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Fishing boats, inside the wings.

"Hmm~" took away the towel on his forehead, Lu Ming woke up slowly, and was about to lift the quilt, only to find that he was suppressed, bowed his head slightly, Linglong was pressing in his arms, and his face was a little haggard.

"Time is so fast......"

Fingertips swiped over Linglong's familiar cheeks, a smile appeared on Lu Ming's face, and memories flashed in his eyes.

Linglong didn't sleep deeply, and soon sensed his movements, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she felt the strangeness on her face, and reached out to pull the big hand, which was about to scold her coquettishly, but she opened her mouth and became much gentler.

"Awake?"

"Hmm," nodding slightly, Lu Ming looked at her as calm as ever, with peace of mind, "How long has it been?" ”

Linglong was clear-minded, naturally understood what he was asking, looked out the window and took the hourglass again, "You've been sleeping for almost a day, your body..."

"No problem." Lu Ming shook his head slightly, lifted the quilt, and looked in the direction of the Weaving Fire Realm, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he quickly regained his tranquility, as if he sensed something.

After a long silence, he turned back to her and said, "Let the people in the cockpit increase the speed of the fishing boat as fast as possible, weaving fire...... Something could have happened. ”

"Something happened to the fireweaver?" Linglong keenly grasped the words, knowing that Lu Ming would not lie to her, she didn't dare to hesitate at the moment, and hurriedly ran to the cockpit to ask the driver to speed up, and then trotted all the way back.

Lu Ming had already gotten up, stood outside the window and quietly looked in the direction of the weaving fire, his eyes were deep, and he muttered, "Strange...... They're obviously dead. ”

"What's dead?"

Turning his head and looking at Linglong, who was a little nervous, Lu Ming smiled lightly and said, "Those who died five hundred years ago are also the people of the bloodline of the three major god clans. ”

"The ancestor of the fire, the Fire Butcher, is responsible for suppressing the corpses related to the gods of the gods, and the ancestral precept established here allows the Fire Weavers to guard the Yan Rest Wall for generations, and to extinguish the earth fire for glory."

Tapping his fingertips on the windowsill, Lu Ming's eyes were deep in thought, and he continued: "Of course, this is just my guess, but the truth of the facts must be inseparable. ”

"The Truth......"

Linglong muttered, grabbed his hand, pinched his pulse and looked like a doctor, and reached out to touch his forehead to measure the temperature, with a pensive face.

Strange, he ......

Lu Ming's laughter interrupted her, "What do you want to see me?" Pinching and taking it to me? ”

"No, you just said that something happened to the Weaving Fire, that's it, and the things that were suppressed in the Yan Xi Wall came out?"

"Yes, if you prepare, there should be another name for the 'Fire Demon' in the Weaving Fire, which is the fiery red monster we saw the night before when we left the Weaving Fire last time."

"And my father's them?" Linglong suddenly couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Lu Ming gently grabbed her hand, conveyed warmth, and said silently in his heart: Even if there is, I can keep them safe.

The familiar eyes were full of indescribable security, and Linglong nodded slightly.

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The sky was covered by red, and the black mountain had become red, and then it collapsed and broke in two, and one after another fiery red figures crawled out of the broken mountain pass, from the cracks in the eaves of the mountain.

Their eyes were full of hatred, and they crawled from crawling to their feet slowly, and then began to run, not slowing, towards the life-like village below.

As he ran, the sporadic flames on the fire demon's body fell to the ground, instantly igniting a fire, the earth sac began to burn, the house began to burn, and even the road began to burn.

Countless figures kept rising from the flames, and then ran towards the town, fireballs thrown at random, flying all over the sky, and they were unscrupulous, destroying everything they saw in front of their eyes.

In the pool next to the Glory Stone, with the order of the Chifang of the Tongshan Group, the people of the Tongshan Group rolled up one cloth bag after another, and countless stone pills were thrown, enlarged in the air, and fell downward......

The stones that extinguished the fire of the earth, the formation, gradually burst, turned into powder, and even ...... Start burning.

"The fireweaver is there, and the fireweaver is there!"

"The Ancestor's Wall of Breath is our last line of defense!"

"Brothers, we can't retreat!"

"Extinguish them!"

"Fight with them!"

“……”

Half an hour had passed, most of the village had been destroyed, the raging fire was soaring into the sky, the heat energy in the sky was spreading to all parts of Suchuan, and countless fireweavers were already lying on the ground.

The patriarch's face was covered with tears, and the whole person could no longer stand, the heat energy rushed to his face, and a weak but firm voice came out from his lips, "Chifang! ”

"Take them away!"

"Let the weaving fire leave a legacy!"

"Let the old people and children get out of here and tell the outside world."

The fire fangs of the fire weaver's hand had already broken everywhere, and the next fire tooth was stepped on his foot, and it immediately turned into ashes, and Chi Fang's body had been burned in many places, and he tried to breathe, carrying the patriarch on his shoulder.

"Fireweavers are born in this soil bag, and they will die on this soil bag."

"This is not the glory of the ancestors, this is the dignity of the fireweaver standing and dying."

The old patriarch burst into tears, and in the midst of the turmoil, a fire demon in the distance saw the two of them, and several more blazing flames swayed out, and the two were knocked to the ground.

"Fire Tu Xin! Where are you! ”

"Go save the patriarch, you go and save the patriarch, don't you hear!"

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Pingting.

March is a cold spring, and the wind is naturally much colder.

Wei Shengyan stood on the lookout, looking at the clouds in the sky, holding the bracelet representing the silver dowry in his hand, pinching it slightly, the bracelet couldn't bear the force, and cracked with a click.

The crisp sound brought the dazed Weisheng Yan back to his senses, he looked at the bracelet in his hand that was split into two pieces, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he used all his strength to smash the bracelet towards the ground.

Sharp shards flew all over the sky, and even scratched his cheeks, but Weisheng Yan didn't seem to be aware of it, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling and crazy.

"Why?"

"Why are you telling me it's a deal?!"

"Can't you just tell me you love me?!"

"Silver, tell me why!"

Prostrate on the ground, like a madness, sobbing, despair, grief, "My life...... Can it only be traded by you, in your eyes, there is nothing worth paying feelings for except for the use value. ”

"This is how I grew up, and this is how my miserable life is."

In the distance, the old butler trotted all the way over, prostrate on the ground, silent.

After a while, Wei Shengyan wiped away his tears, said expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion: "The wedding is held as scheduled, she wants to trade, then let's trade." ”

The old housekeeper knew that the parents had lost their judgment a little, raised his head slightly, and reminded in a low voice: "Parents, there is an accident over there, according to our observations in the military and Tianqimen,"

"Yama Wall...... It's broken! ”

The old butler's voice trembled a little, he was familiar with the secrets of the head of the family, and naturally knew what the Yan Xi Wall was, which contained countless noble bloodlines, and monsters full of endless resentment formed after death.

In terms of its power, it is not a god, but a god.

Wei Shengyan's eyes moved, he raised his head slightly, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes lit up with flames, "With the speed of our fishing boat, according to the itinerary, at this time, the monarch and the god lord are already almost weaving fire, right?" ”

The old butler didn't know why, but he still replied, "As long as the journey is not delayed, it should be time to weave fire." ”

"Your Majesty and the Divine Lord?"

"What's the use of a dead person, no matter how much they toss? They couldn't fight the Divine Sect for five hundred years, and now they have turned into monsters and still want to fight the Divine Sect, it's really wishful thinking! Leaning over and picking up a broken bracelet, Wei Sheng Yan put it back in his arms, wrapped it in red cloth, and finally said, "Change the wedding to a fishing boat." ”

"Remember, use the best boat of my micro-family!"

The old housekeeper looked up at the indifferent expression of the head of the house, trembled slightly, did not dare to say anything, and hurriedly withdrew.

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Weaving fire.

The sky was covered with black clouds, and the layer below was shrouded in crimson flames, burning and growing.

The town of Weaving Fire was completely hidden in the fire, and it was impossible to see the streets and houses clearly, only the fire demons screamed wantonly in the flames, constantly dropping flames and rising up new ones.

The pool next to the Glory Stone, the water that was originally deep enough to submerge the knees of adults, has been absorbed by the flint to the point that there is no polish, and even the bluestone platform is not visible.

Broken fangs of fire were everywhere, and there were still traces of the blood-red blood of the Flame Weavers.

Huo Tu Xin held the last fire tooth, and fought with the fire demon in front of him, and after a roar, the flames on the fire demon's body disappeared and turned into nothingness, and Huo Tu Xin spread it on the ground.

The fire fangs completely lost their momentum, turned into ordinary sticks, and were then burned to ashes by the fire energy that came from afar.

"Patriarch, it seems that we are really immortalized in the flames." Grinning, Huo Tu Xin no longer had the strength to get up, and just complained to the few days behind him: "I don't know which ancestor wrote the sacrificial text, let us live forever in the flames, it's really a fart." ”

The patriarch lay on the stone bed, his face was gray, his lips were chapped, and he was no longer silent.

Huo Tu Xin forcibly glanced back, leaving a gloom in his eyes, the flames under the mountain had already hit, and several fire demons climbed up, his eyes reflected the climbing and hateful fire demon, and the corners of his mouth showed mockery,

"They are all defeated under our ancestors, and they are also defeated under mine!"

"There are kinds of people who are going to fight with Lao Tzu!"

The flames began to burn his body from far and near, and Huo Tu Xin no longer had the strength to complain, he thought of his daughter, "Stinky girl, it's okay to leave." ”

"The provincial father is still worried that you have met the fire demon."

A familiar hiss came into Huo Tu Xin's ears, and he closed his eyes slightly, his face was serene, and he chose to face his death calmly.

But the strange thing is that this time the hissing is not as wanton as before, the hissing of those monsters is abhorrious, hateful, endless, but towards the same release.

The flames on his body gradually became smaller, until they were completely extinguished, Huo Tu Xin opened his eyes and saw a fishing boat docked in the sky, a sword docked parallel in front of a young man, and next to the young man was a woman dressed in white, looking down anxiously.

On the ground, in the mountains, on the Yan Xi Wall, one fire demon after another crawled and neighed towards the ship, some of them threw fireballs, some galloped and ran, some of their figures dissipated and appeared in the air, and some let out a sound wave and hissed harshly......

Without exception, their target was the fishing boat.

Huo Tu Xin struggled with all his strength to get up, "Linglong, dad is here!" ”

Linglong quickly discovered him and hurriedly said, "My father is at the Glory Stone, what should I do, let me go!" ”

A curtain formed around the fishing boat, blocking the flames and sound waves, Lu Ming took advantage of the gap to glance down, and pulled Linglong, "He's fine, he's just exhausted." ”

"When I'm done, these guys, let's go down."

After speaking, without waiting for Linglong's reaction, Lu Ming stepped out and faced thousands of fire demons.

"Die! Dead and dead! ”

"You're damned!"

One after another figures appeared in front of him, and in the originally inaudible hiss of the fire demon, clear words could be heard in front of him at this moment.

Lu Ming looked at the fire demon and glanced at the broken Yan Xi Wall Mountain, "It seems that someone has released you." ”

"It's a pity that what has been killed once will not have any deterrent effect on me."

Looking through the Weaving Fire Town below, Lu Ming's feet stepped on the void, two ripples, one black and one white, formed, and the sword body of the original Divine Sect Saber was covered with a layer of crystal clear water curtain, "It's the same as five hundred years ago, so annoying, disgusting!" ”

"I don't regret killing you, I just regret not killing you in the first place, giving you the opportunity to survive in the form of remnants to this day and continue to do something disgusting."

The black and white color in his hand gradually became the same, Lu Ming looked at the fire demon in front of him with a calm face, and continued: "So, this time, you will not have a future. ”

The saber covering the water curtain flew out, and the black and white ripples vibrated in all directions with Lu Mingwei's center, like a stone thrown into the calm lake, and the ripples continued to grow and disappear.

Until all the water is calm again.

The air was moist again, and the screaming, running, sword-wielding, and countless attacking forms of fire demons all froze and did not move, and then gradually began to weather and drift away.

The wind blew gently, bringing a slight coolness, and the ground and objects that had been burned by the fire demon were all gone.

It's as if the years have passed.

"The power of time is really great."

The fishing boat in the rear had already docked on the mountain of the Glory Stone, and Lu Ming did not go down to meet Linglong for the first time, but stretched out his palm, and the black and white colors disappeared.

His eyes were contemplative, "Are you gone...... too"

"Little Tree ......"

Glancing across the abyss in the distance, Lu Ming suppressed the palpitations in his heart and flew down.

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