Ling Tiansu turned his head to look at her, and said lightly: "You can try to close it for three years, maybe it will have an effect." ”

Yu Wei squinted and smiled: "Little villain, I can't bear it for three years, after today, I don't care what means you have, I will eat you!"

Ling Tiansu sneered: "I'm afraid it's your teeth that will take advantage." ”

Yu Wei said slowly: "Don't worry, the old guy who bullied the two of you has hard skin, but it's much harder than you, today I'll let him grind his teeth, and after I'm addicted, I'll enjoy your piece of tender tofu." ”

Ling Tiansu's face suddenly darkened.

Yu Wei laughed and turned to leave: "Bring him out for me, today is not only to eat that old thing, but also an important fire ceremony, everyone in the tribe must be present!"

Under the escort of the Xiaoyang man who looked like a human being, Ling Tiansu came to the central square of the Xiaoyang border.

The scorching breath is at its most intense here, and from a distance, you can clearly see the earth fire erupting from the sinkhole.

Ling Tiansu's eyes turned slightly, and he saw Wu Ying walking out of the tent and coming here with the support of the male leader of Xiaoyang.

This differential treatment couldn't help but make Ling Tiansu grind his teeth fiercely.

And the old national teacher is the most miserable and sad of the three of them.

Ling Tiansu saw that he had been stripped clean, and a black and white robe was thrown into a firewood pile like rags, obviously trying to use it as fuel.

On top of the huge firewood pile, a huge iron bucket was hung with clean water.

Then, Ling Tiansu saw a group of Xiaoyang people unceremoniously throw the old national teacher, whose muscles and limbs were soft and twisted, into the huge iron bucket, and the water splashed.

Seeing this scene, Ling Tiansu admired it in his heart.

Naturally, it is not the Xiaoyang people who stripped the old teachers of the national teacher naked.

What he admires is the old way of the national teacher.

The old way of the national teacher is not as simple as it seems, Ling Tiansu believes that as long as he wants, he can escape from this place at any time, and even if the injury that looks serious, Ling Tiansu believes that he can also recover quickly.

But he actually endured it, and let himself be insulted and slaughtered like a cow or sheep to be slaughtered.

The more this is the case, the more Ling Tiansu feels that this national teacher will make great moves next.

I was secretly vigilant in my heart.

Soon, there was a Xiaoyang man, holding the wooden stick, trotting to the edge of the sinkhole, with a touch of sacredness in his eyes, looking at the sinkhole intently.

Until...... A puff of fire soared into the sky, his eyes were condensed and sharp, and he quickly handed out the wooden stick in his hand and lit it in the firelight.

At the tip of the stick, the flame ignites.

Surprisingly, although there was a flame on the stick, there was not a trace of blackening of the stick.

It's as if the flame can't bear to burn the stick, but it is gently carried by it.

The Xiaoyang man, holding the wooden stick in his hand, trotted all the way back.

On the way, all the eyes of the Xiaoyang people fell on the faint flames, and they all showed supreme pious submission.

Even Na Yu and Mei Dahua are no exception.

The short Xiaoyang man carefully sent the flame to the bottom of the iron bucket containing the old way of the national teacher.

The flames instantly ignited the tattered black and white robe, and then lit all the firewood under the robe.

The fire was raging, burning quietly.

Until all the firewood was ignited, the flame was vigorous, the bottom of the iron drum was burned red, and the water in the bucket began to boil.

The black pressure was overwhelming, and all the Xiaoyang people, including the two leaders, bowed down and knelt down one after another, and they were still bowing to the ground in a posture of surrendering and completely surrendering.

They whispered their own language in unison, as if thanking the heavens for the fire and food.

In the field, only Ling Tiansu and Wu Ying stood still like two aliens.

Fortunately, Yu Wei did not force them to let them kneel together.

After all, she also knew that neither Wu Ying nor Ling Tiansu would eat today's food.

After a stick of incense, the water in the iron bucket was boiled in half.

And in this whole time of incense, it is also the screams of the old teachers of the country.

His eyes were closed, as if he were pranayama, and he leaned peacefully against the edge of the bucket.

The people of Xiaoyang finally felt a trace of strangeness.

Yu Wei and Mei Dahua got up from the ground, and after chattering for a while, Yu Wei gave an order.

This time, there were a full ten short Xiaoyang people, holding wooden sticks, attracting kindling, and finally blessing under the iron bucket.

The strange silence made everyone wonder if the old man in the iron bucket had died.

But everyone knows that a strong person in the Tongyuan realm can't lose his breath because of two mallet attacks.

So, ten people were replaced by twenty people.

Halfway through, I don't know how many times the water was boiled dry, and how many times it was added.

The old man's distorted skin was still white and red, unaffected by the terrifying heat beneath him.

Later, twenty people were replaced by a full hundred, carrying sticks and kindling fire, and set fire to the bottom of the bucket.

The fire spread rapidly, and even the mountains of firewood piled up under the iron barrel could not resist this terrifying and huge sea of fire, and directly turned into black ashes and was swallowed up in an instant.

The strange thing is that without the blessing of fuel, the fire actually spontaneously ignited on the flat ground.

It is also an incomparable momentum to the sky, and the firelight continues to rise, and it continues to spread outward to a radius of 100 meters.

The endless night is illuminated, and there is no sun in the sky, and in the middle of this earth, the fire light of a hundred meters is as dazzling as the new sun.

Everyone couldn't help but retreat again and again, avoiding the spread of the raging fire, and looked at the iron bucket covered by the flames that rose a few feet high, and fell into silence for a while.

Ling Tiansu frowned, he felt ...... Although this flame is powerful, it can't burn the old Taoist of the national teacher.

Unless...... Throwing him directly into the pit of heaven will surely turn him to ashes and scatter his soul!

It's a pity that she knows that Yu Wei covets the power contained in the flesh and blood of the national teacher, and the purpose is to eat him, so she will not do that tyrannical thing and destroy him directly.

Ling Tiansu subconsciously glanced at Wu Ying, wondering how he felt at this moment.

Who knew that it was just such a glance, and it happened to catch Wu Ying's sharp narrowed eyes.

Ling Tiansu suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and his gaze quickly fell on the side of the fire again.

Regardless of whether anything was exposed at this moment, the golden vertical marks on the center of the eyebrows loomed again.

Through the heavy firelight, Ling Tiansu saw that in the towering flames like the red sun, a strange black light like thunder flashed.

Ling Tiansu's heart was suddenly covered with a bone-chilling chill.

"Put out the fire. ”

Originally, he wanted to shout out the three words eagerly, but he was said in advance by Wu Ying's faint tone.

Mei Dahua glanced at Wu Ying strangely, and then grinned: "You feel sorry for my Xiaoyang fire, it doesn't matter, just a hundred fires are not a big deal for my Xiaoyang country." ”

Wu Ying ignored Mei Dahua, who looked brainless.

Instead, he looked at the real master of this Xiaoyang country calmly and seriously, Yu Zheng.

"If you don't put the fire off in time, you'll die. ”

Yu Ying laughed and looked at Wu Ying with a fierce look in his eyes: "Boy, you can use your finger-pointing set on Mei Dahua, because he is useless and willing to listen to you, but I warn you, I am the king here......! I'm going to pinch you to death!"

Wu Ying retracted his gaze, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I hope you, the king of Xiaoyang Kingdom, can survive this day safely." ”

He told her to put the fire away, just not wanting to make things more troublesome.

As for the life or death of this group, it has nothing to do with him.

He just needs to make sure he survives......

Call!!!!

In this spacious square, a cold wind suddenly set off......

In the eyes of Wu Ying, the killing intent suddenly froze.

She finally realized that something was wrong.

Since the formation of the sinkhole, their Xiaoyang race has taken root here.

This grassland is the country of their Xiaoyang, whether it is the wind and snow or the punishment of heaven, under the protection of this sinkhole, not a single cent has fallen on their land.

But at this time, there was a wind.

But this wind originates from the inner part of their country, the ...... In the midst of the fire!