The next day, the Great Hall of the Flame Demon Realm.

"Martyr Protector".

As soon as Bei Mingmo's words fell, a man in a black brocade suit appeared in the main hall, and the softness of his facial features looked a little gloomy.

However, the dazzling red belt around his waist and a blood-red plum blossom on his collar were extremely special.

It is the mixture of these two conflicting colors that makes the man look flamboyant and calm, giving people a strong mental impact, which makes people uncontrollable and want to rely on.

This kind of appearance is relatively common in the gods, demons, fairies and demons world, but if it is placed in the human world, it is definitely a first-class beautiful man.

I saw that the person who came was still a little respectful at first, but a pair of obsidian eyes looked around and peeked.

After a while, he found that there was no one else in the hall except Bei Mingmo and himself, so instead, he showed a bored look, turned around and found a place to lean on.

And the North Ink sitting on top of it is also accustomed to it.

It can be seen that the identity of this person above the main hall is different.

"Hey...... It's been a long time since I've been to the human world. ”

"Ah, the human world" Flame seemed to want to prove that he was not an auditory hallucination, so he repeated it again, thinking for a moment.

After a short while, when I looked up, there was still the shadow of that person on the huge hall.

Flame shook his head, sighed, and chased after the man in purple clothes with only a small black dot left.

In the human world, at this moment, when the two seasons are alternating and the spirit of all things is reborn, the people in the human world seem to be a little busy.

However, even so, compared to the usual seasons, the market at the alternating season is much more lively.

Looking back at the backlight of the most prosperous street in Luoyin City, on the roof of the largest inn in Luoyin City, two tall figures seemed to be discussing something boringly.

Looking at the streets where people came and went, the figure in light blue clothes said with a little novelty: "This human world has not been here for a long time, but it is ...... this situation, it is really 'not seen for a day as if it is every other autumn'......." Right, Lie. ”

"Puff" Huo Flame lightly picked up a naughty strand of black hair on his forehead, and looked at the peerless man beside him funny and depressed.

I don't know when this person has already changed into a light blue plain clothes, the jade-like onion fingers exposed at the cuffs and the sapphire-like danfeng eyes, and the bewitching and handsome face, it is sad to see the fire.

There is no harm in this comparison, look at yourself, this gray-white and vulgar dress, fiery tears, for Mao himself, he can't change his color of clothing.

However, after a while, Huo Lie thought about it.

In fact, ink is also for his own good, every time he seals his mana, he will be easy to get cold into his body for a period of time, although this gray and white clothing looks ordinary, it is actually quite mana, and the protection of his body is excellent.

Huo Lie thought about it to himself, thought about it again, looked left and right, looked up and down, looked forward and back, and suddenly smiled stupidly at Bei Mingmo.

"Hey...... Hey......" Huo Lie suddenly smirked at himself, laughing a little inexplicably.

"Thorns."

"Ahh I said, Mo (as I call it in private), why are you still not good at this work? Will this be the ...... word? ”

As soon as Huo Lie said this, a squeak in his mind crossed the eyes of a certain god monarch, thinking of his own beauty.

So, he immediately stood up and immediately changed his words: "Will it ...... Wouldn't it be too appropriate?"

Although he knew that Mo was talking about him, it didn't hurt or not.

Besides, even if it hurts, then he is absolutely 'powerless'.

Suddenly, a slightly threatening voice sounded beside Huo Li: "Lie, you have learned to flatter, who to ask for advice, tell Benjun obediently, Benjun remembers to promise to keep your heart pure." ”

"Fart," Flaming muttered.

He didn't notice that Bei Mingmo on the side was now looking at him with a smile on his face.

It's ridiculous that the fire at this moment actually treats Bei Mingmo as a paper tiger.

He unhurriedly took the jade pendant on his waist and played with it, and said without any sense of crisis: "Pure heart? Who can compare to your brainless mind. Is it bound to stay? You've got a pretty brain. ”

After the fire finished complaining to himself, he turned around and wanted to say something more to Bei Mingmo.

As soon as the sentence "There is ......" came out, and then there was an exclamation of extreme regret on the street: "Ahh......h ”

It turned out that just when our great protector was powerless to complain about a certain Yan Jun, Yan Jun finally 'broke the gong'.

silently appreciated the sentence: "Lie, the courage borrowed by heaven."

Next, just before Huo Lie could react, Bei Mingmo thought that Huo Huo was old and needed to loosen his muscles.

So, with one kick, he kicked the man who was still going to say something to himself off the roof.

The originally harmonious scene on the street, in the heart-rending sound of falling, a group of women lost their faces, and a vote of men panicked.

Although it was said that because of the man's martial arts, he did not have an intimate hug with the earth, but the scream caused a lot of commotion.

However, then again, how could the Flame Hall Protector be so embarrassed, this is inseparable from the identity of the Northern Ink Emperor.

Emperor Yan's ancestors left a warning: "Except in the event of life and death, as long as you are in the human world, you must not use your mana to harm mortals, mortals."

The fire is just a stubborn stone into a spirit, and it is not a mortal in the first place.

However, in fact, these were originally only used to restrain the Yan Emperor, and the Northern Ink was also used to restrain the flames; However, the spells practiced by Flame would cause mortals who touched him to be roasted by fire, scorching so hot that their lives were endangered.

Therefore, every time he went to the human world, Bei Mingmo personally sealed all the spells of Huoli, leaving only his martial arts to defend himself.

And if Huo Lie puts aside his cultivation, his martial arts are already relatively good compared to Bei Mingmo.

In this way, every 'sneak attack' of the North Stygian Ink will be impossible to prevent.

On the bustling and lively street, suddenly such an incident happened, and those people who liked to be lively naturally gathered around, and when they were still two feet above the ground, Huo Lie finally raised his breath and stood firm.

Looking at the crowd of onlookers around him, laughing or surprised or puzzled, Huo Lie's face was unhappy, and he silently thought in his heart: This is going to be ruined by his beautiful image, oh my God, this is definitely not true.

The muscles on his face smiled slightly and moved awkwardly, and from time to time he lowered his head and coughed a few times: "No, it's okay, let's all disperse." ”

A person on the roof of the building who had done something bad and was not satisfied, looked at the fire on the street, floated down the roof gracefully, and made up for the flame's 'weak heart': "It's okay?" Ben Jun is too a failure. ”

Hearing such irresponsible words, Huo Flame almost spurted a mouthful of old blood to the divine realm.

Although he said that he couldn't break his demon body, and he didn't really fall, he gave some comfort.

As soon as this thought came out, all of a sudden, there was a tremor in Huo Li's heart, as if he thought of something terrifying: "Comfort, uh... Forget it."

Actually, Fire was right.

Console? If Bei Mingmo heard this, it is estimated that he will really use words to 'comfort and comfort' him, so it is estimated that he will not be able to eat for several days.

(However, how can you forget that it was your old man who 'educated' and 'poetic' the cold ice cube hearts of the people in Beimingmo.) )

In the face of this brother and the supreme of the first realm who has learned to trick himself and attaches great importance to love and righteousness, Huo Lie has always chosen to ignore it, otherwise this weak heart, I am afraid that I don't know how much it will be broken.

"Forget it" Huo Huo raised his head, but he didn't expect the scene in front of him to make him happy, so he smiled at his brother and thief angrily: "Tut-tut-tut...... Ink, how beautiful you are! ”

Bei Mingmo did not doubt that he had him, and blurted out a stinky beauty: "You only know this gentleman's demeanor today?" ”

Huo Lie was speechless: "Every time you are asked to disguise you, I won't, now I will solve it myself." ”

He patted his gray and white plain clothes, and then looked at a group of people who were frightened by himself and panicked, and looked at him as soon as Bei Mingmo appeared, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Because, if it's just a woman, it's fine, but the light in the eyes of that group of men is too unthinkable.

"The beauty of this monarch is really the anger of people and gods."

Since the first group of women were all women, Bei Mingmo naturally ignored the group of men with strange eyes who were stinky and boastful, otherwise that group of men would have already turned to ashes.

"Beauty? Anger of man and god? I said..., do you want to pay attention to the current situation first", looking at the more and more people gathered, Huo Lie was faintly worried: If you don't leave, this group of people will be unlucky, the important thing is the power of Mo's heart.

As far as the extremely clean Northern Stygian Mo is concerned, if anyone other than Huo Flame dares to touch him at the moment, he will definitely let that person die invisibly, let alone 'rape him' with his eyes.

However, every time this kind of thing happens, Bei Yingmo will be tormented by the power of the half-moon heart fire, and he will not want to die.

"Hey, Mo, back, back......" Hearing Fire's slightly serious voice, he looked to the place where he was pointing.

Bei Mingmo finally returned to reality, took the lead in jumping onto the roof of the restaurant, and posed in a very chic pose at the end.

Seeing such a North Stygian Ink, Huo Lie held back his laughter and jumped on the roof lightly.

It didn't take long for the two of them to come to the sparsely populated forbidden land of the Yu Dynasty, the moat, which had always been relatively quiet.

This forbidden place of the Yu Dynasty, at present, only the master and servant have been here, and it can barely be regarded as the 'refuge' of these two people, anyway, every time these two people come to the human world, as long as they encounter that kind of thing, they will definitely come here.

The moat is similar to the moat, there are many traps in it, the only difference is that there is a guardian god of the Yu Dynasty here.

Looking at the dead and silent moat, there is no birdsong and flowers, no green mountains and green waters, and there is no anger at all, and most people avoid it.

Bei Mingmo was smug with a leisurely face, leaning against a cypress tree with his arms crossed, not knowing what he was thinking, and the folding fan in his hand kept patting his palm.

"Hahaha......" The fire not far away broke the gong, laughed wildly, laughed so much that he couldn't see his teeth and eyes, and tears flew and damaged the tree behind him.

This success attracted the attention of Bei Mingmo, and he intuitively felt that this smile was too unusual, and it seemed to have a lot to do with him.

"Fierce ......", Bei Mingmo dragged out his voice and looked at the good brother who was about to roll on the ground with laughter.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Say? Say what? ”

"Well, I said,...... How did you. ”

"How do I? This Dharma Protector is very good. ”

"Breathe ......", Bei Mingmo took a deep breath and stretched out his hand: "Five...... Four...... Three....... ”

"Wait, wait, wait...... I said, "That...... You guarantee first, guarantee ......" Flaming pointed to Bei Mingmo with a weak heart, although he knew that the guarantee was useless, but it was a hundred times stronger than nothing.

"Well, I promise I won't beat you up."

After getting the so-called promise of Bei Mingmo, Huo Lie endured and endured, thought about it and thought about it, but still couldn't control it, and wanted to see what Bei Mingmo looked like after he knew.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he .......

"That...... Hahaha...... It is...... Ha ha...... That one...... That one...... I...... I suddenly realized, Mo, you are real...... It's really beautiful, and everyone is angry. ”

"Huh?" Knowing that there must be something to do next, Bei Mingmo was not in a hurry, and waited slowly.

Sure enough, Huo Lie saw that Bei Mingmo didn't have any expression, and he didn't ask questions, so he couldn't hold back: "I, I said, why don't you, why don't you ask me why, you don't ask me, I, how can I answer you."

Bei Mingmo glanced at it with disgust, moved, and said calmly: "You will say."

"What if I really didn't say it?"

"Just you?" He glanced at the fire with disdain, and came up with three words, "impossible".

Listening to Bei Mingmo's confident and dangerous tone, Huo Lie sighed in his heart, and if he didn't say it again, he estimated that he would really have to carry a 'pig's head' for several days.

"That, Mo, this gentleman is true to his word, you must remember your promise, not to mention that you are the dignified lord of the world."

Bei Mingmo nodded: "If you have a fart, let it go." ”

Only then did Huo Lie say: "That is, I deeply discovered that it is not only women, but even ......."

After speaking, he glanced at Bei Mingmo's evil eyes, and Huo Lie was a little deflated: I knew earlier, I knew that I would find a place without him and laugh again, is it too late to regret it now?

The answer, of course, is no.

So, Blaze naturally prepared a posture ready to fly.

He continued: "That is, even men want to take you for themselves, you look at the hungry appearance of those men, oops, oops, oh my, laughing at me...... Hahaha...... Is...... Hahaha......".

When Bei Mingmo reacted from his words, he only saw a small gray and white shadow, but it was .......

After a while, the sound of killing pigs resounded in the moat, extremely tragic, extremely terrifying, and extremely speechless, because from time to time a sentence floated out of that voice: "This protector is so weak, can you take it lightly."

According to the 'tragic' sound and the power of the howl, it is estimated that someone's pig-headed face this time will take about two months.

However, to his surprise, this time the flame only had two more 'dark circles' under his eyes, and the rest of his face was intact.

Could it be that the North Stygian Ink has changed? In fact, according to Bei Mingmo's own words, "because they are brothers".

(What?) "Brother?" ,The first few times I beat people to the point that their nose and face were swollen.,I really wonder if Huolie's slightly dark complexion is caused by too much medicine)

(Attached: Part of the background and character introduction)

Luoyin City (about the beginning of the 36th century B.C., also known as Yucheng, the capital of the Yu Dynasty), is the only complete and unified dynasty in ancient times, and its predecessor was an ancient tribe mainly hunting. It has developed rapidly and prosperously, and has existed on this land for hundreds of years.

Fire: A loyal subordinate of Yan Jun of the Flame Demon Realm, when the Northern Ink, was affected by the fire in his heart, and the thousand-year-old stubborn stone finally turned into a human form. Because of his help, he has been staying by the side of North Styx, and gradually formed an irreplaceable brotherhood with North Styx. Piercing by the needles of the icy cold sky, he removed the heat of his life, incarnated as Taifu, and guarded Xuanyuan Yanfeng (Northern Ink).

Icy Cold Heavenly Needle: It can suppress the incidental power brought by the power of the heart fire of the Northern Stygian Ink to a certain extent, and when the Northern Stygian Ink was there, he personally imprisoned the inhuman body heat of the flaming Mortal. Without the North Ink, the fire in the human world suppresses the body heat every month, and has to endure the pain of drilling the heart that ordinary people can't bear.