Devil's Tent.

The serious man sat in the center of the gossip, his hands dancing, and the four dark moon texture flags flew.

The Dark Moon is a predictor of calamity.

The Night King is helping the Lord of the Demon Hu, Lu out of the calculation of the fire.

Lu Chu, who was more than four meters tall, held a wine glass from time to time and took two sips.

The people of the Central Plains have these bells and whistles, and whether they are demons, dogs, or ...

They all like to clench their fists and do it directly.

Lu Chu had very little Central Plains blood in his body, which made him like to learn the civilization of the Central Plains, and brought in the Demon Hu.

Not only that, Lu Chu knows that there are two kinds of talented people in this world who are extremely important:

The first is the hexagram master.

There seems to be a circle of hexagram masters to sense alone, these days, there are no hexagram masters, and all the big decisions related to the world are blind people crossing the river by feeling the stones.

Second, there is a mysterious being known as a bachelor.

What these bachelors do is very simple, which is archaeology, non-stop archaeology, they are far away from the human capital, they travel alone.

They seem to believe that there were unique civilizations in ancient times, that gave them mystical powers, and that they were able to follow a mystical and correct will.

Whether it is a hexagram master or a bachelor, it is very rare.

And now there is a hexagram master in front of Lu Chu, so the Demon Hu Venerable Lord has decided to leave him behind.

Not only that, but he also wants to let the powerful Taiyin come to the Demon Hu.

It's a friendly exchange.

I'll help you kill people and solve your troubles.

You help me solve the trouble.

Everyone followed the spirit of the contract and did the work.

This is good karma.

As he pondered, the four Dark Moon Hexagram Flags flying beside the Night King had slowly fallen.

The stern man opened his eyes as if amused, and his upside-down lips moved slightly.

Lu Chu stared at him.

The Night King said slowly, in the language of the Demon Beard, "The fire is in this tent. ”

A sentence is like a meteor falling into the sea, setting off an uproar.

Lu Chu was stunned, and then laughed wildly, and the wine on his beard was shaken off a lot.

His gaze swept over everyone in the tent.

In this tent, except for some of the strong men of his demon beard, the rest were the attendants plundered by the Central Plains.

These squires were chosen from among the slaves, and they were more intelligent and clever, so their status was improved, and they at least had the right to walk freely in the territory of the Mohu.

The Lord of the Terrifying Demon Beard, who was more than four meters tall, widened his pupils and swept over the ten or so attendants in the tent.

The attendants, both men and women, were cutting meat, dividing wine, playing braziers, or taking large pieces of lacquer-colored black charcoal, which were being smashed into small pieces.

The Lord of the Demon Beard won't tell who the real Prairie Fire is.

Just kill them all.

And right now.

Among the ten attendants, a rather beautiful and graceful woman in purple suddenly burst out of the tent.

She's extremely fast.

Lu Chu sneered, but he didn't move.

The figure had already appeared at the woman's side.

A fierce, green dragon-like sword light flew out of the woman's sleeve.

And then...

She saw a terrifying, huge palm coming towards her.

The diameter of the palm is more than two meters, and it is fluffy, but each hair is like the hardest metal sharp blade in the world.

His own knife slashed at the tiger's mouth in the palm of his hand, but it only left a white mark.

Boom!!

Lu shot tightly!

But this beautiful woman actually has the means, turning into a cloud of green smoke in the palm of her hand, which is extremely psychedelic.

In an instant, it appeared in the distance more than ten meters away.

But it only gives the impression that a small bug is running away.

"The whereabouts are unpredictable, and it is indeed a prairie fire. ”

Lu Chu was just a temptation.

Only if this woman shows the characteristics of a fire, he will catch it.

Now, the woman is revealed.

He was no longer polite, his palm turned over, and he grabbed the beautiful woman in purple more than ten meters away again.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

It's another mutation.

In the tent, a male attendant suddenly smashed the wine jar he was holding directly into the brazier, and then poured it directly onto the tent with the brazier.

The flames are blazing.

The third gray-clad attendant was actually shot in the other direction.

The rest of the attendants also took advantage of the chaos and ran out at a normal speed.

Lu had already squeezed the woman with the palm of his hand, and he was about to pull out her limbs, and then torture her.

Seeing this situation, he directly said coldly: "Chase!!"

In the tent, at least there are thousand-sized existences.

The fleeing gray-clad squire...

It could also be a prairie fire.

The crowd has not moved.

The Night King directly reached out and grabbed it, pinched out a large black bow in the void, lifted the bow, drew the arrow, and shot it with his eyes closed.

Sou!!

Dark arrows travel through the space and shoot out of tents.

There was a "snapping" sound of landing in the distance.

Apparently the arrow hit the target perfectly.

The third person, who was covered by two people and then escaped, is also dead!

After all this, the Night King slowly stood up.

The realm of the Great Tomorrow is not given for nothing.

The remaining squires were chased by the commander of the thousand and will soon be killed.

The flames burned, and the sound of the Demon Hu soldiers coming to put out the fire rang around.

Lu Juju grabbed the beautiful woman with his hand, and with a thumb pick, the woman's head was directly pushed away.

Leave the broken body aside.

Lu Chu asked, "Mr. Night, is the fire dead?"

Although the Night King's arrow just now was nothing to him, a hexagram master with Xuan Xuan, a hexagram master with combat power, it was really a treasure.

Therefore, Lu Chu couldn't help but respect the Night King.

The solemn man ignored the flames around him, closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

He only needs to follow the results of the hexagram just now, follow Skynet and then investigate, and that's it.

A little moment...

The Night King opened his eyes, and a cold air flashed in his eyes: "Burning the Plains, escape!"

Just that moment...

A lot has changed.

And the fact that so many people were willing to sacrifice for the sake of the fire made the Night King really feel a little shocked.

...

...

In the middle of the night in the snow, on the wasteland.

Two extremely fast figures were skimming.

I don't know if these two figures are men or women, but they have a hint of "shrinking into inches in the end of the world" when they run.

But these two figures obviously can't use this kind of speed more, because every slave, or squire, has been set a "breath-breaking nail" behind the back of the demon beard, and under this nail, even if you were once a strong person, if your breath is blocked, it is basically useless.

Therefore, Mohu is very puzzled that there are rebels among this group of slaves.

After the two figures used a "shrink to inch" once, they were already out of breath and extremely weak.

But their breath has been locked.

The commander of the demon beard followed.

After that, it was Lu Chu, the lord of the Demon Hu, who personally set out.

The monstrous giant is now in a state of rage.

was tricked, he was actually tricked!

He was going to arrest these two men and put them to the most painful torture in the world.

Two dark shadows supported him.

"Liaoyuan Fire, you're okay, you must not be fine, when necessary, I... I'm going to lure away this group of devil-bearded dog thieves!" The woman's voice hesitated slightly, but finally made a decision.

"For the sake of more slaves, I have to survive, Yun'er... You go and lure them away, Lu Chu has taken action personally, and only you can attract his attention. The man's voice.

"Liaoyuan fire...", some hesitation and reluctance.

"No way, I can't die, Yun'er, for more slaves, only you go and cover me with sacrifices. The voice responded as a matter of course.

Short conversations.

The two figures separated.

The man continued on, leaving the somewhat confused woman where she was.

The woman suddenly burst out with a sword aura, and then walked towards the opposite darkness.

Distance.

Xia Ji, who was sitting by the campfire, felt that the efficiency of digging was still too slow.

But Gu Yaohua couldn't help it, she could calculate that the mirage formation was here, and it was already very difficult.

The fire is scorching.

Xia Ji suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Distance...

In the distance, there were fucking footsteps again.