The big eyes of the flame poison fire spirit blinked and stared at the warrior.

The voice that was a little immature and cowardly, but there were astonishing words, which shocked the Quartet warriors for a while, and their minds were blank.

Countless eyes looked at the small body of the flame poison fire spirit, I don't know how he could make such a statement? And from the mouth of this small appearance, this... It's sinful, isn't it?

Even the warrior who seemed to be facing a great enemy did not react, and his stiff face was distorted, looking very funny.

In the distance, Jun Yi couldn't hold back any longer, reached out and pressed it on his forehead, almost turning around and leaving, it was really embarrassing.

At this moment, even Su Wunian, who had a very good mentality, blushed, clenched his silver teeth, and stared at the flame poison fire essence with unkind eyes.

It's just that at this moment, the flame poison fire spirit is still unconscious, and even looks at the martial artist in front of him with some curiosity, with a blank and ignorant expression: "What's wrong?"

"No, not really..."

The corners of the warrior's mouth twitched, his brain was dazed for a while, and he subconsciously didn't know what to do, but just responded to him.

"Oh. ”

Hearing this, the Flame Poison Fire Spirit nodded slightly, and then asked, "You say, is my red belly pocket good-looking?"

"Your red belly pocket..."

He almost opened his mouth, but halfway through speaking, he finally reacted, and suddenly his brows trembled, a burst of shame and anger welled up on his face, and he roared unceremoniously in his mouth: "Good-looking, good-looking your grandmother's legs!"

"Ask, ask, ask, you ask for a hammer?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"Do you want me to fix it for you?"

......

As soon as he opened his mouth, the warrior was full of firepower, and he was stunned and scolded, and they looked at each other.

In front of me, where is there any martial artist's demeanor, and where is it like a scene of life and death? It is no different from a shrew scolding the street.

As the martial artist cursed endlessly, in front of him, the face of the flame poison fire spirit finally began to change.

His big blinking eyes stopped flickering, his clear eyes gradually became gloomy, his curious crooked head slowly straightened up, and a long braid hanging down the back of his head began to rise and fall disorderly.

"You say it's not good-looking?"

The flame poison fire spirit spoke again, only this time, the words in his mouth were no longer the slightest immaturity and shyness, and were replaced by hoarseness and vicissitudes that did not match his age at all.

The taste in those words, as if it had gone through countless years, contained an extremely depressing dullness, as if a boulder had fallen heavily and pressed on everyone's hearts.

At this moment, as if sensing something, the emotions on the faces of the Quartet Martial Arts gradually converged.

But the warrior was immersed in the catharsis of anger and couldn't extricate himself, and as the flame poison fire spirit spoke again, he roared directly again: "Ask? ?!! you still ask?"

"Okay, since you want to know, Lao Tzu will tell you, you listen well, this big red belly is ugly, it's ugly, it's ugly, do you hear clearly? If you don't hear it clearly, I'll say it again. ”

"Ugly, explosive..."

The warrior roared endlessly, but when he repeated the last word, the gaze in the eyes of the flame poison fire spirit suddenly turned cold, and the expression on his face was even more distorted in an instant.

His body was originally a tender and lovely child, but it actually expanded directly, and a thick pale flame gushed out from his body, manifesting several feet of his body, and his face was hideous.

Almost at the same time as the transformation

, The big hand of the flame poison fire spirit had already reached out and pressed the warrior's mouth, making him swallow the last word into his mouth.

Not only that, but his whole person, under the tremendous force of the fire essence pressing on his head, he was fiercely turned over and pressed on the other outstretched hand.

"Boom!"

At the same time, in the two palms of the flame poison fire essence, the pale flames boiled endlessly.

The warrior who was sandwiched between the two big hands seemed to be the fuel that had been put into it, making the burning Cangyan more and more violent.

"Ah!!h

A scream of pain came out loud from the palms of both hands, and the terrible roar was terrifying.

The warrior's legs kept kicking, but the whole head was pinched in the palm of his hand and couldn't move, and he could only be cruelly roasted by the fire spirit.

"This, this is Cangyan?"

At this time, the sharp-eyed warriors around recognized Cang Yan, who was the flame poison and fire essence, and suddenly their hearts trembled, and they subconsciously screamed, which provoked the rest of the martial artists who were thinking about it, and they all opened their mouths to echo.

"Yes, it is indeed the Cangyan of the Cangyan Sect, the old man was fortunate enough to enter the Cangyan Sect once, and the Cangyan on this son is the Cangyan Sect behind the Cangyan Sect. ”

In the crowd, some warriors nodded calmly, staring at the eyes of the flame poison fire spirit, and couldn't help but feel a chill.

In fact, in the old man's heart, there was still something to say, but he didn't dare to say more, so he could only secretly and silently recall in his heart.

After the news of the fall of the Cangyan Sect came out, he also ventured to the Cangyan Sect once.

It was completely scorched and in shambles.

The blood was dried up and condensed into black spots, and the flesh and blood on the bones were completely turned into nourishment, nourishing the land that had not grown for hundreds of thousands of years.

Only the white bones of the forest were left all over the ground, paving the road of the Cangyan Sect.

Especially in the back mountain, the Cangyan that had been burning for hundreds of thousands of years had disappeared, and the endless fire domain that was originally fierce and powerful and resounded throughout the heavens no longer existed.

"Who the hell is he?"

"It is also the realm of the early stage of the Martial Sect, and the Supreme Elder of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect doesn't even have the qualifications to draw a sword in front of him, which is really terrifying. ”

"Walking outside in the future, you must not be deceived by appearance, look at his current appearance, where is there still a little bit of harmlessness to humans and animals?"

"Yes, even to say that he is a butcher seems to be complimenting him. ”

......

"Huh..."

As everyone spoke, the heat between the palms of the flame poison fire spirit became more and more intense, and even from the body of the martial artist in the palm, there was a sound of roasting "Zila".

In just a few breaths, there was still a slight smell of barbecue.

The Flame Poison Fire Spirit sniffed, its huge black eyes flashed slightly, and then separated its closed big hand a little and lifted it up with one hand.

At this moment, the warrior's face was full of scorch, as if he was about to lose his will, but because of the severe pain coming from his body, his legs and feet were still twitching unconsciously, which was very infiltrating.

If everyone didn't know that he was a person, they would think it was some kind of roasted game.

Now, the aura that overflowed from his body was weak and disordered, and there was no longer the slightest bit of the fierceness of the Martial Sect's powerhouse, as if a single hand could pinch it to death.

The surrounding martial artists sighed lightly, and the expression in their eyes was complicated, a generation of martial arts powerhouses did not even pull out their swords, and they were tortured into this kind of person who is not a person, a ghost or a ghost

The way it looks.

With the pride of a warrior, even if he is let go alive now, I am afraid that he will directly draw his sword and cut himself.

"Old thing. ”

The flame poison fire spirit pinched the warrior's head with his big hand, as if he was carrying an ant beast, casual and humble, and his huge and hideous pitch-black pupils were full of bloodthirsty Sen Ran.

With a slight wave of his hand, the warrior also began to sway slowly, like a small boat in the vast ocean, and he couldn't help himself.

But the skin and flesh that were burning in the flames, and the pain that came out with the swing, made him almost unconscious, and he woke up in an instant, and he couldn't stop roaring.

The miserable and hoarse scream, as if the friction between dry stones, emitted bursts of chilling coldness, and his heart shrank unconsciously.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Cutting Yue Sword Sect had bloodless faces, their eyes were filled with endless pale and blank, and even their indomitable sword hearts gave birth to Dao cracks.

The powerhouse of the Martial Sect realm, the Supreme Elder of the Slashing Yue Sword Sect, the existence that is feared and flattered by them on weekdays, is so weak, and the humble is even inferior to the ants.

"Hey..."

It's just such a tragic situation, in the eyes of the flame poison fire spirit, it is commonplace, and even happy: "Old thing, are you a little sober now?"

"Let me ask you again, is my big red belly pocket good-looking?"

"Woo, woo..."

The warrior was in pain all over his body, his mind was confused, and he couldn't stop screaming and screaming, trying to relieve the pain in this way, where could he still hear the questions of the Yan Poison Fire Spirit?

"Don't speak?"

The fierce eyes of the flame poison fire spirit twisted slightly, and then he murmured cruelly: "If you don't speak, you will acquiesce, but presumably the default is also maintaining what he just meant." ”

"That's... Doesn't it look good?"

When the surrounding warriors heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Since ancient times, the acquiescence of those who have not spoken is not just consent? How can it be said that it is not good-looking?

I'm afraid this is not a question at all, but a deliberate murder under the pretext of questioning.

When everyone thought of this, their faces unconsciously welled up with a little horror, and the more they looked at the flame poison fire spirit, the more they felt that he was cruel and cruel, and then think about his small appearance at the beginning.

Immature, pure, lovely?

Where does this still relate to these three words?

"I have such a good-looking belly pocket, you actually say it's not good-looking?"

Sighing suddenly, the Flame Poison Fire Spirit lifted him up and put him in front of him, muttering with some regret: "I'm a very kind person and a good talker, in fact, you just need to follow my wishes." ”

"In this way, I am very happy, and when I am happy, I can discuss everything, even turning enemies into friends with you. ”

The flame poison fire spirit said, causing the eyes of the surrounding warriors to flash, but before the evil intent in his heart rose, he heard him sigh again: "It's just that the son said that he wanted me to kill you, so this is not negotiable." ”

"But it's okay, you didn't look good, it just made me feel bad. ”

"I want to kill people when I'm in a bad mood, but it's in line with Childe's purpose, and killing you now won't go against my heart, let alone make me unhappy. ”

"Hmm... Much more comfortable. ”

The Flame Poison Fire Spirit said, a strange smile on his huge face, and then the two fingers that pinched the warrior's head were slightly forced, gently squeezing into the inside.

"Bang!"

The blood exploded, like a watermelon bursting, and the melon was all over the ground.