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The smoke in Wolong Village obstructs the eyes, the flames are ethereal, and the tongue of fire shuttles freely between the bamboo forest and the house, trying to turn everything into nothingness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ?? ．?? `

Xue Shuxuan looked around, Juejiang Yiyan had disappeared into the fire, as if he had never appeared, and the coldness on his body began to intensify, as if his soul had withdrawn from **, and he had a long talk with death.

He clenched his fists in pain, his tense nerves tightened his grip tighter and tighter, and he could clearly hear the sound of his finger bones piercing into his skin, mixed with the beep of the bamboo forest, as if it was a gorgeous music from hell, interpreting the death and life of the troubled times!

Time passed very slowly, and Yu Guang subconsciously explored the battle armor on his body, but the rope that connected the battle armor had already been burned, and what Xue Shuxuan saw was the skin eroded by the heat flame, languishing and scorched......

He just woke up to the fact that there were no children holding the box in the fire, nor were there dense scavenging larvae, everything stemmed from his inner fear and invariably visual and auditory hallucinations, and Feng Dao's purpose was to lure himself into the fire step by step, and this pain was definitely not gnawed by corpse insects, it should be caused by the burning of flames.

He froze in the boiling water, his eyes numb, but he still had doubts and was about to move, and said secretly in his heart: "This is the first time that the old man has been lying on the battlefield? This fire in the courtyard will definitely turn the old man into ashes, but ...... It's just that the old man will die in the fire sooner or later, why does Feng Dao have to do more? No matter what, being able to leave the old man's ashes in the fertile soil of Daliang can be regarded as karma, not to mention that Wolongzhuang is still an excellent yin house!"

Thinking of this, Xue Shuxuan smiled, but his scorched skin could not show any expression, nor could he feel the slightest pain, he was calmly waiting for death, and his mind became extremely clear.

Suddenly, the yin wind roared, and the powerful vortex overwhelmingly led the flames away, gathering towards the eight giant rock dragons, and the fire tide receded and erased the pickled marks in the village, and instantly took on a new look for the yin house.

Ten thousand points of dust flutter with the wind, as if struggling and wailing, they can have pain, but they can have consciousness? The fire in Wolongzhuang is extinguished, only in an instant, like a dream of Nanke, like the surge and passing of life!

Xue Shuxuan's breath was weak, his body was already half flesh and half bones, and he didn't look like a human at all, he suddenly remembered Jiang Yiyan's mouth, "Everything is impermanent, and there must be extinction in life" and sighed in his heart: "It turns out that Feng Dao has premeditated, he knows that Wolongzhuang is inviolable, so he caused the old man to burn himself here and bury him in his own hands, it's ridiculous to think about it! Feng Dao, Feng Dao, is worthy of being the Five Uniques of the Central Plains, and the old man is so defeated!"

Wolongzhuang leaves turned into ashes, whirlpooling on the hot water, Xue Shuxuan was so stunned that he looked at the starlight that was faintly leaking in the air, and still couldn't close his eyes......

There was a boiling in the Wangsoul Cliff a hundred steps away from Wolong Peak, Zhu Youzhen withdrew his golden helmet, but seeing that the fire had plummeted, the Nine Heavens instantly returned to the dead silence of the past, his sword eyebrows were deeply locked, and he was puzzled: "Where is the demon wind blowing, this ...... How does this fire ...... How do you say retreat, retreat?"

Zhang Yichen trembled and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and admonished: "No matter how unfathomable the divine appearance is, it is still a mortal fetus, how can it not die? The so-called life wants to see people and corpses, and the Shence army does not carry Feng Dao's dog head to return to the court, how can he face the saint? The villain thinks that as long as he finds a sharp spear and iron rope and shoots it with a bow and crossbow, he is not afraid that the sergeant will not be able to go up to Wolong Peak, and when the time comes, he will ......find something to find out."

Zhang Yichen's voice did not fall, but he saw that the eight dragons suddenly opened their bloody mouths, with sharp teeth in their mouths, and they were hanging mottled filth, wanting to tear the sky and sweep away the heavenly river!

The mountain began to vibrate violently with the low groan of the ink dragon, as if the mountains were broken at the waist, and before everyone could react, suddenly the yin wind accompanied by flames erupted from the middle pole of the dragon's mouth, like a red streamer, connecting the nine lonely peaks. ．?`?

The fire was accompanied by a violent wind, and the waves hit his face like a stormy wave, Zhu Youzhen's eyes widened, and he didn't expect that the disappeared fire would erupt from the giant rock dragon again...... Help me!"

His handsome face was pale, and he was already a hero, and he squatted down with his head in his hands, and the golden helmet took off his hand, and accidentally rolled down the cliff with the vibration of the mountain.

Zhang Yichen followed Xue Shuxuan from birth to death, he had never seen any battles, but such a strange place as the Nine Heavens was also rare in his life, although he was a greedy person who was afraid of death, but he knew the way to survive, so the closer he was to King Jun, the safer he was, so he threw himself on Zhu Youzhen's side and shouted: "Protect the prince!"

Everyone was frightened but still regarded death as home, and suddenly saw King Jun curled up on the ground, and the Shence Army immediately came back to his senses, this is the mission of the soldiers, and he surrounded Zhu Youzhen in the center with his body as a shield, and he actually blocked the monstrous flames alive.

Although the huge jet force pushed everyone into the abyss, the Shence Army still stood in front of King Jun in a steady stream, and if one person fell, he would make up for another person, even if the whole body was on fire, it still did not move, like a silent monument, guarding the only faith!

Zhu Youzhen's mouth opened slightly, he didn't dare to raise his head, his ears were full of wind, roars and trembling sounds, he could clearly feel the scorching temperature, he was so frightened that he took in more air than he breathed, and the smoke squeezed in from the gap in the Shence Army, choking Zhu Youzhen coughing again and again.

Zhang Yichen followed Zhu Youzhen to pant frequently, feeling suffocated in his chest, as if there was an invisible heat wave that wanted to break through the muscles and bones, explode and die, and then said in a trembling voice: "Wang...... The prince must not breathe, the smoke may have residual poison, and this place is extremely biased, don't move, fall off the cliff and have a life?"

The war horse on the side was engulfed by the fire snake, and rampage between the plank roads, the soldiers could not dodge, and the people who fell off the cliff were countless. Although the Eight Directions Divine Commander is an iron-blooded man, how can he not be painless under the baptism of the flames? I can only hear the wails of the soldiers and the neighing of the war horses, as if chasing the soul with a terrifying afterglow!

After a while, everyone fell to the ground, Zhu Youzhen deliberately avoided the corpses of the soldiers and slowly got up, watching in astonishment as the peaks fell into the sea of fire, which was several times larger than the fire in Wolongzhuang, his eyes were blood-red from the heat wave, and he couldn't help but question himself, "Is this ...... Why is that?"

Seeing that the smoke and the twilight blended into one, and the firelight could not erase it, Zhu Youzhen heard the familiar local sound, thinking about the simple eyes of each soldier looking at him when he came, he was heartbroken and sighed: "Why...... Why do you want to put everyone's life and death in my hands, how can this king be virtuous?"

"Lord Wang, please look, the fire of the charred corpse is increasing instead of decreasing, and there must be foreign objects on its battle armor!" Zhang Yichen stretched out his hand and groped on the surface of the corpse, and put his finger to the end of his nose to sniff gently, only to feel a thick rancid smell filling the end of his nose, making him frown, "How is it possible...... This...... Is this corpse oil?"