In the forest, a flame was blazing, and the blazing temperature roasted the surrounding grass and leaves to yellow and black, and if you looked closely, there was a fluttering figure in the flames.

She was rolling in the flames, screaming, and the miserable cry of the two-year-old milk doll seemed to be a pair of big hands tearing at everyone's hearts and lungs, trying to tear people's hearts out of a hole, which was really sad for the hearers and tears for the listeners.

In the midst of unbearable pain, Ling Wei's face was full of smug smiles.

Jun Wufeng and Zhang Lan were seriously injured, the rest of the people are not to be afraid, as long as Cui Wei dies, this trap beast is his bag, he first gets the trap beast, and then publicizes this matter, and blames all the faults on Jun Wufeng, as for the trap beast? This is after he killed Cui Wei, he killed Jun Wufeng and snatched it back, of course it should belong to himself.

At that time, there will be traces of the flame of Jun Wufeng as evidence, no matter how powerful this Lu Yang is, he will not be able to find him, maybe he will have to thank him for helping Cui Wei avenge him.

got the trap beast, killed Jun Wufeng, and asked Lu Yang to treat him as a life-saving benefactor, when the time comes, Jun Wuji can no longer find fault with him, and he has to provide for him, look at him differently, kill more birds with one stone, why not be happy!

His thoughts turned quickly, these thoughts were only for a moment, the more he thought about it, the more proud he became, the more happy he was, he could think of this method, it was really awesome, too witty!

"Haha, Jun Wufeng, if you kill Cui Wei, Lu Yang won't let you go!" Ling Wei laughed proudly.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and his laughter came to an abrupt end, only to see a dark figure pass over him and rush straight towards the flames.

As soon as the flames touched him, they shrank rapidly as if they had encountered a natural enemy, but in a moment they had turned into nothingness, and they had actually extinguished themselves.

It was scorched black, still steaming, he was wearing a black suit and standing on top of the scorched black, holding Cui Wei, who had passed out in his hand, his clothes were black, and his face was also black, and they almost merged with this scorched black.

No, they are more like people who have been reborn from the fire in the scorched darkness, and they are shocked to watch.

Ling Wei's eyes were round, his face was gloomy, and he clenched the strange big knife in his hand: "Who are you?"

Cui Wei is really Lu Yang's apprentice?

Jun Wufeng was shocked by his own thoughts, his tongue was knotted, and he muttered two words: "Lu Yang......"

Ling Wei's eyes widened in shock, he had never seen Lu Yang, and he couldn't recognize Lu Yang, although there were portraits of Lu Yang on the market, but those portraits were all scandalized, not so much that he was a person, but that he was a hellish ghost, and Lu Yang in Ling Wei's impression was definitely not such a chic and handsome, godlike person.

However, this person who was like a god was looking at him sideways at this time, his eyes were as black as ink, as indifferent as an ancient well, but there was a deep killing intent in the bottom of his eyes, as if from those ancient well-like eyes were not leading to the heart, but to the netherworld and hell.

Ling Wei had lived for more than two hundred years and had never seen such a pair of eyes, these eyes were too terrifying, too terrifying.

His legs and feet were weak, he almost fell to the ground, and subconsciously poked the place with a knife to stand still, his face was blue, and his heart was cowardly like a mouse seeing a cat, but reason was telling him that it was impossible.

"Isn't Lu Yang in seclusion? You want to lie to me when you find a killer?" Ling Wei grabbed the hilt of the knife with both hands, raised it vigorously and slashed it straight over.

Hearing a soft sound of "ding", the knife stopped in front of Lu Yang, and he sneered like a messenger floating from hell: "It's a little bold." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Yang raised his hand and waved lightly, the knife took off his hand, and Ling Wei flew out upside down, like a football that had been kicked vigorously, and hit the tree at once, breaking his ribs and spitting blood, almost fainting.

It's a pity that Lu Yang took the strength and didn't make him faint.

Holding Cui Wei in one hand, Lu Yang picked up the knife on the ground and looked at it carefully, his ink eyes became deeper and deeper, and the corners of his lips curled up with a sarcastic smile: "The Jun family is still so shameless." ”

Jun Wufeng's eyes widened suddenly.

"I've traveled all over the Western Shen Realm, and I've seen countless magic weapons, but I've never seen such a special knife. ”

"The way of the sword should be crisp and neat, but it has so many more burdens. He shook the knife, and the flesh hanging from the small curly blade was thrown to the ground.

The dark spiritual power in his hand, only a few jingling sounds, the small blades on the big knife all fell to the ground, and in an instant, the knife returned to its original shape, a black machete with blood.

"This is the knife, but it's a pity that it's too blunt, and I don't know if it's good to use when killing people. His voice was clear, like the stream flowing in the mountain stream, very good, his posture was upright, if the gods descended to earth, he moved, and walked towards Ling Wei without hurry.

Ling Wei had more than a dozen broken ribs, his internal organs were also seriously damaged, and he couldn't move because of the pain, so he could only watch Lu Yang walk towards him step by step, his eyes were waiting big because of fright, and in his eyes, Lu Yang was constantly enlarged.

He stood still, raised his sword, and without saying a word, volleyed it down.

"No, it's not me......" The pain and horror finally brought Ling Wei back to his senses, and he trembled and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "It's Jun Wufeng, it's Jun Wufeng who burned, you can look at the traces of the flames, that's Jun Wufeng!"

"I ...... I have a root-seeking charm, you ...... You can try!" He took out a root-seeking talisman and rubbed it on the ground filled with fireworks, desperately infusing spiritual power, and the root-seeking talisman instantly burst away and landed at Jun Wufeng's feet.

"Look, look, it's really Jun Wufeng, not me!"

Lu Yang looked at him condescendingly, Ling Wei's embarrassed and flattering appearance was really disgusting, he frowned, and suddenly felt that the knife in his hand was also disgusting, with a slight force on his hand, the tip of the big knife was facing down, and he poked it the ground, and the big knife sank into the ground, leaving only a piece of the handle on the ground.

Ling Wei stared at the big knife in front of him, and he didn't dare to move in horror.

The corners of Lu Yang's lips curled up in a sarcastic arc: "I forgot, it was Jun Wufeng's flame that burned Cui Wei, not your knife that cut Cui Wei." ”

"Yes, it's Jun Wufeng, everything is done by Jun Wufeng, you kill him, kill him to avenge Cui Wei. ”

Lu Yang looked sideways at Jun Wufeng.

Jun Wufeng was covered in blood, his face was pale, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, he wanted to argue, but he didn't know how to argue, he was the one who threw out the flame knife, and he was the one who hurt Cui Wei.

He knew that he was not sure of victory, and he knew that he might hurt Cui Wei, but he still threw the flame knife at Ling Wei, he didn't mean it, but he did it on purpose, he didn't think about killing Ling Wei and saving his family while Ling Wei didn't pay attention to himself.

"No, my husband didn't mean it, it was Ling Wei's hand that made the first move. Zhang Lan was afraid that Lu Yang's anger would implicate Jun Wufeng, so she hurriedly explained.

Lu Yang narrowed his eyes and didn't answer, and after a moment, he turned around and walked aside: "Since it is a family matter of the Jun family, it is inconvenient for me, an outsider, to interfere." ”

When Ling Wei heard this, his whole body was cold, and he raised his eyes to meet Jun Wufeng's eyes full of murderous intent, and he turned around and stumbled away.

The flames dragged the streamer and smashed on Ling Wei's body, blazing violently.

Ling Wei rolled in the flames: "Help, Lu Yang save me, I want to save Cui Wei, it was Jun Wufeng who killed her......"

Lu Yang sneered, his face full of disdain: "When I will borrow a knife to kill, you are not yet born." ”

Hmm, Lu Yang is quite proud?

The corners of Cui Wei's lips curled almost imperceptibly.