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Early morning.

The sun had not yet come out, and they were already here, lined up like stones, more imposing than the terracotta warriors! There was no sleepiness on their faces, only anger, and of course a little drop of water on their foreheads—not sweat, but dew!

They made do, and there were 30,000 of them, standing there, like a forest. Last night's fierce fire had damaged many of their men and horses, 2,500 casualties, 1,000 horses had been killed or wounded, and there was a lot of loss of food, grass and camps.

And in the center of these soldiers, there was an open-top carriage, on which sat the Heavenly Demon Fierce General Xue * Dao, and there was also a military division beside him, and on the left and right of the carriage were Hua Pingping, the Wind and Fire Brothers, and a group of generals.

Xue Dao had no expression on his face that could be described, faint, without anger or fear, just gently brushing his beard, from beginning to end, and again, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him. What kind of mood he had, he couldn't even see through the military division. But the latter is certain that this is just a façade, in fact, who doesn't know that his heart is turbulent?

On the other side, there is a real forest -- a chic forest! Standing in front are pine, fir trees, camphor trees, cypress trees, elm trees, sandalwood trees, and birch trees...... They are all tree people, and at this time there is a forest of tree people! Against the backdrop of this piece of emerald greenery, the burly red maple tree is even more blazing alone, and it is more brilliant than a flower -- he is the maple treeman, and the people of the rivers and lakes call him the "blood-stained forest"! He once went to the demon forest alone, fought viciously with a large number of demon tree people, and overnight, a large area of the magic forest fell, and made a great selfless contribution to many timber suppliers and woodcutters!

Last night, it was he and his brothers who burned the wind and wild forests, although it was a little insignificant. Of course, the big knife marks left on him last night were also insignificant, but they only cut his eyelids, and this scar was more vicissitudes and his eyes sharper!

A gust of wind blows, the leaves "salsa" sound, a few red blood leaves fall leisurely, in this poetic romantic process, Wu Ge is full of infinite killing opportunities, this maple leaf is like a life process, and Dufeng seems to enjoy this process, and also respects the result of the maple leaf falling to the ground and then rotting!

Standing on the second line are all kinds of orcs, monsters, humans, etc., they are also a force to be reckoned with!

On a hill at the edge of the dashing forest, an old pine tree stood, its poles still straight, but there were almost no leaves left, except for a few small sparrows that "chirped" in the nest of the trees, the old dragon. He watched the soldiers approaching the forest, and there was a resolute gaze in his eyes, perhaps he had already expected the occurrence of this war - he was too rich in experience, he was familiar with the world, and he had some accurate predictions of some things that were to come, and this was experience and wisdom.

It's a small rocky area on the edge of the Dashing Forest and the Wind Wild Forest, and it's hard to tell if it belongs here or there.

The old dragon shouted to the man in the carriage, "Who is coming, what do you want to do?

Of course, he knew who they were and what they were going to do, but his experience taught him that it was much smarter to be confused than to be sober.

"I am the Heavenly Demon Fierce General of the Demon Dynasty today, and I have been ordered to ask you for a few people who do not belong here. "Xue Dao actually put down the shelf, talk to him, and smile at it, this is really rare!

The old dragon said: "There is no one you want here, you better go back!"

"You're the old dragon, aren't you?" Xue Dao said suddenly, "You are an elder in the dashing forest, and you have lived for more than three hundred years, right? I have already inquired about you before this trip......

The old dragon sneered: "I'm not your idol, I don't need to know so deeply!Besides, my 'marital status' is confidential~~~"

"You're really joking~~" Xue Dao laughed, as if it was really funny, but the old dragon also laughed.

After laughing, Xue Dao looked unsightly, and said: "Then think about it with your head with more than 300 years of history: don't you know what impact harboring court repeat offenders will have on the dashing forest?"

The old dragon didn't speak, he would think about what the result would be, and the worst result would be that there would be no more chic forest!

Xue Dao continued: "Hand them over, last night's incident will be written off, and Xiao Xiaolin will not be harmed in any way, and life will still be the same-you should think about it!"

Xue Dao thought that he would "think about it" and pretend to be, but who knew that he gave the answer as soon as possible: "There is no one you want here, so please leave quickly!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

"Well, I see......"

The old dragon's eyes were still very firm, and he said: "I also warn you: the dashing forest is by no means an official land, if you dare to take a step in the thunder pool, we will strike mercilessly!"

As soon as the words were finished, a shout rang out in the dashing forest, and their excitement had been ignited and they were eager to try!

There is no need to speak now.

But neither side moved, on the one hand, because it was afraid of traps, and on the other hand, because the former did not invade and the territory was not violated.

Lie Yan stood up, a fire was born in his palm, it grew bigger and bigger, crawling from his hands to his arms to his shoulders to his neck to his hair, and soon spread to his whole body, he was "lit" and became a fire man! He was originally a fire man, so you don't have to be surprised at all, a part of his body is like hair when it fires, the difference is that he can control it, and it also listens to him, in general!

The fire was still rising, scaring the surrounding soldiers back a few feet away, and even if they were so far away, the skin felt and that was a burst of heat, not only because of the rising sun or because of the scorching flames, in short, they were still retreating!

And the weeds beneath his feet had burned, and there was a scorching smell of grass and trees, which spread like fear, and soon the grass turned to ashes, and the stones on the ground also changed color, and a metal badge that had fallen from someone on the ground suddenly turned charcoal red, and if it continued like this, it would most likely be melted down!

It can be seen from the above how powerful the fire on his body is, and its energy and temperature are by no means comparable to ordinary fire!

Strangely, why didn't the fire burn the clothes off his body? Did these things become part of his body? The fire couldn't burn his *, and certainly wouldn't burn his clothes!

But where does the fire come from?

It was a good question, and I am afraid that even he himself could not answer it himself—he was born with some mysterious and powerful power, and this power could make fire under his mind!

It is possible to control this power and use it as you like, but after a series of arduous and painful processes of continuous attempt, improvement and perfection, and a series of unimaginable grinding, it will reach a point of "perfection"!

Because of this miraculous power, when he was still young in his mind, he brought out this fire only by his own joys, sorrows, sorrows, and feelings, and burned many clothes, houses, etc., and even people, and most of them were people! The first one to suffer under his power was his mother (she was not a capable person) - because she was in the toilet and could not feed in time, he was not satisfied, so he became angry, and this fire suddenly ran out and hit her, and she was burned alive. It was when he was a baby, and he was completely unintentional, and he didn't even remember this part of it.

Of course, the same was true of Liefeng at that time. All mutants and abilities will experience such a period or even many unforgettable and unbearable things. They are naturally the most dangerous people when their minds have no control over their minds (fortunately they were not strong enough at that time) - whether it is for others or themselves! The most effective way to harness this power is to find an adult capable person as a teacher, who knows how to do it, and who has gone through such an arduous process. Of course, you can also find out on your own, especially those who have the ability but don't show it until they are in their teens or older, and have a certain understanding. But in any case, it is always dangerous to have no one to lead the way, especially on this dark and headless road.

Because of this particular danger, people who show their terrible power as infants are often persecuted by discriminators, fears, and religious people. But a lot of people like this kind of people, what they value is their ability, they like to adopt these children and do things for themselves, these are very thoughtful, ambitious guys. Xue * Dao is one of them.

Mutants and Abilities are a special group of people, and each of them will have a special experience, an unforgettable, deep, and painful memory. And under this special experience, most of their humanity will be distorted, without the guidance of their elders of the same kind.

Lie Yan was in the midst of the flames, without the color of pain, the corners of his mouth bent up arrogantly, and the fire in his palm soared with his smile, the fire waves were surging, churning, and two powerful forces were gathering!

Suddenly he struck - two huge or patterned pieces flew out from side to side, as fast as the wind, and swept across the tops of some of the trees in the dashing forest, but the trees below were on fire, and after the two fires circled around, they collided again, and with a loud bang, sparks shattered, and a fire broke again!

At this time, it was just a time to stretch or yawn, and the chic forest was a sea of fire, and many trees were on fire, and there was a scream!

And at this time, the fierce wind rose again--Lie Feng worked--The wind helped the fire, like a comb combing hair, and the fire was combed to the end!

The fire, which was originally localized, is now blown into a piece, and then continues to spread around!

Burn thousands of miles of camp, and the wind blows thousands of ashes!

Now I'm afraid that no one doubts this sentence anymore! This brother has the ability to cross thousands of armies, brothers are of one heart, wind and fire are one, and they are even more shocking to the world!

There was chaos in the chic forest, shouting, chaos, outside the fire, trees and tree people were turning into ashes!

Who would have expected that there would be a fire man in Xue Jun's camp - a fire ability, and his ability has reached the point of shaking the earth and crying ghosts and gods! Of course, there is also the great help of the wind people!

"Build a tree for a thousand days, and burn the sky when the fire burns it." There are many slogans like this for forest fire prevention, which shows the importance of fire prevention for forests. Of course, a dense forest like the chic forest regards this as a thousand-year-old precept. For fire protection, they have their own relatively strict system. But what about when a fire breaks out?

Of course, they also have a first aid solution!

I saw that on the left side of the hill where the old dragon was, there was a small bare hill with a raised head, and there was a man there. A woman, in her twenties, yellow race, tall, wears a tight navy blue short dress, revealing a pair of slender and sexy legs, a good-looking melon seed face, but very melancholy, plus a pair of watery eyes, even when she is the happiest, it looks like she has just cried or is about to cry. A natural melancholy, I don't know why she's sad — how many times she's lost love, bitter unrequited love, the euphemism of rejection — though I don't know if he's been through it, but it feels like she's going through it or is going through it. A strange feeling at this time. But this feeling is by no means like Lin Daiyu or similar people, she is not so "soft", and she looks strong = indifferent = noble, a noble sadness, domineering indifference, and melancholy in sadness!

This is a difficult person to describe, especially a girl with multiple personalities like this!

If you want to use an analogy, he is the cold crescent moon of the gentle night!

She closed her eyes slightly and crossed her hands over her chest.

There was a sudden silence around her—Lie Feng looked at the woman and was a little demented, forgetting to do her work—only to hear the fire "crackling", and even the moans and shouts were lowered.

Seeing such a slender woman, of course, many men will feel it, and the kind of temperament she reveals makes men unable to bear the sadness - as if she has become a man who breaks her heart - even they don't know why they feel this way!

Suddenly, the wind blew - it was definitely not the work of the fierce maple, for he was still immersed in fantasy - it was the opposite direction of the wind just now, and the sky suddenly darkened, because the wind brought with it a continuous stream of dark clouds, obscuring the sky and the sun, and without the sun, it was not like morning at all, but more like the sun setting in the evening!

There was no sign of the hot river, no lightning, and no thunder, but looking at the way the wind and clouds were surging, it seemed to be raining!

She opened her eyes suddenly—a pair of watery and melancholy eyes, beautiful and sad, and then the rain poured down!

The rain extinguishes the fire little by little, just as the fire suddenly turns into a piece of sugar that falls into hot water!

What the hell is going on? She did it?Magic?Who is she?Demons?Mighty ones?

Or was it an accident?

There are so many questions, who can answer them for a while?