Chapter 147: Old Man

"Luo Yu, what's wrong, why did you pass out?" said Lynch as he tried to reach out and pick up the girl who had passed out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Don't touch it!" Ying Lan mercilessly knocked away the hand that Lynch was trying to reach, while he carefully hugged the unconscious Luo Yu and attached it to him.

"Almost all of the flame abilities have been severely hit, and the awakening talents below six have also been hit the hardest, their abilities have been weakened to varying degrees, and regardless of whether some abilities are related to fire or not, basically fire-related talents cannot be used. Fred looked a little anxious as he explained, "But with Miss Luo Yu's ability, it should have been more than a coma, maybe because she was too close to the flames, but she was lucky not to die." ”

"Oh. The fire-bearer is so miserable. Lynch agreed, looking at Ying Lan, who was moving his hand at Luo Yu, he always felt that this Ying Lan's hand moving around was not too much like actually checking the injury.

Several people did not mention Luo Yu's grandfather more tacitly.

"I think it's probably a little easier to carry on your back, after all, you two are about the same size. Lynch watched from the side as Ying Lan effortlessly picked up the unconscious girl in the posture of a princess, and opened his mouth to suggest.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs on Luo Yu's chest, this posture would be like a funeral, and there would be a row of people standing on both sides scattering flowers.

"Now that we've found Miss Luo Yu, let's go back, Sith will probably be glad to see you. ”

Fred, who was wringing his hands and looking around, sobbing from time to time, looked very uneasy about the parcel that seemed to have left the land.

It wasn't like that before.

"The central city has been completely destroyed, isn't it?" asked Ying Lan, who had carefully changed her posture, as she walked outside the dilapidated mansion.

"That's right...... Please also mourn," Fred suppressed himself and tried not to make a strange noise, while answering Ying Lan's question: "No one in the central area can escape, so your grandfather is sure...... He died in that catastrophe. And it still feels dangerous, so I advise you not to try to hit the center area just yet. ”

"I already knew," Ying Lan replied calmly, "He should have died a long time ago at that age." ”

Neither of them could answer this, so everyone walked out of the house in silence.

After exiting the room, Fred let out a long sigh of relief, and went back into the ground like a burrowing rat, only to show his head, looked up at the two of them, and said, "I'll lead the way." ”

With that, he began to take matters into his own hands.

Behind him, Lynch looked at the girl carrying Luo Yu on her back, couldn't help but get closer, looked at Fred who was quite far away from them in front of him, and then whispered to Ying Lan and asked, "What is the key you keep talking about?"

He noticed a pause in the bald head that had forcibly plowed a deep trench out of the land with his own head. You can still hear it when your head is buried in the ground, it's amazing.

"It's a key. The girl replied, her voice not deliberately lowered: "To get out of here." ”

"Leaving here?" Lynch was a little surprised, "Leaving the City of Fire?"

"Yes. The girl nodded and replied, "There is no hope here." ”

"No hope?" Lynch asked rhetorically, a bit mysterious, and at the same time he noticed that Fred was back close to them, listening to the conversation between the two without saying a word: "Is it because ordinary people are dead and therefore unproductive?

"What is productivity?"

The two of them reacted almost at the same time, and a withered and decayed hand appeared next to Luo Yu in a coma out of thin air, and then grabbed her.

Lynch, who only had a small dagger in his hand, waved the dagger and slashed at this hand without hesitation.

"Hey, waitβ€”"

Everything around him seemed to come to a standstill, and then it became extremely blurry again, and Lynch felt his eyes go black, and then his feet stepped into the air inexplicably.

He fell to the hard ground.

"And another?" said slowly, an old voice stimulated Lynch, who had become a little stray from the sudden change of scene, and he blinked, as if his gaze with countless ghosts began to gradually recover.

"The Possessed?" a graying old man glanced at Lynch, then smiled slowly, looking kind and harmless, "How did you get here? Oh, is it because of this dagger? ”

Lin Qi, who had regained his vision, noticed the old man sitting on a small flame, and Luo Yu, who was lying smoothly not far from the flame.

However, his attention was first attracted by this small flame.

What a beautiful and seductive little thing. It's like ...... It's like a roasted golden and crispy little suckling pig that I haven't eaten for a long time, sprinkled with cumin and chili peppers, and the oil can be bitten out in one bite, and it is like a hot pot accompanied by spicy and spicy but people can't put it down, with a small oil bowl, which is filled with their own good shabu-shabu, and the delicate and delicious beef and mutton are soaked......

Why did I think of eating?

Eat it. His instincts roared. Eat it.

However, the sense of crisis from his talent is constantly stimulating his brain, and you will be blown up, and you can't control the power of pure flame...... Instead, it will become a vessel for the flame to deteriorate and come back to life......

What container?

For a moment, only a small flame remained in the reflection of Lynch's pure black eyeballs.

Then he woke up with a sudden start.

The old man sitting next to the flame looked at him with a smile.

"Are you feeling better?"

Lynch nodded, "Who are you?"

It is estimated that there will be no reinforcements here for a while, so let's be polite first.

"Hmm...... It doesn't matter who I am. The old man was stunned, and with difficulty changed his cross-legged posture, then reached out and carefully picked up the flame suspended in the air, and motioned to Lynch: "Do you want this?"

Lynch shook his head.

"What is this?"

"Hehe......" the old man laughed, "This is the seed that represents hope." It's also something that can cause countless guys to be greedy. So it also represents disaster. ”

It's a bit mysterious.

Lynch nodded in cooperation with the old man, pretending to have some understanding, and then noticed that the place not far from them was different from here, with potholes, large and small irregular potholes everywhere, and two prominent pools of white ash.

"And what did you bring us here for?"

The old man shook his head: "I didn't mean to bring you over, you wanted to come over yourself." ”

β€œ......”

"Luo Yu is a very good child. The old man said, "She is gifted enough to carry these things." ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lynch always feels that the old man in front of him is aging rapidly.

"You stand farther away. ”

This little flame was not harmful to Luo Yu. Lynch's instincts told him. So he listened to the old man and obediently retreated.

"By the way, I'll trouble you with one thing, help me solve that little ghost, I can't pull away. ”

"Which little ghost?" Lynch felt a little puzzled.

"He's coming. The old man lifted his chin to the position behind Lynch.

Lynch looked back and saw a figure in the distance rapidly approaching them, and at the same time, he only noticed that they seemed to be in a huge hole.