Chapter 138: Flame Lang
As soon as I thought of this piece of jade, the Flame King also seemed to think of it, and took out the piece of jade from his body. When he took out this jade jue, the braid raised his eyes weakly, "Yun Tingjue? ”
At this moment, everyone was stunned, and everyone looked at her in unison. Braids seemed to be a little confused, and murmured there, "Yun Tingjue...... Brother Yan's ...... Yun Tingjue ......"
The Flame King seemed to have been touched by these three words, and lifted her up, looking at him at eye level, "Do you know this Jade Jue?" ”
Braided shook his head blankly, as if he had a little headache, and his uncomfortable little face was twisted into a ball. "I don't know...... It just feels familiar...... It seems like...... Braids also had a piece. ”
I was slightly stunned.
The jade jue in his hand is mutilated, and it is obvious that half of it is not with him. And the pigtail said, she also has a piece there, what does that mean?
My heart jumped, and I subconsciously forced myself not to think about it.
The Flame King looked at the pigtails, as if pondering the truth of her words. Braids muttered, a little aggrieved. "But the pigtails seem to have been taken away by the monsters......"
He didn't speak, pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
The Tianqing Daoist seemed to be deliberately interrupting something, "Okay, why are you tangled in the jade pendant, hurry up and open this box." The old immortal was just driven away by me just now, maybe he was hiding next to him, so he quickly took it and left the place of right and wrong. ”
The Flame King gave up and lowered his pigtails, allowing them to hang around his neck. Pressing up with that piece of jade, there was a sound of aurora touching in the box, and it slowly opened.
What is placed inside is what Braids said...... Helmet!
It has been weathered for an unknown number of years, and it is still well preserved, and there is no dust left. The red tassels are rippling, the silver light is shining, and the cold light flows, which only gives people a kind of killing atmosphere that is not angry and self-threatening, and awe-inspiring!
On this helmet, a silver dragon is carved. The long dragon swings its tail, vividly.
But...... As I looked at it, my focus shifted, and the braided sentence popped up in my head. When the Flame King took out this helmet, he subconsciously went to look at the helmet, only to see that it was above the ears of the helmet, and it was really engraved with words!
The handwriting should be female, fresh and elegant, and generous.
The word "Yanlang" ...... the book!
My heart was inexplicably like it had been pricked by some needle. But when I looked up at the pretty and lovely appearance of the pigtails, I forced myself not to think about it. Maybe it's really just my brother!
Clenching my fists deeply, in my subconscious, I was very resistant to thinking about the meaning of the word "Lang".
This line of writing is very shallowly engraved, and the location is very hidden, as if no one else has found it except me!
Afraid that others would see my abnormality, I hurriedly lowered my eyes.
Underneath this helmet, there is also a red robe. Stitches and threads, crooked, like an unfamiliar person, embroidered with his own hands. Seeing this helmet and robe, the face of the Flame Killing King showed a trace of confusion, and reminiscence, he seemed to remember something.
At this moment, I was a little scared.
With such an expression, he looked so strange that my hands and feet trembled. I subconsciously reached out and grabbed him, and he suddenly came back to his senses, held my hand a little tighter, and looked at me.
I barely managed to squeeze out a smile, "Why don't you try it on?" ”
He nodded, a little warm. He put on this blood-red robe. I always thought that if he didn't have those wounds on his face, he would belong to the category of shocking people. I have always known that there is a kingly domineering spirit in him, and these feelings before him are not as strong as they are at this moment!
He put on a helmet and a red robe.
Majestic, as if the overlord has reappeared, the sword is pointed, and the hearts of all are desired.
There is quite a kind of momentum that Jiangdong disciples are now, willing to make a comeback for the king!
And the bright red flutter on his body stung my eyes.
In a trance, I seemed to see who the young man was, riding a horse on the ancient road of Qianmo, galloping wildly. He was wearing this red robe. Standing in front of me, the young man was handsome, with a smile as warm as jade, as if to say to me, "Xiaoxiao, I am going to be king, and the day I ascend the throne will be the day I will make you my concubine." Smile, would you like to? ”
At that time, the young man was reckless and wanton, and the smile under his eyes was so bright and vivid, and so ...... I was excited that I had kept my lifelong wish and could finally come true one day.
He took my hand by the hand as if he had the best treasure in the world......
At that moment, my eyes were inexplicably sour, and there was a pain in my heart, which burst out from the depths and could not be contained. The tears flowed uncontrollably, and the pain was so painful that I even bent over and retched. When I vomited, I suddenly touched my face, the tears were slightly cold, and the sourness seemed to be on my fingertips, burning terribly.
My reaction scared everyone else. The Flame King took me into his arms, and the Faceless Ghost asked with concern. "Great Ancestor, what's wrong with you? Is it where it hurts? ”
I shook my head and clutched my chest, completely unsure of how to describe it.
The boy I saw just now was smiling so brightly and so happy, but why, I couldn't help but feel heartache?
I couldn't help but wonder, am I seeing the Flame King? That young man, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, was as handsome as an immortal, and his eyebrows and eyes were similar to those of the Killing Flame King. It's just that the young man at that time was young and immature, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were warm, not at all like now, and his face was like frost all the time.
The thought of this makes me even more uncomfortable. It was as if I was close to him, as if I had transformed into the one who was held by him and was so eager to marry......
Smile and smile......
Who is Xiaoxiao?
Jing Ji?
It should be, call her Ji...... Jing Ji should be the title given by the Killing Flame King later. So, Xiaoxiao is Jing Ji's original name?
For some reason, every time I think of the word "smile", I feel so sad, as if someone has stabbed me with a knife countless times.
I was thinking about it when a cold touch came over my face. I looked up in a daze and saw the bright red robe. The Flame King's fingers gently rubbed my face, wiping away my tears. He didn't say anything, just gently hugged me into his arms, as if to say......
I'm here!
No matter what happens, I'm here!
My eyes were hot, and my tears were thicker. After this episode, we took a break before going back. On the way, the chief of Tianqing Dao briefly talked about what happened under the water. The lame old man named Dana was really underwater, because of the special nature of this helmet, which attracted some aura between heaven and earth, so Dana used it as a place for cultivation and used to prolong life.
That's why Dana stopped us from going over, they fought below, and they were about to get it, but the Flame King noticed that something was wrong with me, so he hurriedly ran back. Fortunately, the Tianqing Daoist had been prepared at that time and was not distracted, so he successfully injured him and took the helmet back.
And after having the helmet, the soul body of the Flame King instantly condensed a lot.
Because this helmet is considered a magic weapon, it is still a high-grade magic weapon, and its ability cannot be underestimated.
With the aura of heaven and earth that it has accumulated for so long, even if it is forcibly plundered by Dana, it has a lot of savings in it. Supply the Killing Flame King, the strength is simply rushing up!
Without Dana's hindrance, our journey back was smooth. He took something from the inn and left.
But when I arrived at the county seat, I began to have an inexplicable fever again, and the chief of Tianqing had to stop, probe my pulse, and touch it, his face was a little not good-looking.
The faceless ghost was frightened, "Stinky Daoist, what happened to my Great Ancestor?" ”
Daoist Tianqing didn't have time to bother with him this time, and frowned, "Have you been in contact with anything before?" ”
I carefully recalled, except for the water spewed by the python, I didn't seem to have touched anything! The Taoist of Tianqing walked around uneasily, and I couldn't help but feel weak in my heart when I saw it. The impatient wind of the Killing Flame King directly blew him over, pinched him, and asked solemnly. "How is she?"
Daoist Tianqing was particularly unhappy with his attitude, "Let me tell you, this is the second time, last time I was at the gate of hell, I didn't care about you." But now you have something to beg me, and you don't want me to leave her alone, so you can give me a better attitude! ”