Xiao Han screamed strangely: "Fire." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Everyone desperately ran to the Jiuhua station. The valley was seven or eight hundred meters deep, and the torches were so fast that in the blink of an eye, countless sparks fell, burning weeds when they landed, and fires burning in the middle of the valley.

In the valley, except for a path cut by the three Luo brothers, there are weeds and shrubs everywhere, and there are countless dead grass and fallen leaves. Everyone couldn't avoid it, and they couldn't advance or retreat when they gathered on the path.

Xiao Han shouted sharply: "Brothers, quickly cut down all the grass and trees around you." Everyone suddenly realized, and desperately took out their swords and slashed. The strength of the people was great, and in less than an instant, a clearing was cut out, and everyone jumped into it at the same time. Rao was like this, and there were still six or seven disciples who were burned by the fire.

Chai Xinyuehua's face turned pale, looked at the raging fire around her and asked, "What's going on?" Xiao Han's face turned pale, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know." Wang Junkuo's face was dark, he was almost burned by the fire just now, he was embarrassed, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't Senior Brother Jueqing and the five seniors on it?"

Lou Yutong burned a large piece of the corner of his pants, revealing the snow-white calves inside. Her little face was silver, and she said hatefully: "People must be killed, and people will burn us here." Everyone's faces changed color at the same time, Meng Wanxi shook his head and said: "Impossible, the five of them have always followed me, and their martial arts are strong, how could they be killed?"

Duan Xiliu Zhengse said: "It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, we have to escape to a place where there is water." Murong Qiuyu frowned and said, "Isn't there water at the entrance of the underground palace?" Everyone turned around and saw that the fire had closed the road, and it was getting more and more intense.

Bai Haoming suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted, "Master, look." Everyone looked up together, but they saw a large black patch in the sky that something had fallen. Luo Beihong suddenly shouted: "It's firewood and grass." ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, where had they seen anything flying in the sky, but such a spectacle had allowed them to see it. Everyone stupidly watched a lump of black firewood and straw falling, and hurriedly dodged, but several Emei disciples were still stoned to death and injured.

The firewood and grass that fell to the ground were then ignited, and it seemed to be splashed with lamp oil, and the fire was more fierce than in the valley. Chai Xinyue suddenly let out a strange scream, it turned out to be a few sparks splashed on her chest, and a hole was burned when she landed, revealing the snow-white chest inside.

Murong Qiuyu hurriedly took off her cloak to shield her, and said anxiously: "You can't stay here any longer." He turned his head to Xiao Han and said, "Big brother and I broke out of a road together." ”

Xiao Han was startled, pointed to the fire in front of him and said, "Aren't we looking for death when we break in?" Murong Qiuyu said lightly: "It's also a death here." Xiao Han smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Okay, I will follow my sister in life and death." ”

Chai Xinyue's eyes were full of tears, and she suddenly said, "I'll go too, it's a big deal to die together." Jiangdong Pavilion suddenly broke out, Wang Junkuo jumped up, and the Emei disciples and Tianshan disciples shouted and rushed forward one after another.

Dozens of people desperately took swords to provoke flames, slashed and stabbed wildly, and broke a way for everyone. Xiao Han didn't slack off anymore, and shouted wildly: "Everyone keep up." Sima An and Chu Tianshu protected the seven sons, and followed closely behind the three of them, Luo Beihong and Duan Xiliu protected Tu Yuxuan, Lou Yutong and Meng Wanxi, hiding from the firewood and grass stacks flying in the sky, and desperately moving forward.

In the blink of an eye, several disciples screamed and burned to death, turning into a pile of coke. Jiangdong Pavilion was on fire, Wang Junkuo went to the rescue, but it was also burned, and two Emei disciples rushed up from behind, desperately picking off the clothes of the two with both hands, and the two Emei disciples had scorched hands and slow movements, and were pressed into meat sauce by the firewood and grass stacks that fell from the sky.

The eyes of everyone in the valley were blood-red, and they didn't care about grief at this time, they just exchanged their lives for time, and there were fewer and fewer Emei disciples and Tianshan sect disciples, but everyone rushed straight out of more than 20 meters, seeing that there was still half a distance from the place where the gang was stationed, and the flames in front of them were soaring into the sky, like a fire refining hell.

Everyone was injured, and several people were so smoky that they coughed so loudly that they couldn't see the road ahead, and they stepped into the fire by mistake, turning into dust in front of everyone.

The firewood and grass stacks continued to fall, Sima An monkeys generally jumped to dodge, although the seven sons were small, they were small and flexible, although they were all scorched black, but there was no big problem. Chu Tianshu's body was full of holes, and it burned a wonderful thief to the point of screaming.

Luo Beihong desperately protected Tu Yuxuan and Meng Wanxi, and the two of them had nothing to do except being burned by the sparks and burning a large piece of green silk. Luo Beihong was almost burned to death, his left arm was bruised by a pile of firewood and straw, and a large piece of flesh and blood flowed non-stop.

Tu Yuxuan took out a silk handkerchief to help him bandage it, and saw that his back was blackened in several places, and he was so distressed that tears flowed. Duan Xiliu protected Lou Yutong tightly, and he was also burned in several places all over his body. Duan Xiliu was very strong and didn't say a word. Lou Yutonghua's face was pale, silent, but his hands unconsciously grabbed his arm.

Duan Xiliu smiled miserably and said in a deep voice: "Miss Lou hates me, but it's a pity that we have to die together today, I'm really sorry." Lou Yutong was silent, tears flowed for a long time, and he shook his head again and again.

At this time, the firewood and straw stacks were finished, and the fire was more fierce than before. Everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, and the burned disciples screamed loudly, and the voices they made were not human.

Chai Xinyue was terrified, and she was next to Xiao Han. Xiao Han pulled her with his left hand and followed behind Murong Qiuyu. Murong Qiuyu had no idea in the face of the fire, but desperately beat out the sparks that fell beside him, desperately protecting Xiao Han and Chai Xinyue to break out.

Jiang Dongge and Wang Junkuo's whole bodies were almost naked except for the white cloth wrapped around their waists, and the flames roasted the two of them all pink, and it was estimated that they would be cooked if they were roasted again. The two of them were blind-eyed, and with the remnants of more than a dozen disciples, they no longer cared about life and death, and almost frantically brandished their swords to open the way for everyone.

Murong Qiuyu's body was also burned by Mars, and dozens of centipede spiders and other poisons of all sizes rushed out, and these poisons were so smoked by the fire that they couldn't stand it, and they escaped from her one after another, and they were engulfed in the fire in the blink of an eye. Murong Qiuyu panicked, and the corners of his clothes were burned. Xiao Han kept following her closely, hurriedly let go of Chai Xinyue's hand, jumped up and hugged her feet, and desperately tried his best to extinguish the fire with his hands.

Chai Xinyue looked at him blankly, Murong Qiuyu was also stunned, and when she saw that the sparks were extinguished, she pulled Xiao Han up. saw that his hands were charred black, and the little finger of his left hand was burned off, revealing the bright red flesh inside. Murong Qiuyu sighed lightly: "What a fool. ”

Xiao Han smiled bitterly: "I still have to rely on you to protect me, you can't get hurt." Chai Xinyue's eyes were complicated, and she said hurriedly: "Hurry up." ”

At this time, the disciples of Jiangdong Pavilion and Wang Junkuo were all dead and wounded, and only three or four people were still struggling to support them. The two of them had deep skills, and they were also burned to the core, and Xiao Han saw that they had to be burned alive when he saw that they could hold on any longer. Immediately turned his head to Luo Beihong and Duan Xiliu and said, "Quickly help them down." ”

After Lin Junshen was in charge, he was also burned enough, and seeing Wang Junkuo and Jiangdong Pavilion retreating, he immediately swung his sword and rushed forward. Meng Wanxi was stunned for a moment, his face tightened, and he took out his sword and rushed over.

The two clung to each other, desperately slashing at the flames in front of them. Luo Beihong and Duan Xiliu rescued the two and pounced. The four of them worked together to finally cut out a path, Murong Qiuyu did not hesitate, pulled Xiao Han with one hand, Xiao Han pulled Chai Xinyue again, the three of them used light skills, and rushed out of the fire circle with a few ups and downs.

There was a stream outside, and Murong Qiuyu jumped out of the circle with the two of them, breathing a sigh of relief. But he saw that everyone fled in embarrassment and fell to the ground one by one.

Two of the disciples were so burned by the fire that they rushed out of the fire and jumped into the stream. Xiao Han shouted, "Come out quickly." As soon as the words fell, several screams were heard, and the two disciples were killed instantly. But it turned out to be hot into the body, excited by cold water, imbalance inside and outside, and lost his life in vain.

Everyone sat on the ground, their bones were soft and weak, and they couldn't get up for a long time. Xiao Han ordered Chai Xinyue to count the number of people, and in less than half an hour, all the disciples of the three sects were burned to death except for seven disciples. This is naturally due to the fact that they are responsible for clearing the roads, and if they don't do everything to clear the way, regardless of life and death, everyone would die.

The rest of the people were all wounded, but their lives were not affected. It's just that Jiang Dongge and Wang Junkuo were too seriously injured and almost fell into a coma, which made Luo Beihong, Duan Xiliu, and Lin Junshen so anxious that their eyes were blood-red and tears flowed down their faces.

Tu Yuxuan, Lou Yutong, and Meng Wanxi were disheveled, but they didn't care about their external image, and sat on the ground panting.

Sima An and Chu Tianshu rushed out with all the beards and tails of the seven sons, except for the two who were burned, none of the seven sons were injured, which made Xiao Han very pleased.

Everyone was already carrying a kettle, and the fire had already been dried up. The seventh son took the jugs of water from the people, went to the brook to pour water, and delivered them to the people.

Xiao Han drank a few sips of water, relieved himself a little, and said in a hoarse voice: "Return to the stone hall, and the enemy will come down immediately." ”

Chai Xinyue looked up at the sky, shook her head and said, "They thought we were burned to death and wouldn't come down for a while." Xiao Han looked at everyone and said in a trance: "Enter the stone hall, senior Sima, senior brother Lin, you are responsible for guarding." The crowd responded. Murong Qiuyu helped Xiao Han up, Chai Xinyue followed forward to help, and everyone followed behind, slowly entering the stone hall.

Xiao Han sat on the chair, looked at the depressed people, and sighed: "Xiao Han is incompetent, and it affects you. Everyone was silent, lying on the table one by one, enduring the severe pain.

Jiang Dongge and Wang Junkuo were a little better than just now, and the two of them applied two special medicines respectively, drank some water, and barely struggled to sit on the chairs. Tu Yuxuan and the others shrank in a corner, ashamed, and the clothes on their bodies could no longer cover their bodies, revealing their snow-white lower abdomen and shoulders.

Life and death are at stake, but no one cares about them. Duan Xiliu and Luo Beihong searched the station for a long time, and finally found a few curtains and sharpened them with swords to cover them.

Murong Qiuyu is fine, but he has lost the poisonous insect and is a little lost. She sat quietly beside Xiao Han and said softly, "How do they know that we are down there?" Xiao Han was startled and said angrily: "Mole?" Murong Qiuyu nodded silently.

Chai Xinyue said strangely: "What kind of traitor?" Xiao Han said inconveniently, and said in a deep voice: "There must be an enemy who will find out that we are here, so they followed." ”

Meng Wanxi gasped and said, "You take so many people to run around Jiuhua Mountain, even a fool can know where you are, and you still need a traitor?"

This is reasonable, Xiao Han smiled bitterly, looked at Murong Qiuyu and said: "The plan for today is to get out of trouble, if the enemy guards on it, we will take the secret road again is tantamount to looking for death, what do you see?"