Unlike the hustle and bustle of the house, a conversation was quietly taking place in the courtyard in the dark night.

"Hate them?" A seductive female voice asked.

"Hate, hate, I'm going to kill them. No number of kills is enough, I'm going to kill them a thousand times, ten thousand times......"

Another somewhat frantic female voice said.

The woman was dressed in white, with a disheveled head, kneeling on the ground, looking a little embarrassed.

"But they have grown, and your fire will not burn them." The woman in red deliberately provoked her emotions with some regret.

The woman in white was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't believe it, she obviously saw that the two people were buried in the fire, why couldn't her own fire kill them.

The woman in red seemed to see her suspicions, and with a wave of her hand, such a scene was staged in front of the woman's eyes.

She saw a man hugging a woman in goose yellow clothes in the midst of the raging fire, and they looked at each other and smiled, and the expression on their faces was so happy.

This scene pierced her heart deeply, and it suddenly triggered anger in her heart.

It is impossible, why in the fire they are not miserable, but in such a happy state.

The woman in red continued, "You see, how happy they are, and your fire is insignificant to them, they don't feel pain at all. In the end, you are the only one who suffers, are you willing? ”

The woman in white said irrationally and resentfully, "Unwilling, unwilling, I want to kill them." ”

The woman in red was happy now, and her tone was full of triumphant pleasure, "Very good, your determination is very strong, I appreciate you very much, so I will lend you my strength to help you fulfill your wish." ”

The woman in red stretched out her hand, and a black aura lingered between her fingers, "Come, lean over a little." ”

The woman in white leaned forward at her command, and the woman in white at this moment was as obedient as a marionette.

The woman in red nodded on her forehead and injected the black qi into the other party's body.

The woman in red happily watched as a black mark gradually appeared on the forehead of the woman in white, and her white pupils gradually became black, she happily hooked the corners of her mouth and praised:

"Very good, you have fused perfectly with my demonic energy."

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the inn next to her, "There are a few immortal monarchs there, the Tao is good, if you absorb them, you will grow faster." ”

"When the time comes, your fire will become even more powerful, and it will be easy for you to kill them a thousand times or ten thousand times."

"When you're done with everything, if you have nowhere to go, you can come to this place to find me." As she spoke, she tapped the forehead of the woman in white.

The woman in white had a place in her mind, a hidden city, with a river outside it and a bridge over it.

After everything was done, the woman in red disappeared into the night.

At the same time, the backyard was lit up with fire, illuminating a large part of the night.

Mao Zheng and Dai Peilan waited for half the night, and finally waited for the firelight, and the two couldn't wait to rush into the courtyard, but they didn't want to, just stepped into the courtyard, and before the two of them could analyze something, they were swept into the flames.

Dai Peijiu, who followed closely, sensed that something was wrong, unfolded the folding fan, and a tornado blew by.

If it was an ordinary fire, it should have been extinguished after such a strong gale passed, but the fire in front of it not only did not go out, but there was also a tendency to become more and more intense.

Liu Qinuo threw him a roll of his eyes, "Are you mentally retarded?" This is fire, you are a wind spell, and it will only get bigger and bigger. ”

"Why don't you go and save people." Saying that, Liu Qinuo took the lead and ran into the sea of fire.

Dai Peijiu didn't have time to scare people, this is not an ordinary fire, of course he knows, but his wind is not an ordinary wind, the wind containing spiritual power, it is easy to extinguish a fire.

He just released a tornado just now, just with the mentality of trying, this fire can't be extinguished at present, it can only mean that this fire is wrong.

He always felt that this fire was different from what they had heard from the shopkeeper.

It was as if all of a sudden, something had changed that they didn't know about.

It's just that he doesn't have time to think about it now, his own brother is inside, if something happens, he will be beaten to death by his father and mother when he goes back.

Hey, I'm so tired, and it's trouble to take care of children.

After a few people enter the fire, Twilight also makes her way to the backyard.

Originally, he came to accompany him this time, and he didn't plan to make a move unless necessary, and it was a tacit understanding in the division to leave the uncomplicated events to the juniors to practice.

But he sensed something was wrong, so he had to come out.

He saw that the backyard, which had been intact during the day, had been destroyed by the fire.

Those items that were still intact during the day have also turned into black ash all over the ground at this moment, and those flowers and trees that are still vigorous in the day are now indistinguishable, leaving only the black ash of the fiasco.

The fire continued to engulf the inn and the houses, trees, and flowers around the inn, but fortunately, due to the haunted rumors of the previous half month, there were not many people living in the vicinity now, and most of them had found other places to live temporarily.

This fire is no longer the ordinary ghost fire in the shopkeeper's mouth.

Twilight makes a decision and sets up a barrier for the houses around the inn to make sure the fire doesn't spread to them, and starts extinguishing the fire.

He pulled out the pale blue saber at his waist, and after a few strokes, he put it into its scabbard.

This is his sword move frost flowers all over the sky, after this sword move, there will be a burst of six-petal frost flowers that last for a stick of incense for a long time in this area, which looks like a romantic snow, and each frost flower contains his profound spiritual power.

Although this fire is strange, it is also produced by spells, and as long as the spells in the fire are canceled, the fire will naturally be extinguished.

But before he could wait for the romantic snow, a drop of wet liquid dripped on the back of his hand holding the hilt of his sword.

He glanced down at the crystal clear liquid like dewdrops, and then it dripped down like a jade bead with a broken thread.

In an instant, he was in the rain.

If it were ordinary people here, they would only sigh that it was raining.

And Twilight is not an ordinary person, and he knows that this rain is not ordinary rain either.

The rain fell faster than the fluttering six-petal frost flower, and the fire that was hit by those raindrops gradually died down.

All that was left was a little bit of soot.

The flames that had just burned were now left with only a few small flames still trying to keep the light on.

In the darkness of the ruins, a light green figure slowly walked over.

It is not difficult to see from the pace and figure that it is a beautiful and slender woman.

The woman held a light green oil-paper umbrella in her hand, the fan surface was relatively white, and there was no pattern carving.

There is an old ornament on the handle of the umbrella.

Still some distance away, Twilight couldn't see the face of the woman standing under the umbrella clearly.

It wasn't until the woman got closer that he could see the other man's face.

Her skin was very white, both on the green jade hand holding the umbrella and on the skin of her face.

It's not a pale white, but a white that's as clear as a fine white jade, white and shiny, white and vibrant.

Not to mention the beauty of the woman, in just a few steps, Twilight felt that under the firelight, it should have been a picture of a beauty.

When the scroll burned out, the beauty in the painting came out.

The aura on her body is good, and her facial features are good.

It is all meticulously carved by the artist's dexterous hands, and every element is just right.

Together, people all sighed, "It's beautiful." ”

For a moment, Twilight felt her heart flutter as something burst out of the ground in his heart.

He is a person who has been locked in love for hundreds of years, and in the past few hundred years, he has met countless women, all kinds of women.

No one has ever been able to leave even the slightest impression on his mind.

Even Liu Qinuo, who often gets along, is just an acquaintance to him.

But the woman in front of him gave him a different feeling, as if they had met somewhere before.

It stands to reason that he is cultivating the Ruthless Dao, and he shouldn't feel like this.

But at this moment, he was out of common sense.

He couldn't help but wonder, why did he cultivate the Ruthless Dao?

But he found that he couldn't remember the reason at all, and he didn't know why he chose to cultivate the ruthless Dao.