There was another burst of birdsong, and the sound appeared in the hearts of Wen Jin and several people like a talisman, like a church bell counting down to their lives, and like a sword of Damocles hanging around their necks, which was about to fall in the next second.

It's too close! The sound seemed to sound above their heads, smashing down on their heads and faces, and the anger in them seemed to be burning into real flames, and the suffocating feeling brought by it made Wen Jin feel sullen for a while. His forehead hurt again.

Firework birds hover just above their heads! Wen Jin's divine consciousness has been amplified by the Divine Jade, and it has been able to capture its figure, but its body is hidden in the heavy flames that have condensed into substance, and this flame seems to have the effect of isolating the divine consciousness, making its body as blurred as a shadow.

The firefowl hovered endlessly, and the sound of eager chirping came from time to time, as if it knew that its target was below, but it was uncertain. Li Wuming obviously also discovered it, suddenly got up, and broke the frozen silence: "I'll go and lure it away, you just wait here, don't run, without the divine sense barrier, you can't escape." ”

"Isn't that just let's wait here to die?" Wen Jin sighed secretly in his heart and decided not to keep his hand anymore. He has at least three ways to break the game, one is to use Qi Luck Absorption, one is to use the Fire Dragon to deter, and the last is to try to summon the Great Star Dog. Each is possible, but it is like an unpredictable chess game, he can make a move, but he is not sure of winning.

"There is a distance limit for luck drain, I have to get close enough to the fireworks!" Wen Jin was pondering how to let Li Wuming take him with him, when he suddenly felt a burning pain in his forehead. Pain! He could even hear the crackling sound of burning.

Immediately afterwards, it seemed that something had exploded, and with a bang, Wen Jin's whole person burst into flames, flames flowed in his veins, burning his blood, making his whole person seem to be made of gasoline.

It's the Mark of the Fire Dragon! It could no longer stand the provocation of the firework bird and took the initiative to "ignite" its owner, as if lighting a firework. The changes it caused all appeared inside Wen Jin, and from the outside angle, Wen Jin could only be seen with a muffled snort.

In Wen Jin's sea of knowledge, the fire dragon mark on his forehead no longer burned quietly, but flowed around wantonly and frantically, turning his body into a sea of fire. Wen Jin's forehead turned red, as if the blood of his whole body was gathering here, and a soaring pride swept away.

The chirping of the firebird continued, but suddenly it seemed as if it sensed something, and the anger in the cry seemed to be extinguished by water, and became weaker and weaker, and then gradually became hesitant, as if it did not know what was happening.

The pride of the fire dragon mark soared into the sky like an arrow, as if it was about to set the sky on fire, turning the entire space into a sea of blood, and above this, there was still flames. The firebird whimpered.

It felt the oppression of the life level, and it felt a chill to the bone from beginning to end. It could no longer stay here, and the whole bird turned into a comet-like fire, slashing in the direction of the mountains.

You Jiao'er and Guo Ke didn't know what was going on, but they heard the cry of the fireworks bird gradually weakening, and it seemed to be getting farther and farther away. You Jiao'er found that Wen Jin's face was as pale as paper, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine." Wen Jin waved his hand and turned his inquiring gaze to Li Wuming, "Master Li, fireworks...... Gone? You Jiaoer and Guo Ke hurriedly turned their attention to it, they were like drowning people, and they urgently needed to surface to take a breath.

Li Wuming glanced at Wen Jin with thoughtful eyes, and then smiled, like the sky at the beginning of the morning after the rain: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be gone." You Jiao'er and Guo Ke let out a sigh of relief, revealing a smile for the rest of their lives.

With a wave of Li Wuming's hand, the array eye of the enchantment turned into a snowy silver light and was put away by him. Several people walked out of the cave, dazzled by the scorching sunlight. When I opened my eyes, the bright sun gilded the red plain with a layer of golden glow, and it seemed that the black cave was two completely different worlds.

Li Wuming, who was walking behind, squeezed his eyes and said, "My golden years, Xiao Wenjin, you seem to have a lot of secrets." Looking at Wen Jin's stunned expression, he showed a sunny smile, "However, it's more interesting this way, what do you say?" ”

With that, he let out a long laugh and strode into the golden dazzling skylight. You Jiao'er in front was waving at him, Guo Ke smiled at him, the sun shone their faces like gold, and behind them was a vast red plain like roses...... Wen Jin couldn't help but smile and stepped into the sunshine.

……

Mian Ye and Er Jian walked down the street, and the light from the golden crow was cast from the side, outlining the two shadows behind them, sometimes separated, sometimes intertwined, like water droplets blending into one, sprinkling a large area.

"Hey, do you really want to listen to that guy, that weird guy?" Erjian put his hands around his chest and asked dissatisfiedly. Obviously, he was dissatisfied that the face man privately agreed to that person's request, but excluded him. What about trust, trust between companions?

"And what do you say?" Mian Ye spat out a puff of smoke, and the smoke spread like water, "He is our connector, that is to say, his plan is something that has been agreed upon by the organization, and it is not our turn to judge the executor." ”

"Even so, I think that person is weird." Erjian casually kicked the small rock, and it flew away like a frightened sparrow, "Did he give you a list full of names, assassination lists?" ”

"Yes." The face took a puff of his cigarette and took out a crumpled piece of straw paper from his robe, which was knotted together like pinched cotton, "Let me see, let me see...... Oh my God, there are so many, how long am I going to kill? ”

"Let me see." Erjian jumped like a monkey, snatched the list from the hand of the face master, and quickly browsed it. The immortal cultivator's superb memory allowed him to quickly write down these names, and at the same time, he didn't forget to say in a contemptuous tone: "This is too much, I'm afraid it's not lazy." ”

"Hmm...... Well. The face man said perfunctorily, which made Er Jian's cheeks bulge like balloons. He retrieved the assassination list and tapped his finger at one of the names, "So...... Let's start with this person. ”

Er Jian glanced at it, and said with a faint solemnity in his voice: "This person is not easy to kill. ”

"yes...... I've memorized all these names, so I don't need this piece of paper. The face man sighed and threw the list away.

The wind whipped up the list, blowing it through the air, turning it around twice at random, and falling to a corner of the street.

The dark yellow paper was dyed more and more golden by the sun, it kept trembling, making a rattling sound, and the corner of the side was blown up by the wind, and the shadow obscured half of the list, and on the paper that was exposed to the direct sunlight, there was a name that the face had just mentioned—

Yan Zining.