Luo Han cautiously climbed onto the edge of the ship and landed lightly on the deck, followed by an unusually strong bloody breath.

Hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and wanted to move, but there was a stumbling under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, and when he looked down, it was the corpse of a Dongcheng guard.

Immediately retracted his feet, leaned against the edge of the boat, and then raised the torch in his hand, and looked around by the light of the fire, but Rao was prepared in his heart, and still couldn't help but gasp.

The sight was so miserable that the corpses were scattered everywhere, and the deck was stained with blood, and everywhere was the dark red color of blood clotting.

Luo Han followed the bloody aura to the strongest place, carefully bypassing the corpse along the way, his heart filled with grief and suspicion.

He secretly said in his heart, "Looking at the situation, Dongchengwei did not die because the sailboat sank due to the depletion of the sea of spiritual energy, but it seems to be man-made. However, who is it that has such a deep hatred and hatred with my Dongchengwei that he is so ruthless in causing such a tragedy!"

But suddenly stopped, "...... this?"

In front of him, there are countless corpses, with round eyes, as if they are dead. In the middle of it was a towering mast, under which the corpses were piled up, burying the bottom of the mast deeply.

"Who did it?

Luo Han clenched his fists, his nails embedded in the flesh, and the roar echoed in his heart over and over again.

Long......

Another long sigh, he knew that no matter how sad and angry he was, he could not change the fact that Dongchengwei died tragically.

And the only thing that can be done at the moment is to make these corpses no longer like this, the violent corpse wilderness.

"Luo Han, how are you?"

Yan Xuan's voice sounded in her ears, thinking that she hadn't seen any movement for a long time, and she couldn't help but worry in her heart.

"I'm fine!Xuanxuan, you wait a little longer, I'm going to cremate the corpses of the Dongcheng guards!" Luo Han responded.

Then, the torch was tied to the mast, and a corpse was lifted out of the mountain of corpses and placed on the deck. And then another, and so on, one by one, neatly arranged, as if in an array before death.

Suddenly, from the bottom of the mast where the corpse was buried, there seemed to be an extremely faint fluctuation of life, looming.

"Huh, is anyone still alive?"

In the midst of his doubts, a figure suddenly jumped out of the mountain of corpses, climbed up the mast, but casually extinguished the torch, and everything returned to darkness.

In the dark, Luo Han raised his head and stared, his face was solemn, just because the aura fluctuations of this figure were very unfamiliar to him, and his figure did not look like a Dongcheng guard.

"Could it be that this person is the one who killed Dongchengwei?"

The figure was too weird, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

I saw it stop at the top of the mast, look around, and still say the words, "All dead! All dead......

He immediately asked, "Who are you?"

The figure ignored it, and still said to himself, "All dead! all dead......

"It doesn't matter who you are, take it first!"

Luo Han couldn't hold it anymore, so he made a move and grabbed it on the mast.

The figure immediately flew down, and it was not weak to see that the body was not weak.

When Luo Han saw a blow in the air, he immediately turned around, tiptoed a mast, followed by a flying pounce, and grabbed again, and in an instant, his palm moved.

The figure waved its big sleeves, and the Dao Dao aura imprint flew out, instantly forming a large net, which could withstand the palm shadow in the sky.

At the same time, he jumped off the sailboat and shouted in his mouth, "If the dragon sail is destroyed, the boat and wood will die......!"

Seeing this, Luo Han shouted, "Xuanxuan!

Yan Xuan also happened to see this figure jumping off the boat and fleeing into the distance, and when she heard the words, she immediately used her skills, only to see a firelight piercing through the darkness, and she was already flying after her.

Luo Han didn't go, he still stayed on the deck, just because he noticed that Fang Cai's extremely faint life fluctuation was still under the many corpses, which showed that this fluctuation was not the strange figure.

After concentrating and perceiving for a while, he suddenly stepped forward, lay on the mountain of corpses, and peeled off the corpses one by one, looking like crazy.

It's just that this trace of life fluctuation is extremely familiar, it is Yue Feishuang, who has always been worried since he learned the bad news of Dongchengwei.

"Brother Yue!

Luo Han's subordinates kept moving, calling out over and over again, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Hold on! Brother Yue!"

One after another, the corpses were thrown out one after another, scattered all around, piled up at random.

Even though he didn't want to treat the corpses of the Dongcheng guards like this, he couldn't care about it for a while in the face of Yue Feishuang, who was buried under many corpses and still showed signs of life.

After a long time, the piles of corpses were finally removed, revealing a languishing figure slumped under the mast, but in the darkness, it was impossible to see clearly.

Luo Han stepped forward, and a wisp of fire burst out from his fingertips, which was instantly extinguished. Although the firelight was only fleeting, the figure in front of him was still clearly visible.

I saw the figure sitting on the ground with its head bowed, a long knife in its right hand, which had been broken, and a spear piercing through his chest and nailing to the mast, so that he could maintain a sitting posture leaning against the mast and never fall. The blood had long since congealed on his clothes, stained with a heavy dark red color.

Although he still hadn't seen the appearance of the figure clearly, the broken long knife in his hand was Jing Zhongyue, and the extremely faint life fluctuation that came out also made Luo Han extremely sure that the person in front of him must be Yue Feishuang.

"Brother Yue!"

Seeing such a tragic situation, tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, but no matter how he shouted, the figure didn't see a reaction.

Faced with this situation, Luo Han had lost his usual calm, how could he watch Yue Feishuang die tragically!

In a panic, he actually put out the Nine Turns Netherworld Pill, and wanted to feed it, but he ignored it, this Nine-Turn Netherworld Pill could not heal the wounds and continue his life at all, and it had no effect of reviving the dead.

The palm of the hand that clenched the pill and brought it to his mouth, but he paused again, just because he noticed that there was not a trace of snort on the palm, and the person in front of him had already stopped breathing and lost the signs of life.

"Impossible! Brother Yue! You won't die!"

Luo Han's palm pressed against the top of the figure's head, followed by a wisp of pure aura, which merged into his body, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he was nowhere to be found. And the figure is still the same.

Immediately withdrew his palm, stood up, stared at the figure in front of him, puzzled, "Why is this happening?

At this time, he has regained some calm.

The figure sat quietly under the mast, its head still lowered, and the fluctuations of life came from its body, looming, and it was getting weaker and weaker, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

Luo Han once again concentrated on perception, and this time he finally found the clue.

"Brother Yue, you have already fallen, but you have used the last trace of anger to leave this message! But what do you mean by this message?"

On the contrary, his brows were tightly locked, and his doubts were even worse.

It's just that in the message left by Yue Feishuang, there are only two words, 'Heart!'

Then, inadvertently, he swept the spear through his chest, and immediately stared at it, not taking his eyes off for a long time.

"This spear ...... heart...... Injure...... Heart...... Die young...... Is it true that the lives of the guards of the East City were taken away by him?"

At the thought of this, Luo Han couldn't help but be horrified.

"This is impossible! Although Luo Yan has a cold temperament and does not get along with me and my eldest brother very much, even if I don't know him, I know that he is loyal to my father. What's more, as the commander of the Dongcheng Guard, how could he kill the lives of all the soldiers?"

Even if he had doubts about his guess, the spear in front of him was indeed Luo Yan's ice blade, and the silver ice spear was undoubtedly the spear that nailed Yue Feishuang with one blow, which made him have to firmly believe in his own inference.

"Could it be that there is any secret in the meantime? There is another person who killed the Dongcheng guards, Luo Yan was just framed? But what is the point of framing him? Where are the others at this time?"

For a while, my thoughts turned a thousand times.

Luo Han groaned and looked in the direction that Yan Xuan was chasing, "It seems that only when Xuanxuan captures that strange figure can everything be revealed!"

Then he looked at Yue Feishuang and said in a low voice, "Brother Yue, you can rest in peace! I will definitely bring you and the ashes of the soldiers back to the Ice God City!"

The words are full of determination, and there is a hint of pathos.

With that, he pressed his palm against the tail of the gun, and with a vigorous spit out, the spear passed through his body, passed through the mast, and was obliquely inserted into the deck behind, and the figure could no longer support it, and fell down.

Seeing this, Luo Han hurriedly stepped forward to hold it up, and slowly put it on the ground to lie down, only to realize that the figure had been keeping his eyes open, and his eyes were full of anger and disbelief.

Immediately, a light hand brushed over his face, and his round eyes slowly closed, and then he found the torch that had just been extinguished by the strange figure, and lit it again.

Looking at the corpses on the boat, Luo Han couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness again, and then several wisps of fire flew out from his fingertips and fell to all parts of the deck.

For a time, above the dragon sail, the fire soared into the sky.

......

Luo Han casually put away the silver ice spear and stood on the end of the ship, watching as the corpses of the soldiers gradually burned into ashes in the sea of fire, and the fire slowly stopped.

Suddenly, there was also a burst of fire in the distance, and then a wave of aura fluctuations raged in the distance, although it was not very strong, but the tyranny of the aura in it could be felt.

"Oh no! Xuanxuan is in danger!"

In a hurry, he immediately placed a Yu Yu bottle, waved his palm sharply, and collected the ashes scattered all over the deck into the bottle, and then turned into a swimming dragon and galloped towards the land of fire.

The distance fell into darkness again, and there was silence again.

Luo Han couldn't help but feel anxious, and his feet stepped on again and again, but the speed couldn't be faster.

Suddenly, a sea of fire rose up in front of him, and the aura fluctuations were even more tyrannical than Fang Cai, and they were only a few feet away, and they had gradually appeared in their field of vision.

Just as he was running, a figure shot out from the sea of fire, flew upside down into the air, and then fell at a rapid speed, looking like Yan Xuan.

Luo Han hurriedly jumped up, flew towards the figure, took it into the crook of his arm, slowly landed, and looked into his arms.

But I saw that above the shocking face, the complexion was uncertain, sometimes pale, sometimes flushed, and the eyes were no longer ethereal, and in the pupils, the flames were already swaying and about to be extinguished, and a trace of blood overflowed the corners of the lips, red and dazzling.

Hurriedly asked with concern, "Xuanxuan, how is it?"

In fact, he secretly regretted it in his heart, complaining about why he let her be alone.

"I'm fine! But that's not a good guy to deal with!"

"Who?

Luo Han couldn't help but be surprised, although the cultivation of that strange figure was not weak, it would never be so strong.

Yan Xuan shook her head and motioned for him to look ahead.

But see, in the sea of fire, a figure slowly stepped out, and the firelight reflected a cyan armor, which was slightly dazzling.

On his shoulder, he carried a huge log about dozens of feet long, which did not match his body shape, and looked like a half-mast broken off a sailboat.

At this time, there was still a person in front of the log, and it was the strange figure that had just jumped off the boat.