Qing Haichao looked at the old man in surprise, only to see that Uncle Huo was not panicked, and smiled mysteriously: "It's the two of them!" ”

"Uncle Fire, who are those people? How did you catch those two brothers? ”

The old man smiled when he heard this, and did not pay attention to Qinghaichao, but slowly walked into the hut again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Old uncle, why don't you speak? What the hell is going on? Qing Haichao also chased in and asked puzzledly.

Uncle Huo sat on the bed, patted the vacant space on the side with his hand, and motioned for Qing Haichao to sit down.

After Qing Haichao sat down, the old man began to slowly tell the story of the matter.

It turned out that the place where the old man was located was the Kunlun tribe. This group of them is the guardian of West Kunlun and believes in the fire god of West Kunlun.

The Kunlun people absolutely do not allow outsiders to enter and leave the West Sea without permission. There are several masters of martial arts in their clan, and once they see a stranger haunting, they will immediately attack and capture them. Carry out the unique punishment method in the Kunlun clan - boiling oil pot!

Boiling oil pot, as the name suggests, is to throw the blind trespasser into the hot oil pot and let him fend for himself. If this person does not die, and he can climb out of the oil pot himself, then it means that the fire god has spared him.

When Qing Haichao heard this, he couldn't help but feel creepy. Xindao: What kind of rule is this, throwing living people into a boiling oil pan and frying. With such a high temperature, let alone a person, even Da Luo Jinxian is afraid that there will be no return.

The old man seemed to see Qing Haichao's thoughts, and he didn't break it, but just continued to tell what happened after he left the hut.

After Uncle Huo rescued Qing Haichao, he didn't let the clan know. Instead, he quietly hid him in his hut.

After he settled Qing Haichao, he left the wooden house again, wanting to go out to find some medicine for Qing Haichao, who had fallen into a coma. At this time, there was a sudden chaos in the clan, and the clansmen ran around, as if something big had happened.

Uncle Huo finally dragged a clansman, and after careful questioning, he learned that it was the patriarch of the Kunlun clan who suddenly fell ill. Moreover, he was not lightly ill.

When the clansmen learned of this, they immediately invited the clan's divine doctor. After the divine doctor diagnosed, he said that the patriarch's illness was terminal, and he could not do anything about it. And bluntly said that maybe the clansmen would go to the god of fire together to have a glimmer of life.

When the Kunlun tribesmen heard this, they hurriedly gathered at the place of the platform, recited the wish of Kunlun, and knelt down to pray, in order to be blessed by the god of fire and let the patriarch's strange illness get better as soon as possible.

At this moment, the two brothers suddenly came quietly by boat, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to pass through the Kunlun clan and enter West Kunlun. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the patrolling master halfway and captured, which is the scene that Qing Haichao saw just now.

After listening to the old man, Qing Haichao suddenly remembered something, and he couldn't help but worry. It's just that when he was practicing his sword that night, he overheard what the two senior brothers said.

According to the senior brother, his master was already a person who was close to becoming an immortal. If this is the case, the Kunlun clan killed these two people today, and their master will definitely seek revenge afterwards. When the time comes, the two sides will go to war, not to mention the victory or defeat, there will definitely be a lot of casualties.

This is what Qing Haichao does not want to see. Besides, the two brothers didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Even if you want to compete with him for the fire and the fruit, it is to act on orders. Besides, the Huoyan fruit grows in the Blazing Yan Mountain, and it doesn't belong to anyone. Whoever can get it is their own business.

Thinking about it like this, Qing Haichao felt that he couldn't put his life-saving benefactor in danger.

"Uncle Huo, the master of those two senior brothers is very powerful. You'd better let them go. Otherwise, their master will definitely come to avenge them, and when the time comes, you will be in danger! ”

When Uncle Huo heard this, he sighed and said helplessly: "Even so, I'm afraid it's too late!" Besides, I'm just an ordinary person in the clan. can't interfere in the affairs of the clan. ”

As soon as Uncle Huo's words fell, several miserable howls suddenly came from outside the house, and the cries were so terrible and long that they couldn't help but chill all over the body in the dark night.

Qing Haichao was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly ran to the door of the hut and looked at the platform.

At this time, the clansmen who were originally half-kneeling on the ground all stood up, holding torches high, and shouted excitedly. And the heart-wrenching scream actually came from the iron pot on the platform.

Qing Haichao was stunned, and saw that the two people who were originally tied to the stone pillar had disappeared, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Uncle Fire, this ......"

"Alas!"

Qing Haichao shook his head helplessly when he saw the fire, and was silent. I can't help but feel depressed and dull, indescribable.

Although he was afraid that the two senior brothers would snatch the Huoyan fruit, he saw that the two of them were being tortured by the world for no reason at this moment. I felt very sorry in my heart, and I actually sympathized with the two brothers. Although he doesn't know their names yet.

The more Qing Haichao thought about it, the more he felt that it was necessary to do something for those two senior brothers, and he suddenly said, "Uncle, after those two senior brothers die, where will their bodies be buried?" ”

"Outsiders who die in the Kunlun tribe will not be buried. Their corpses will be discarded by their people at the edge of the Western Sea, and the god of the sea will take them out of this place. ”

Qing Haichao was stunned when he heard this, and he felt even more unbearable in his heart. At this time, he suddenly thought of his seriously ill mother in the distance, and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, do you know where Blazing Mountain is?" ”

Uncle Huo smiled, slowly got up, came to the outside of the hut, and pointed to a high mountain in the distance: "Look! The highest mountain in West Kunlun is Blazing Yan Mountain. ”

Qing Haichao looked in the direction pointed by Uncle Huo, and saw that under the bright moonlight, the mountains in the distance were continuous, winding and undulating. There is only one peak standing proudly among the mountains, which is very conspicuous.

Uncle Huo looked at Qing Haichao's happy appearance, and thought of what he had just said, he had already guessed his intentions, and only said, "Chao'er! You're not in good health. It's late at night, so let's go back tomorrow. Besides, no one is going to take the fruit from you anymore. ”

Qing Haichao originally planned to go up to Blazing Yan Mountain immediately and pick fire Yan fruits. But when Uncle Jinghuo said this, he also felt that it made sense. After all, the body is the capital of the revolution, and if you don't rest well and rush continuously, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents along the way. At that time, if the fire fruit falls into the hands of others because of his own body, he is afraid that he will regret it for the rest of his life. So I went back to bed and decided to go back the next morning.

At night, there was silence. The tide on the wooden bed listened to the sound of the tide crashing on the shore, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

He sometimes thought of his critically ill mother and his father, who was anxious and worried when he saw him missing; Sometimes I think of the pair of poor brothers who died tragically in a foreign land in the evening, and my heart can't be calm for a long time.

At this time, Qing Haichao suddenly thought of what Uncle Huo had said earlier, that the bodies of those two brothers would be discarded on the west coast. I couldn't help but have the idea of collecting and burying their bodies.

I saw Qing Haichao slowly get up, looked at Uncle Huo who was sleeping next to him, carefully took off the shabby clothes on his body, changed into the linen clothes that Uncle Huo found for him, and got out of bed.

As soon as he came to the door of the house, Qing Haichao seemed to remember something again, and slowly turned back and looked around.