At this moment, Cheng Hongtu is not as good as a dying insect, he doesn't even have the ability to writhe and struggle, so he can only wait for death motionless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As his young life came to an end, his unfulfilled vows dissipated, and he was miserable, desperate, and his eyes overflowed with tears.

Dead, really dead, this is a demon cave, only murderous monsters and devils, no one knows that he has suffered a disaster, and no one can come here to rescue.

Die, die, die, he can only bear the tragic result helplessly. Fate, this is the bumpy fate since childhood, although he does not accept his fate, he is powerless to change.

Cheng Hongtu was bitter for his death, sad for the unfulfilled vow, and desperate for failing the mission of Cheng Lin's two families. It is not a pity for him to die, and the mission he shoulders cannot be left unfulfilled.

He is no longer capable of completing one mission after another, and can only wait for the end of his life. This is an irreversible reality, both cruel and ruthless, not transferred by his own will, he can only admit it.

At this moment, Ye Wuxian was deeply immersed in a painful and desperate mood, looking at that sinister and extremely vicious face, extremely angry.

Chifeng God was full of smiles and was very proud: "Boy, I saved your life just now, I am your benefactor, and now I want to take your life, and I am your enemy, in fact, the changes in enmity and enmity are all for my own interests, and my interests are the most important." ”

Cheng Hongtu's eyes widened angrily: "Hmph, the master is blind and mistakenly treats you as a benefactor, it's really sad!"

"You can't say that, and you shouldn't hold a grudge against me, if I hadn't saved your life, you would have died in the belly of the Fire Meteor. You can live until now, you should be grateful, and paying your life for your benefactor to refine the treasure is also an act of repaying your kindness, and it is right. Besides, you have promised to do your best to satisfy me. ”

This guy wants to hurt people, and he has to tell a reason, which is even more hateful.

The Red Wind God was a little carried away, he didn't want the night to die in a daze, and he also wanted to stimulate the dying person, so he told him about it. The treasure it refines is called the Wind Thunder Bead, which is powerful and no one can resist it, and it is this treasure that has just dealt with the fire meteor.

After the fire meteor was hit, the baby released a huge amount of energy with a loud sound, knocking it out more than two feet away, and fell unconscious by magic, if you kill the demon bird at this time, it is just a gesture.

The more it talked, the more proud it became, such a powerful treasure was refined by itself, and no one could compare. When he was excited, he also took out a Wind Thunder Orb and showed it off in front of Ye Wuxi.

The orb was the size of a longan, dark and shiny, and it didn't look unusual, but it was incomparably powerful and terrifying.

The Red Wind God refined a total of three Wind Thunder Beads, and only then did he use one to repel the Fire Meteor, and there were still two left.

This kind of orb is very rare, not only is it not easy to prepare the materials, but the refining process also requires the use of its own vitality, which consumes a lot. It took him a lot of effort to refine three, which were regarded as supreme treasures.

This time, in order to refine the Wind Thunder Orb, it has been preparing for more than three years, and it only prepared various materials not long ago, and now it has obtained a satisfactory "introduction", and it can refine two more for later use.

Cheng Hongtu had already seen the power of the Wind Thunder Bead, and when he thought that he was going to become an accomplice of the monsters, he was both angry and helpless, and he was very depressed.

He was furious and glared at the Red Wind God: "Monster, you don't have to be proud, after the master dies, you will also become a powerful ghost, take revenge, and let you die a good death!"

"Hehe, it's useless for you to be ruthless, how can I be afraid of your ghost, and besides, with the fourth brother here, I won't let your soul mess up. Boy, you were born to contribute something to my baby, so you have to accept your fate. ”

It was still smiling, and its sinister and vicious eyes flashed with sinister viciousness.

Cheng Hongtu scolded angrily: "Monster, if you don't follow the right path, you will never achieve positive results, you don't want to get rid of this fox face, and in the end you can't escape the sad end of being ruined!"

"Boy, your curse is useless, sooner or later, I, the Red Wind God, will cultivate into human form. At that point, I will be able to run rampant in the world. It was smug, with a wicked smile on its face, dismissive of the anger of the night without a trace.

It remembered the happy life of its second brother again, ignored the night without a trace, and immediately opened the lid on the top of the furnace, and put those spirit stones, colored soil, strange trees and plants, and sparkling white bones into it.

Finally, it put the "primer" of Night Without a Trace into the furnace.

The Red Wind God covered the furnace tightly, then lit the firewood and grass, supplemented by his own samadhi true fire, and began to refine the treasure.

In the Xuanling Cave, there was silence, and the terrifying demon cave was reflected red by the blazing furnace, and the tall alchemy furnace was melting the poor life......

Cheng Hongtu's acupuncture points were sealed, unable to move, and were tightly sealed in the alchemy furnace, and he was sure to die.

Under the scorching fire of dry wood and the Samadhi True Fire of the Red Wind God, he would soon dissolve into those materials and become the introduction for the monster to refine the Wind Thunder Bead.

In the terrifying demon cave, in the cold silence, the slight burning sound was terrifying. The fire was scorching, shimmering with blood, and the rocks in the cave were red.

Inside the furnace, the only living creature was still unable to move, and was about to die, and his body and mind were full of pain and despair.

Outside the alchemy furnace, the fire was raging. Inside the furnace, the temperature was getting higher and higher, and the heat was unbearable, and the materials for refining the treasures were squeaked, and it didn't take long for them to mix and melt.

Cheng Hongtu was already sweating, and he was baked painfully and uncomfortable. He was powerless to open the lid of the furnace, let alone escape from the cannibalistic hell, and he could not struggle even if he wanted to, and he was about to lose his life.

He secretly lamented that the true fire of the Red Wind God's samadhi was too powerful, and his ability to not be afraid of the scorching fire was no longer effective, and he was deeply frustrated.

He was in pain, desperate, his clothes were soaked, and he didn't know where sweat was or where tears were. He was powerless to escape, unable to reverse, and since he was bound to die, it was better to die immediately, and not to suffer such unbearable torture.

The night is weeping and weeping, desperate because he is about to die, and there are those unfinished missions.

He is about to die, and the mission given by Cheng Lin's family is destined to not be completed, and he can only vent his anger and sorrow with tears.

Hongyan's sister, who has been lost since childhood, has no news, I don't know whether she is dead or alive, and the brother and sister cannot meet again in this life. Feng Jiabao, the enemy who killed his father-in-law, is at large, not only can he revenge and hatred, but the bully is still mutilating the common people.

The Cheng family has no successor, and unfortunately Yan Jiawang said that he was both sad and helpless, and could only lament in despair. The younger siblings of the father-in-law's family have not taken revenge, and they can only hold a grudge against Jiuquan.

He is ashamed of his ancestors and ancestors, and he has no face to see the dead spirits of his relatives......

Each mission is like a mountain, which has been pressed in my heart for many years, and finally failed to fulfill my wish, which is both sad and lamentable.