22 The wind begets a fire
You must know that although this Yueyang City is located on the shore of Dongting Lake, the lake breeze is foggy, and the humidity has always been very heavy, but most of the roofs of the slums in this area are paved with straw, and as soon as the torch falls on it, it will immediately crackle and burn. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Xian Jingyue didn't expect this Li Weiyao, as the leader of a gang, to act so ruthlessly, completely ignoring the people around him, he was furious, and was about to show up to stop it, when he suddenly heard a loud noise in the firelight, the two door panels of the hut of the Rose Thorn had flown out, and with the strong wind blowing in his face, an extremely burly giant man wrapped in black cloth and strode out of the door, and on the shoulder of this giant man, there was clearly a man in black with a mask on his face.
Seeing that the mask of the man on the shoulder of the giant man was a bright red rose, Li Weiyao and the others immediately recognized it. On that day, everyone in the Yueyang Mansion had seen once, and the two people who went up and down were the rose thorns.
Li Weiyao was angry for a while, so he set fire to the street, but this move really forced this rose thorn out, and he was surprised and happy for a while, and immediately laughed and said: "I still say the same thing, as long as Your Excellency wants to hand over what Zhuang Haoming left for you, and then inform him of his whereabouts, Li will never pursue Your Excellency again." ”
I only heard the masked man on the giant man's shoulder shout angrily: "Li Weiyao, you are still not human, there are innocent people living here, quickly extinguish the fire, and it is not too late to discuss the matter between you and me." Li Weiyao snorted coldly and said unhurriedly: "You hand over the things first." ”
The masked man immediately said: "I said it early in the morning, Zhuang Haoming didn't give me anything at all......" As soon as he was halfway through his words, he saw the fire gradually spreading, his tone immediately changed, and he said coldly: "Yes, those things that Zhuang Haoming gave me are hidden in the houses in this area, you are burning hard at the moment, and you will regret it later." ”
Li Weiyao couldn't help but be stunned, and the Zen master beside him had already laughed and said, "If the thing is really in a nearby house, how can this guy be so calm? Li Weiyao suddenly came to his senses, and immediately raised his hand to make a secret signal, and everyone around him took out their blades one after another, and attacked the giant man under the masked man together.
The giant man under the masked man was shrouded in black cloth from top to bottom, and even his head was wrapped in black cloth, covering a pair of eyes. Seeing Li Weiyao leading the crowd to attack, the masked man hurriedly reached out and slapped the giant man's back a few times, and the giant man's two strong arms as thick as a bucket immediately waved stiffly. I only heard a crisp "pop" sound, and the giant man actually used his two arms to swing aside the blades attacked by everyone, as if he was wearing armor such as bracers in his sleeves.
Everyone didn't expect this giant man to make such a strange move, and for a moment of carelessness, there was a muffled sound of "pop", but it was the bare head of the Zen master, which was swept by the giant man's arm on the top of his head, and suddenly flushed with redness.
The Zen master was so angry that he shouted, and when he took off the robe on his body, his hand shook vigorously, and the blood-red robe was completely extended, as if the entire courtyard was covered in it. It turned out that the robe of the Zen master was about a length and width, and it was made of a mixture of gold thread and snow silk, which was difficult to break, and he was folded up and draped on himself on weekdays.
For a while, he saw the red light flickering, and the eyes of everyone present were slightly closed. The Zen master put the robe on the giant man's head as a hood, and on the other hand, he silently felt the mace on his waist, and under the cover of the robe, stabbed the giant man's lower body fiercely.
Seeing that the Zen master's move was about to succeed, but he heard a strong wind suddenly passing in his ears, and on the archway not far from the small courtyard, a white figure swooped in, broke into the battle circle alone, and stretched out his hand to pull the robe of the Zen master, and snatched it from his hand. The Zen master never dreamed that someone in the world could snatch his robe in one move, and the mace in his hand eased in shock, and was suddenly waved away by the giant man. Then there was a muffled sound of "pop", and the bald head of the Zen master was smashed hard by the giant man's arm.
Li Weiyao and his entourage were surprised, and they were about to see who the white-clothed man who suddenly appeared was sacred. But after seeing that the man in white had taken away the robe of the Zen Master with one move, he ignored the crowd anymore, but flew to a burning room, swung out the robe of the Zen Master, and slapped the roof on the fire with the robe. Looking at his actions, it is clear that he is extinguishing the fire.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, but at the same time, they came back to their senses, shouted one after another, and besieged the giant man under the masked man again. The masked man on the giant man's shoulder said lightly, "Thank you", as if to say to the man in white who was fighting the fire, and then kept patting and tapping on the shoulder and back of the giant man under him, and the two arms of the giant man turned like flying, bringing gusts of wind, dancing like the wind sweeping the leaves, forcing Li Weiyao and his party to get close.
At this moment, the person wielding a robe to extinguish the fire is none other than Xian Jingyue. He saw that the fire was gradually spreading, and shouts for help were already heard in the houses one after another, and he knew that he could not wait any longer. He didn't bother to expose himself for a while, and immediately appeared to put out the fire. Who knew that the torches thrown by Li Weiyao and several people were blown by the night wind, and the fire was even more majestic, and in a moment, most of the street had been burning with a crackle, and he used the robe of the Zen master to beat for a long time, and the fire was not extinguished, but with the strong wind from the robe, it burned more and more.
Seeing that his move was futile, Xian Jingyue made a decision and threw away the robe in his hand. I saw him take a deep breath, stretched out his hand to pull out the parting on his waist, and slashed it out with a volley, and where the knife light passed, he suddenly cut off a large piece of the burning roof of the room in front of him.
In the small courtyard, Li Weiyao and the others were fighting fiercely with the two Rose Thorns, and suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies for no reason, and they couldn't help but stop at the same time, turned their heads to look at the source of the cold air, and were immediately startled by the sword technique used by Xian Jingyue. The first Jingyue slashed out again, slashing off the entire roof, burning and falling into the middle of the street, and his people had already jumped up and jumped into the room from the empty roof. In less than a moment, another chill burst out of the room, and the already simple house was suddenly split in half, and the vultures collapsed on both sides with flames.
But seeing the fire and black smoke, Xian Jingyue held a farewell in her hands, a middle-aged woman on her back, and two three or four-year-old children in her arms, rushed out of the room with the flames all over the ground, and ran straight to the street, so she carefully put down the woman and the two young children.