Looking through the front door of the main house with only the door frame left, I saw the corpses in the front yard also spread all over the ground, and Jiang Chao, Qiao Cui, Lu Sheng and others who walked between them were all covered in color.

There were still two people left in the courtyard, but they were able to control the dozen or so killers who were about to rush into the house. In order to control the situation, they no longer care whether they will step on the bodies of their dead comrades.

Fortunately, there were no new masked killers at the gate of the courtyard.

At this moment, a sharp bamboo whistle suddenly sounded in the sky outside the courtyard. The voice seemed to be some distance away, but the masked killers in the courtyard all had a vigilant look on their faces after hearing this bamboo whistle.

The next moment, they abandoned the offensive and rushed towards the courtyard with a steep pace, and in the process of retreating, no one was in love.

This scene made Jiang Chao and the others stunned.

After Lu Sheng killed a masked killer who was closest to him, but he didn't care about leaving and didn't know how to fight back, he made a defensive posture with his sword in front of his chest, but no killer approached him, he couldn't help but say: "Look at their frightened looks, could it be that Lord Li is here?" ”

Jiang Chao on the side shook his head after listening for a moment, "The Lord Commander has never used this kind of bamboo whistle. ”

Qiao Cui, who was standing a little farther away, helped a nurse beside him who was crumbling due to his serious injury, and said with a vigilant expression: "Don't relax too early, this seems to be a kind of password, but who sent it is not yet known." ”

As soon as Qiao Cui finished speaking, he heard a hoarse voice struggling to shout in the dilapidated main house: "It's a recall order!" All...... Take refuge under the wall! ”

The five people standing in the courtyard froze when they heard this.

Qiao Cui was the first to react, dragging the injured nurse he was supporting, and ran towards the root of the nearest courtyard wall.

A little slower was Jiang Chao, who also pulled another nurse to the side as if he was frozen and ran to the corner of the courtyard.

Lu Sheng reacted almost at the same time as Jiang Chao, but after he took a step towards the courtyard wall, he suddenly turned around and ran towards the doorstep of the main house.

"Lord Lin!"

Lu Sheng shouted.

Behind him. It was Qiao Cui's frightened voice that came from the suffix: "Fool, come back!" ”

But the voices of the two people were quickly drowned out by the sound of "Boom" as dense as the wind.

What broke through the air came a one-pound tile altar, but after the jar was shattered on the ground, it was the smell of fire oil. After the first round of earthen altars filled with fire oil, the second round of earthen altars became more dense, but because there was a kind of ball-like thing thrown between them.

When the thing fell to the ground, it suddenly bloomed a little spark, licked the oil that had spilled everywhere, and quickly became vigorous, setting the whole courtyard on fire.

beams, wooden objects, and corpses on the ground. Everything that could be burned was devoured by the flames of a demonic power that was spurred by the fire oil and rose in the fastest time.

And the things that couldn't burn, like the walls of earth and stone, the scattered swords and the broken tiles, were licked by the flames like sugar cane drained of juice. Decay and soften.

Mo Ye looked in horror at the surroundings that instantly turned into a sea of fire, her body seemed to be petrified, and suddenly, she felt a heavy weight pressing down, so heavy that she almost suffocated.

There was warm liquid running through the back of her neck. She suddenly realized what was standing in her back, but as soon as she tried to get up, she felt a palm clasp on the back of her head, preventing her from looking up at all.

The smoke around him gradually thickened, and Mo Ye could feel the fire that burned his skin, but all he felt was a constant warmth on the skin on his back and back of his neck. Mo Ye struggled for a moment. Finally, a few words popped out of my mouth: "Master, I'm about to suffocate!" ”

The hand that pressed the back of her head loosened slightly, and Mo Ye suddenly raised his head. But before she had time to glance at the person who was protecting her with her body, she choked on a deep puff of smoke.

The disgusting smell of the burning corpse mixed with the smoke suddenly welled up in her mouth and nose, irritating her mind and making her want to gag. But compared to that feeling of nausea. Even faster is the chaos in the brain caused by poor breathing.

She coughed a few times and quickly drooped her head. Lost consciousness.

……

Qu Xia waited alone on the empty street for a cup of tea, and never saw Mo Ye come back.

When he couldn't wait any longer and was about to go back in person, a young man with thin clothes but a gentle face suddenly stopped him in the middle of the road, and without saying a few words, he pulled him in the opposite direction of going back, only saying that he was a friend of Lin Shan.

Qu Xia wanted to speak properly, but the young man pulled his arm so tightly that he couldn't get out of it for a while.

It wasn't until he walked out of the street and came to a humble letter booth that the young man stopped. Qu Xia was about to open his mouth when he saw this, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a wisp of black smoke rising from the direction of his house.

At this time, about half an hour away from the point where the people in the city usually lit a fire to make lunch, some women and women who got up late in the streets, carrying the fruits and vegetables they had selected and bought, and several of them also noticed the black smoke rising from the concentrated residential area, and could not help but look at it from a distance.

At the booth where the letter was written, the old student who saw a customer arriving and was about to take over what might be the last business before lunch, so he put down his pen and sat down. But when he saw that the two guests did not immediately ask for anything, but looked in one direction together, as did many of the passers-by on the street, he was also affected a little, and was not in a hurry to do business, but turned his head to look in the direction they were watching.

After squinting his eyes, the old student said casually: "Who uses such a tide of firewood for cooking?" ”

A few steps away from the stall, under a wall, two shabby-clad men who looked like beggars were basking in the sun. Hearing the words of the old student of the letter stall, one of them smiled boredly and said, "Old man, are you dazzled?" Such a large smoke, it can only be deliberate...... Well, I guess it's bacon, right? Otherwise, it's smoked rice, hehehehe......"

"Laugh at your size, idiot." The other beggar stretched out his finger and struck the beggar who spoke first, "Bacon this season?" Waiting for maggots? Are you crazy about eating meat? How can your brain go bad faster than the old gentleman's eyes go bad? ”

The old student of the letter stall may be a little dazzled, but his ears are still sensitive, and his face fell a little when he heard the words, and he deliberately raised his voice and said, "You two, can you not use a little thing to ridicule me?" If you make me angry, even if there is still porridge left in the pot at night, I will not give it to you anymore. ”

When the two men heard the sound, they immediately stood up from the base of the wall, and said with a smile as they hurriedly approached: "Don't be angry, old man, we have made amends for you." We are the younger generations who love to talk quickly, and we haven't read many books, so we can't compare to the Sven people who know how to be polite, so you have to take care of it! ”

As the two beggars spoke, they passed by the two customers standing in front of the stall, and without paying attention, he struck the older of the two with his elbow, and saw that his brows were slightly furrowed.

The beggar thought that the old man was going to get angry, and was thinking about whether to apologize, but unexpectedly, the old man immediately raised his hands and pushed it out!

But...... He was pushing at the young man who looked like Sven was standing beside him.

Qu Xia was really angry, but his action made the two beggars on the side very puzzled, and they didn't understand why these two Sven people did it directly before they could speak? If the elder was not happy to be bumped into just now, he would have found the wrong person to do it, right?

…… Is he more dazzling than the old man who makes a living by writing letters for others?

In the eyes of the two beggars who were stunned for a moment, Qu Xia pushed the young man who had inexplicably dragged him here two steps away with a palm, and then took a big stride. He was anxious to go back and take a look, so he was so anxious about the situation at home that he couldn't care what the people around him thought.

Speaking of Sven, if it weren't for the fact that the young man looked like Sven, he was a little bookish, and he had some temperament with the one in his own family, which made him really believe that he might be the friend at home who had not been in touch for many years, and he would not have given him so much patience at all.

Qu Xia didn't expect to say a few words, this person took him so far, and the little patience and trust he could give had already been exhausted.

I don't know if it's because people are old and suffer from gains and losses naturally aggravated, when he waited for Mo Yeliang to not see her figure for a long time, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, and when he saw the black smoke, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

However, he had only walked a few steps away from his old age, and the young man he had pushed away caught up with him and grabbed him by the arm.

Qu Xia shook his hand impatiently, but he didn't shake it off. He suppressed his displeasure and asked again in a calm tone, "Young man, what are you going to do?" ”

The young man didn't answer directly, he looked very tired, his face was not normal, and he took a deep breath before asking, "Senior is Qu Xia?" ”

Qu Xia didn't nod or deny it, just stared at him with a vigilant gaze.

The young man looked at him without fear, his eyes were steady, and he slowly spoke again: "Late Cen Chi." ”

"Cen Chi ......," Qu Xia hesitated.

After a pause, Cen continued: "Senior brother Lin Shan, the teacher of the North Fence. ”

He sensed the anxiety and impatience in Qu Xia's eyes, so the two sentences before and after were concise, and each sentence contained important information.

When Qu Xia heard this, his indifferent attitude eased a little, but soon he said coldly: "I have never heard of this name. ”

"I left the mountain gate very early, so Senior Brother Lin may not often mention me to others. If you don't believe it, the North Fence is a series of pictographic formations and double counting scriptures, and later generations can be silently written for the identification of predecessors. Cen Chi said and pointed to the booth where he was writing letters a few steps away.