The fallen leaves rustled, and the white-faced scholar shook his folding fan and said to Li Huowang: "Brother Li, but what trouble have you encountered?" ”

"Sit and forget!" Li Huowang pointed to Lu Jin and a few people, "You drag a few seniors, I'll deal with the whiteboard!" ”

After Li Huowang finished speaking, he rushed to Lu Jin with a sword in one hand, and the black tentacles on Zhou's body danced, and several sword rays wrapped Lu Jin inside.

Seeing this, Lu Jin's whole body was full of white qi, and he actually went to catch those sword blades with his bare hands.

Thorn~~

The purple spike sword emitted a tooth-aching metal grinding sound, and sparks burst out from the sword's body.

In front of Li Huowang's eyes, the tabula rasa pushed his sword and said with a smile: "The White Lotus Sect's kung fu is good." ”

"White Lotus Sect?"

is very familiar with the White Lotus Sect Li Huowang, Bai Lingmiao is the contemporary White Lotus Holy Maiden, and Li Huowang knows a little about the White Lotus Sect.

The Niuxin Village where he lives now used to be the place where the White Lotus Sect gathered, and there were countless corpses buried on the top of the mountaintop of the Niuxin Village......

They had severed their limbs and arms, as if they had been eaten by some wild beast.

It was done by Bai Lingmiao's family, who believed in a lifeless mother and believed in death.

The people of the White Lotus Sect believed that death was the birth of a person, and they exterminated all the people of dozens of villages around Niuxin Village, supposedly to overtake them and send them to the place of bliss on earth: the Vacuum Hometown.

Thinking of this, Li Huowang suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, "Her family has been killed by me, she can't be fine!" ”

Just as Li Huowang was about to continue to break through the white qi wrapped around the whiteboard in front of him, his soft and boneless body suddenly hugged him.

"Li Huowang, wake up, I'll beg you!"

The crying voice and the dampness in his chest made Li Huowang put down the purple spike sword in his hand and hugged Bai Lingmiao, who was dressed in white in front of him.

"Miao Miao, I.... I'm fine. Li Huowang said with some stumbling.

At this moment, he was surrounded by the villagers of Niuxin Village who were pointing at him, and he was covered in mud, and some of the mud on his face had dried up and fallen off piece by piece.

Li Huowang held Bai Lingmiao's shoulders and put her in front of his eyes.

Looking at Bai Lingmiao's face, blue and purple, dark red blood stains hung on her wrists, and the originally spotless soft white hair was also glued together by the soil at this moment.

"Miao Miao, I'm sorry, I'm sick, I'm sick!" Li Huowang cried as he spoke, he knelt in front of Bai Lingmiao, saliva kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Huowang, I'm fine." Bai Lingmiao touched Li Huowang's face and hugged his head on his chest, "I'm fine." ”

"But I'm not Bai Lingmiao." Lu Jin's voice sounded in Li Huowang's ears, making him look up.

Bai Lingmiao in front of him, his face seemed to be dozens of years old, full of wrinkles.

"Miao Miao?" Li Huowang said with some uncertainty.

"It's all said that I'm not Miao Miao." Lu Jin's voice began to become sharper, and he laughed and said, "I'm a tabula rasa, hehehe!" ”

Li Huowang suddenly let go of his white shirt, and the face in front of him really turned into a whiteboard mahjong pattern carved from flesh and blood.

The face was flat and slightly wrinkled, the middle part was pale without a trace of blood, and the parts that looked like cheeks around were blurred with flesh and blood.

Seeing this face, Li Huowang didn't worry, but stretched out his hand to the air in front of him, and said as if stroking a human face: "Miao Miao, I'm sick again, you go back first, I'll be fine in a while." ”

After saying this, he turned to Shumu in the woods and shouted, "All the villagers go home first, and don't come out no matter what you hear me doing!" ”

"I'm sick, I'm sick!"

When Li Huowang finished shouting, he silently recited ten numbers in his heart, and the whiteboard next to him tilted his head to look at him.

"Nine...."

"Ten...."

Just after losing the ten numbers, Li Huowang lifted his sword and yelled, "Kill!" ”

He cut off all his left arms, which had been chopped into meat paste, and took out a bamboo tube from his bosom that resembled the ancient water bottle.

Kiss~

Li Huowang opened the lid of the bamboo tube, poured the liquid inside directly on himself, and took out the fire fold from his arms.

Call~

He blew the fire twice, and then he threw it on himself.

In an instant, the liquid burned violently.

The red robe on Li Huowang's whole body began to shrink and become embedded in the flesh and blood as the fire burned, and his skin began to exude the smell of roasted meat, and black smoke with a strong smell of blood drifted out of his body, covering the moon above several people with a black veil.

Ahem~

He coughed in smoke, but instead of saliva, he spurted out sparks and red-black blood clots.

At this moment, the pain in Li Huowang's whole body returned again, and this sudden sharp pain made him almost faint.

The only thing that supported him was the figure of the white-bearded old man in his heart.

"Your name is Li Huowang, right? It's okay, you're not sick. ”

"Huowang, come, Master is old, I can't eat this steamed bun, you help Master."

Zhang Zhiwei seems to be in front of Li Huowang, and he still has that reassuring appearance.

Li Huowang stretched out his hand and wanted to tell Zhang Zhiwei that he was really in pain, and there was no place in his body that didn't hurt.

At the same time, he was also firm: he must not let the forgetfulness destroy Longhu Mountain!

Li Huowang's already burned bare head was covered with green tendons crawling all over his disfigured face, "I have to hurry." ”

He walked towards the mahjong cards in front of him, and the trees he passed by seemed to fade, quickly turning black and gray, and a few sporadic fires came and went in the trunks.

This is a kind of exercise recorded by Li Huowang in the famous and decent family in another world, the "Daqianlu" of the Jingjiao.

By sacrificing the skin of his whole body to the priest who is in charge of pain, Bayu, he can gain strange powers.

Looking at Li Huowang, who was like a charred corpse in front of him, and everything that turned into ashes in front of him, the big man with his schoolbag made a move.

But as soon as he approached Li Huowang, his body began to burn rapidly, and within a few moments, it became coke and shattered to the ground.

"Impossible!" The old man with a few beads floating around him exclaimed, "The fool has a magic weapon on his body, why didn't he activate it at all!" ”

"Leave your spellbreaker alone." Lu Jin shouted, "Monk Yongjue, you quickly replace his emotions with something else, he seems to be crazy!" ”

"If this continues, everything in the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain will be burned to ashes!"

Several people said while running, and behind them was Li Huowang, who was chasing after him.

"Master Lu, I can't shake that Dao Master with the Twelve Fishing Array, he has no other emotions now, only pain."

Monk Yongjue is also the first time to see someone who has only one emotion in the Twelve Fishing Love Array, or the other party is no longer human.

"Go to the Heavenly Master, this is his apprentice, he should have a way!" Lu Jin said and quickly ran to the top of the mountain.

When several people saw the ancient pagoda on the top of the mountain, a white figure instantly appeared in front of them.

Wow~

The white-clothed scholar's folding fan was opened, and the white fan surface was clearly distinguished from the black "natural talent".

"How many people, where are you going?"