Online game ancient martial arts master

As soon as the demons left, Chief Futian ran frantically towards the burning house and couldn't hold back anymore and shouted: "Save people! Save people quickly -"

The crowd quickly moved into action, putting out fires, treating the wounded, comforting frightened children, cleaning up corpses... they were extremely busy.

Ying Longxiao immediately joined the fire-fighting team. When he saw two children still trapped in the sea of ​​​​fire, they kept screaming in grief. Regardless of his safety, Ying Longxiao rushed into the sea of ​​​​fire, one on the left and the other on the right. A child was carried out under his arm.

At this time, he was horrified to find that the thatched cottage where Feng Ya lived was burning with fire.

Ying Longxiao's mind went blank for a moment, and he quickly rushed forward, shouting: "Feng Ya! Feng Ya!"

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

The entire thatched house was burned into a ball of fire, and the simple window turned into a chimney, black smoke billowing out. Through the black smoke, Feng Ya's clothes could be seen floating in the flames and turned into ashes.

Ying Longxiao lost his mind and wanted to rush into the sea of ​​fire again.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands held Ying Longxiao down from behind and pushed him to the ground. He screamed "Feng Ya" hoarsely and refused to let go.

And in less than two seconds, a sudden crackling sound was heard. The wooden frame supporting the thatched house broke and collapsed, burying everything in the fire.

"Feng Ya——" Ying Longxiao's hand stretched forward as hard as he could, trying desperately to grab something.

But Futian held him down, making it difficult for him to move, which also saved his life. Otherwise, the moment he rushed in, the thatched house would collapse and bury him together.

Ying Longxiao lay on the ground, grabbing the ground with his head, feeling extremely sad.

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from behind, "Big brother?"

Ying Longxiao was stunned on the spot. After Futian gradually let go of him, he stood up slowly and looked back, finally seeing a little girl with a blackened face, silver hair and cyan eyes.

"Feng Ya?" Ying Long Xiao's pupils trembled slightly.

Feng Ya also ran over and hugged him around his waist, sobbing, her face still in shock.

She has no parents or relatives, just like a fallen leaf drifting alone in the wind. She is timid, afraid of the dark, and easily sad. When she found Ying Long Xiao, she was as sad as a tearful person.

Ying Longxiao was very glad that Feng Ya was still alive. He wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he couldn't. His heart was still empty. Looking up, there were blood, broken houses and crying people everywhere.

Afterwards, Uncle Ma En counted the casualties, lowered his head and came back to report to Warden Futianhui: "Twenty-three people died, and eight others were seriously injured. They may not survive tonight."

Ying Longxiao was listening at the side and was also greatly shocked.

Futian endured the pain and said: "No matter what method we use, we must save them! No more deaths can be allowed."

"We don't have enough medicine anymore. The wise man in Quarantine No. 2 may have medicine in his hands, but he needs to exchange mana crystals. But the day to hand over the crystals is coming soon. Go now..." The more Ma En said, the more he couldn't bear it. Finally choked up.

Futian gritted his teeth and replied with one word, "Change!"

Although everyone had objections, they still obeyed Futian's order unconditionally.

At this moment, there is a layer of sadness hanging over the isolation area. The women are crying constantly, and the men are also shedding silent tears. They are all like eggplants beaten by frost, with their heads downcast.

Futian organized everyone to hold a mourning meeting for the deceased relatives and friends, and set off with Ma En carrying a bag of mana crystals.

Ying Long Xiao on the side was also called over.

He knew that he was going to the No. 2 Quarantine Zone to exchange mana crystals for healing potions.

He had never left the No. 3 quarantine area before. He only knew that there was a high wall built around the island, and the high wall was actually divided into four areas: southeast, southeast, and northwest. Among them, the No. 3 quarantine area was located in the east and No. 2 in the north. The quarantine areas are directly connected.

There are no mountains in the middle, and it only takes two kilometers to walk forward.

It was Ying Longxiao's first time here, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him. In the sparse grove, there were also three to four hundred crudely made earthen houses, home to thousands of people.

The visits of Futian, Ma En and Ying Longxiao aroused widespread heated discussion, especially Baochang Futian, who still enjoys the respect of many people even after he came here.

After a while, the news reached the ears of Xianbo, the security guard of the No. 2 quarantine area.

He is a white-haired, hunchbacked old man, holding a shiny black wooden stick in his hand. He walks unsteadily. Because he is the oldest and knows some medical skills and low-level magic, he is on the second floor. The quarantine area has a very high prestige and serves as the security guard.

In fact, looking at combat power alone, he only has 29 points, which is not as good as Futian, and even lower than several young people in the No. quarantine area.

When Uncle Xian saw Futian, he hurried over, leaning on his crutches so fast that he almost fell to the ground with excitement.

Futian also hurriedly stepped forward to support him. The two met like a pair of old friends who had been separated for many years, greeting each other non-stop, and at the same time they both lowered their heads in tacit agreement and lamented their ill-fated fate.

Uncle Xian didn't say much. He enthusiastically invited Futian, Ma En and Ying Longxiao into the house and entertained the three of them with wine and some simple food.

Facing Uncle Xian's warm hospitality, Futian seemed very preoccupied and couldn't lift his spirits at all.

Suddenly, he put down the bag on his shoulder and opened it, revealing the fluorescent mana crystal inside, which attracted the attention of everyone present. Even Uncle Xian couldn't help but open his eyes.

In the quarantine area, mana crystals are hard currency, so seeing a bag of mana crystals is the same as seeing a bag of gold.

Uncle Xian was shocked: "Brother Futian, what are you doing?"

Futian felt sad and said sadly: "Suanya brought people to our area to sweep it. Our people were injured and died. Now we urgently need your healing potion to go back and save lives. I will buy it from you at the previous price. A total of Eight bottles.”

"This..." Uncle Xian sighed in a low voice and said, "To tell you the truth, brother Futian, our place has also been raided, and many people have been killed and injured. There are not so many potions to sell to you now."

Futian was suddenly startled and almost stood up. After being stunned for a long time, he endured his grief and sat back slowly.

"Then how many more do you have?" Futian asked cautiously, fearing that his voice would be too loud, which would affect the production of the healing potion.

"Six bottles."

Xianbo waved to a strong man behind him and asked him to fetch a bag, and then opened it in front of Futian, revealing six bottles of healing potions in bamboo tubes.

Futian felt heavy and had no choice but to signal Uncle Ma En to take out 75% of the mana crystals and trade them.

Uncle Ma En understood what he meant, and he lowered his head in pain and began to divide the crystals.

Seeing this, Uncle Xian looked at the 25% of the mana crystal that had been taken away with distress, and swallowed: "Brother Futian, can... can you give me more? Our share this month is still quite short, you We also know that there are not many young people in our district.”

Futian was stunned for a while, but he saw Uncle Ma En's eyes full of determination, which seemed to be beating his heart silently.

Futian said helplessly: "Uncle Xian, I'm really sorry. We're not having a good time these days, and we were overcharged by 20% of our share. If I hadn't been in a hurry to save my life, I wouldn't have taken the risk and traded this crystal."

After saying that, both parties fell into grief and silence at the same time, and both kept sighing.

Suddenly, just as the transaction was about to be completed, a young man wearing a red scarf and fish scale armor opened the door curtain and barged in.

He carries a very eye-catching red sword on his back, and he is menacing. The system shows that his name is "Ferocious Heart", with a level 6 and 34 combat power. The panel looks no different from the people around him, and there is no occupation display. Only the aura and name indicate that he is a player.

Not only that, but behind him were more than a dozen young people of similar age, both men and women, standing together in a carefree manner, which looked very oppressive.

As soon as Fei Xin Feiyang came in, he interrupted the transaction and said angrily: "No! You can't just sell this healing potion to them!"

When Ying Longxiao saw it was a player, he originally wanted to go up and say hello, but as soon as the other party came in, he gave them a blow and looked aggressive, which instantly caused his displeasure.

He also became disillusioned with the idea of ​​finding players.