The flames fueled by the spiritual power quickly extinguished after the deflagration, and there was not even a wisp of green smoke, and the galaxy was clearly visible at night. Only the magnificent Nangong Mansion has completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only a deep black quagmire.

The flame, which is called "Heavenly Punishment" by the world, is naturally different from ordinary flames, born in an instant, extinguished in an instant, and no grass grows in the place it passes, and all living beings are destroyed.

Chu Chensheng was not excited at this time, he scolded the man holding the green umbrella for a while and didn't get a response, he was a little deflated, and he collapsed on the firewood pile and rolled his eyes.

The man scolded Chu Chensheng in pain, but he didn't react at all, and when he saw that the flames were extinguished, he took the umbrella and stepped into the air. The starry sky was full of stars, and he disappeared into the night in just one step.

Bai Twelve immediately got up and rushed into the mud.

Chu Chensheng almost overwhelmed the momentum of rushing out, struggled twice on the firewood pile to stabilize his body, and sang angrily in a toneless voice: "What kind of demon are you again! Heaven has punished the living souls, you go play with mud-"

Bai Twelve should not, squatting on the side of the mud and reaching out to touch the mud.

The black mud was so thick that you could feel a lot of suction when you inserted your fingers, and it was a bit difficult to keep the depth even when you pulled your fingers out. It is conceivable that if a living creature steps on it by mistake, it must be the consequence of being swallowed by black mud.

"Ouch-" Chu Chensheng watched from the side, revealing an undisguised disgust on his face, "This hand is full of rotten and smelly flesh-you don't pick a good place to play with mud, urine and urine are better than this." ”

The next moment, however, he stopped talking, and slowly sat up from the pyre with round eyes.

Because he saw that Bai Twelve had really found something out of the black mud that was "annihilated".

That's a hand.

A hand with a finger guard.

This hand is clean and the bones are distinct, compared to the "mud claws" that Bai Twelve pulled out of the mud, this hand is unreasonably clean. Then, there are the wrists, forearms, elbows, ...... As Bai Twelve continued to pull outward, it seemed that there was really a possibility of pulling out a person.

Chu Chensheng saw the unreasonable and unstained hand at a glance, and his breath stagnated, and his heart lit up.

Heaven has punished too much, and no grass grows, this is something that anyone with a little common sense on the Jinzhou Continent knows. Because heavenly punishment is the will of heaven, and the will of heaven is the way of heaven.

If you can go against the way of heaven, it can only be ......

Chu Chensheng turned his head and stared hard at the north, but he didn't feel anything as expected.

It's absolutely stunning.

He took a sip secretly, and waved his hand irritably to let Bai Twelve get out of the way: "Let let Jean-wait for you to pull it out, and the one who is alive should die." ”

Bai Twelve honestly got out of the way.

Chu Chensheng sealed his hands and recited a mantra in his mouth—because his tone was too vicious, he gave Bai Twelve the illusion that he was scolding, but pale lightning gradually jumped out between his fingers, and quickly gathered on the pads of his thumb and index finger.

Then, Chu Chensheng made a "pinch" movement towards the void, and raised his wrist upward. The arm that was pulled out of the mud by Bai Twelve was also lifted up as if it was pinched by Chu Chensheng at the same time, and slowly pulled out a person from the mud.

This young man seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing ordinary cloth clothes, and carrying a xylophone behind him, looking like a piano slave. Through the starlight, his chest was faintly visible, and his breath was still there.

Bai Twelve didn't know this person, but Chu Chensheng, who had a little relationship with the Nangong family, did, and immediately shook his fingers and almost didn't throw it back again. Fortunately, although he looks unreliable, he really has the ability, and he put people firmly on the bluestone road in the air, so he sang and scolded in a suppressed voice: "You two stunned people look dull, your eyes are open, this heavenly way left him a breath, he should have been suffocated in the mud, but I want you to see it - dig it out." ”

Bai Twelve himself didn't quite understand.

What the quagmire was, it was clear at a glance, if it was said that from the ground examined by the man with the umbrella, from under the hands of the Heavenly Dao, he saw that a living person was not dead, it was indeed - impossible.

She's just, in a flash of inspiration. Although the eyes did not see, the subconscious was bright and clear, almost indistinguishable from what was actually seen.

"Nangong Li, the young master of three generations of single transmission. The Xinglin family has worked hard to this day, killing the door on a trumped-up charge, and Tiandao even opened his eyes to leave a child who had not learned a little Xinglin art to make incense. Chu Chensheng tapped the back of his neck with his half-cut peachwood sword, and his slightly drooping eyelashes still showed a sense of compassion, and the words he said made Bai Twelve's heart frightened, "The Heavenly Emperor is benevolent, and the Heavenly Master is benevolent." ”

The night sank like water, and the Xinglin family was destroyed. In the pen of the historian of the Jinzhou Continent, this matter was only covered by the five words "collaborating with the enemy, punished by heaven".

Nangong Li is no longer in the world.

......

............

At night, Lanping City was peaceful, and the blood of the city that was slaughtered a few days ago had long been forgotten by this city. Occasionally, a few rats burrowed into the rubble in search of scattered grains of rice.

Sanhua squatted in the wreckage of the old archway and built a few peach pits, but the peach pits themselves were irregularly shaped, and he was not able to build the third one.

Later, he even lit a fire, opened his five fingers to cover the peach pits, and only pressed them downward, and the peach pits disappeared lightly, and I don't know where the changes went.

Outside the Heavenly Listening Pavilion above the Nine Heavens, a child dragging a broom to clean the stone steps tripped over something, and when he looked down, it was a few wet peach pits.

The little boy grabbed the crooked horn and looked dazed.