The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Due to the wind wave that Gun set off fueled the storm, almost half of Linyi was burned in this catastrophe.The monks who had just come to the meeting fled in all directions with their swords in haste, but the flames kept pressing behind them, chasing after them. Countless monks who were exhausted were defeated in the battle with the flames, and their lives were swallowed .

They flew through the villages and towns near the Confucianism Gate in Shangxiu Realm along the way. Those people didn't know what happened. Escaping the molten fire?

"father!"

"Daddy—Daddy!"

Everywhere they passed was full of crying and shouting. Xue Zhengyong and others had expanded their weapons to the maximum, and they were full of people from the Upper Cultivation Realm who had been pulled up.

Mrs. Wang kept comforting her: "Don't cry, don't cry, sit inside, be careful, hold each other, don't fall..."

However, if the iron fan is further expanded, it can only get so big. There are so many people in the towns passing by, and it is impossible to save them. As soon as he exerted force, the iron fan couldn't bear it, and it shook violently. He had no choice but to let go, and watched helplessly as the tear-stained, hope-filled face was instantly thrown away below.

Rao is a tough guy with strong bones, and he couldn't help crying: "Why? Why? If a person has been wronged, do you need so many innocent people to be buried for him?" Xue Zhengyi couldn't help choking, tears rolling down And Luo, "Isn't the world chaotic enough? People who died in vain... Isn't there enough..."

Mrs. Wang's eyes were also red, and she hugged the two rescued children tightly from left to right. The parents of the two children put them behind the iron fan, but they couldn't come up in time, and they were finally swallowed by the fire. The children kept crying , Mrs. Wang hugged them and kept stroking their hair, trying to comfort them, but she didn't know what to say.

She looked back, there were a dozen monks following them, many of them had been caught up by the flames, and some fled in other directions from the beginning, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran were not here, she With tears in his eyes, he silently prayed for the safety of these two people in his heart.

Not far away, Xue Meng, who was still unconscious, was hugged by Jiang Xi. The firelight shone on his well-featured face. Jiang Xi's gorgeous saber was not good at bearing weight, and it buzzed under his feet.

Jiang Xi glared at Xue Meng in disgust. He had thought of throwing this kid down and burning him several times, but when he saw Mrs. Wang's pleading eyes on the iron fan, he still had a gloomy face and pursed his lips. Did not let go.

Xue Zhengyi was crying, and wanted to pull a younger child who might be able to carry it, but although he wanted to, the iron fan was powerless.

When he let go of a hand he had already held, Xue Zhengyi almost collapsed. He knelt there, curled up, and his heart was broken because of his meager strength... But at this moment, a silver-red streamer flashed , Jiang Xi waved his hand, with a flash of light in his sleeve, and lifted the girl Xue Zhengyi couldn't bear anymore to his sword.

The humming sound of the beautiful and bright long sword Snow Phoenix became louder.

Jiang Xi didn't have a good temper, so he raised his leg and kicked it, and said sharply, "What are you shouting for? You have to be strong, just stand still for me, and wait for the fire to burn you."

Sure enough, Xuehuang stopped ringing, carrying Jiang Xi and the other two, and flew forward silently, but the slender sword hilt seemed to be really strenuous, as if it might break at any moment.

Jiang Xi flew to Xue Zhengyi's side, glanced at him with disgust, and cursed: "What is there to cry about, a man? Save as long as you can. If you can't save it, let it be. Why bother to put on airs."

Mrs. Wang: "Brother..."

"Why, I was wrong?" Jiang Xi sneered. Although he was extremely handsome, the curve of his mouth was mean and vicious, which made him seem extremely unkind. You have no power to restrain a chicken, and you can't even hold a sword yourself. If you leave your place, your husband, this hero who is full of life, can save one more person."

Mrs. Wang seemed to be stung, she suddenly lowered her face, slowly closed the curtain of eyelashes, and said nothing more.

In the opposite direction to them, in the distance, Mo Ran's long sword has also expanded to a large extent. In addition to Chu Wanning, it is also full of rescued ordinary people in the upper repair world.

Those people were trembling, tears streaming down their cheeks, and they looked blankly at their homes being engulfed in flames and razed to the ground.The flames reflected the crystal clear tears in their eyes, and they closed their eyes, weeping.

In such a dignified atmosphere, Mo Ran was silent and kept silent.Unlike Xue Zhengyi, he didn't do any unnecessary struggles, knowing that it was impossible to carry more people, so he stopped looking at the rushing past, crying and shaking the sky.

"There is the sea ahead." The eyebrows frowned slightly, "Master, where are we going?"

"Go to Feihua Island, can you hold on?"

Feihua Island is a small island in the Shang Xiujie closest to Linyi. Mo Ran nodded and said: "I can hold on, but I am not familiar with the East China Sea. It will take some effort to find it. Master, look at them Let them wake up, the sword is too crowded, if they fall asleep, they may fall."

Chu WanNing said: "Okay."

The ink burned Yujian for more than an hour. When the sea level rose with a thin light of the sun and the sun rose eastward, they broke through the clouds and saw a not-so-large ring-shaped island appearing on the sparkling blue sea.

Feihua Island is finally here.

Although this island is under the jurisdiction of the Confucian School, it is remote and sparsely populated. Most of them are scattered fishermen who depend on the sea for their livelihood, and there is only one big family.They all saw the fire at Confucianism Gate in Tianbian across the raging sea, and they felt anxious, not knowing what happened, so many residents looked around in the yard, afraid of a vision in the sky, and dared not fall asleep.

When dawn broke, the vision did not reach them, but a group of people carried a long sword and fell to the wet beach. The leader was a tall, handsome man with mottled splashes on his cheeks. Bloodstains, obviously experienced a fierce battle.

There are no monks on Feihua Island, but ordinary people live there, so when they see him, they are a little scared, not knowing whether he is good or evil, and why he came here.

"Oh, why are their faces so dark..."

Someone whispered, looking at the men, women and children behind Mo Ran.

"It seems to have escaped from the fire... Did it come from Linyi?"

A burly fisherman approached boldly and asked, "You...are you from the Confucian school?"

"The pinnacle of death and life." Mo Ran handed the child in his arms to Chu Wanning. The child was too young to support him. In order not to let him be squeezed, Mo Ran hugged him all the time on the way to Yujian , "Something happened to Confucianism, these... are the residents of Linyi, the robbery fire is too hot, and the sword's load is limited, it really can't save too many, I..."

He spoke halfway on his own, and when he looked up to see the dazed look of the fisherman, he realized that he had spoken too quickly.

How do these people from Feihua Island know what calamity fire is and how to control swordsmanship?

So he pursed his lips, and said in a warm voice, "I'm sorry, I'll talk to you later." He turned his head and glanced at the slumped, embarrassed crowd behind him, "Can you get them some food first?" and water?"

A child who had lost his parents was frightened, and slowly rubbed against Mo Ran's legs, stretching out his small hands and helplessly grabbing the corner of his robe.

Mo Ran lowered his head and looked down, touched his hair, and said to the fisherman: "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Most of the residents of Feihua Island are honest and kind, and soon someone brought tea and snacks for them to eat.Mo Ran briefly told the islanders the whole story, and those people couldn't close their mouths for a long time, staring blankly at the endless flames on the horizon.

"The Confucian School...is it all burned down?" Some people couldn't believe it.

"The head of Nangong passed away?"

Mo Ran said: "It's not the passing away, it's because Ling Chiguo was taken and taken to other places."

"What is Ling Chiguo?"

"that is……"

Chu Wanning stood by, watching Mo Ran slowly explain to the fishermen, but he did not step forward.

He looks a little unreasonable, and his brows and eyes are naturally stained with frost and snow. If he is asked to negotiate with the villagers, the result will not be better than Mo Ran.

In the arms, the sleeping child woke up, seeing a cold strange man holding him, he couldn't help but startled, and then burst into tears, not at all obedient when he was in Mo Ran's arms.

Chu Wanning glanced at Mo Ran, and saw that Mo Ran was still surrounded by villagers and couldn't escape, so he was a little at a loss, and habitually said to the child with a flat face: "Don't cry."

The child cried even louder at the top of his voice, and couldn't stop shouting: "Daddy, Mommy...I want Daddy, I want Mommy."

"Don't cry." Chu Wanning coaxed bluntly, "You, don't cry."

"Wow - Mommy... Mommy..."

Chu WanNing had no choice but to hold him with one hand, and wanted to lift up and touch his hair with the other hand. Unexpectedly, the child didn't want him to touch it at all. He tilted his head back, and a small red face was covered with tears and snot: "I want Mommy, I want Daddy, I want to go home..."

This is really helpless. Chu Wanning has never coaxed the child before, and he doesn't know what to say. He can't help but think about what he should say to comfort this little guy, but when he fell into deep thought, his brows unconsciously Wrinkled, the whole person is like water in a box, and the black iron is cold.

The child was crying uncomfortably. When he kicked and struggled, he couldn't help but see Chu Wanning's face, and he choked all of a sudden. He was so scared that he didn't say a word anymore. He just bit his lips, tears like broken beads, Fluttering and rolling down.

Chu Wanning suddenly thought of something, untied Qiankun bag with one hand, took out a glutinous rice candy from it, peeled off the candy paper, and handed it to him.

"..." With tears in his eyes, the child twitched funnyly, looked at Chu Wanning, and then at the candy in his hand.

His mother told him a lot of stories about coaxing children to obey since he was a child. Among them, there are many vicious and terrifying monks who want to drug the disobedient children into unconsciousness and arrest them to make elixir.

The child stared at him silently with tears in his eyes, suddenly terrified.

Chu Wanning didn't know what the other party meant, and stared back at the child in a daze, holding the glutinous rice candy in his hand.

He has phoenix eyes, the kernels of the eyes are slightly turned up, and the tails of the eyes are slender. Although this kind of eyes are beautiful, when they are not smiling, they have a arrogant and judgmental attitude. Even if they are smiling, these eyes will add a bit to him Wild as a rose thorn, full of provocation and arrogance.

But not everyone can bear this arrogance, so although Chu Wanning's face is handsome, he is not born to be liked by strangers.

Not to please children.

"Eat." When he was on the sword, he saw Mo Ran appease a few little guys with candies.He did the same, but he didn't understand why it didn't work.

The child pursed his lips, hesitated, trembled, and then slowly shook his head.

...he doesn't want to be made into a elixir...

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, the child endured it to the limit, and burst into tears in fear, crying so heart-piercingly that the mountains shook, causing the surrounding people to look sideways.

Chu Wanning didn't react, still holding the glutinous rice candy blankly, and whispered: "...it's very sweet."

What he wanted to say was that candy is sweet, but the child also connected the "you" that he said halfway before, and it became "you are very sweet". After thinking about it in his little head, he felt that this Taoist He was definitely going to use himself to make alchemy, and he wanted to make himself into a very sweet elixir, but he was so frightened that he wailed loudly, the cry was extremely ferocious.

Chu WanNing froze: "..."

The author has something to say:

Resuming the small theater today~

"Three Wild Guides"

Meat Bun: Hello everyone, welcome to Feihua Island in the confession copy, and let our field guide Xue Mengmeng announce the precautions and warm reminders of this attraction~

Xue Mengmeng: You are the fucking field guide.

Meat Bun: Because tour guide Xue insulted the referee, he was fined to attend. Please No. 2 field guide, Mr. Chu Wanning, announce the precautions and warm reminders of this attraction.

Chu Wanning: I refuse to confess.

Meat Bun: Because tour guide Chu did not cooperate with the referee, he was fined to attend. Mr. Mo Ran, the No. 3 wild guide, would like to announce the precautions and warm reminders of this attraction.

Mo Ran: Although it is a copy of the confession, it will not confess it immediately. If you are impatient, you can read it for a few days first~haha~ I know that some friends think that I got a big deal, and I think so too. Roubao said he would not give it to me Let’s start with the knife first, because following the outline of the plot, you can’t stop once the knife is fired. The decisive battle scroll is full of knives, so before the decisive battle scroll is ushered in, let’s hit some candy that will never turn back.