how could he believe it? How can the facts be accepted?

Fragmented footsteps came from the cabin one after another, it was the disciples of Tianxiang Valley who were alarmed by Shangguan Xu's terrible scream, as soon as they saw this scene, they instinctively took out the magic weapon and aimed it at the blood painting, among the four disciples, Zhao Yi, whose injuries had not yet healed, still turned his sword at the enemy's chest, and turned his head to ask Shangguan Xu, "Uncle Shangguan, what happened?" ”

It's a pity that Shangguan Xuan has not yet recovered from his deep pain, and he has not heard of his question, and he is still staring blankly at the pool of blood on the ground, and has not moved for a long time.

The blood painting raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his eyes to look at Zhao Yi.

Before in Phoenix Town, he had used the breath in the air to use the retrospective technique to restore, so he imprinted everything that happened in Phoenix Town into his mind, and it was false to say that he was not surprised and shocked, especially Yuan Fengqing actually took care of him in Phoenix Town for three whole months, during which he not only dressed and tied his hair, rinsed his mouth and washed his face, but even asked the shopkeeper to take a bath and wipe his back for him to keep it clean. And at that time, he was obviously a walking corpse who had lost his soul, but she did not abandon him and return to the master, but willingly stayed in Phoenix Town to take care of him and wait for him until what happened the night before.

Blood Painting's heart seemed to be hit by something, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

Thinking back to the beginning, he saved Yuan Fengqing's life many times, just because he hadn't unlocked the seal of the magic ring, and he didn't have the conditions to condense and transform into a human form with the help of the power of the original god, he was just a broken ghost imprisoned in the magic ring, he didn't know who he was, he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know why he was sealed in the magic ring when he was born with spiritual consciousness, in this dark world.

After the magic ring happened to be picked up by Yuan Fengqing, he had to make a blood alliance with her in order to make himself strong as soon as possible, and then had to save her life for his own survival.