When Gu Xia heard Jiang Hanyue's words, anger flashed from his heart, and he began to quickly search for anything in his things that could help break the flame.

These conversations and mental changes outside the room seemed to take a long time, but in fact they were completed in a few seconds. At this time, the flowers of flames in the room were still falling lightly, because they were too dense, blocking the sight of the three people outside the room.

Just when Gu Ya selected a small bowl and was about to take it out, the flames suddenly dissipated in the sky like heavy snow, revealing the two people who were covered.

At the moment when the flame exploded and fell, Lu Xingshen subconsciously held Fang Lingfei in his arms, and under the shadow of his body, he used his body to cover the flame flower.

In Fang Lingfei's eyes, the accident happened in an instant, and the world was spinning. He was strictly protected by this person with his body.

Through the outline of Lu Xingshen's body, he saw dense and beautiful sparks falling, one after another, stunning and terrifying.

Great fear seized his heart suddenly, and the time was infinitely stretched at that moment, which seemed to be long enough for him to count the eyelashes on those quiet and focused eyes.

Two kinds of fears suddenly arose in his heart, one was about flames.It is a natural fear that ants have for the power that can destroy life. As long as they are alive, they will never be able to restrain their fear.Just like an elk faces a tiger's maw, a gray rabbit looks up at a goshawk's claws, and a small boat faces a sea storm.

Irresistible, irresistible.

As long as life does not transcend the level of ordinary people, it will tremble uncontrollably.

There is great terror between life and death.

However, another horror that Fang Lingfei fears more than life and death is that he realizes that he is being covered by Lu Xingchen under his body.

If the flames fall, if the flames are going to burn something, it must be the first to sink from Lu Xing.

At this moment, he forgot that the fire was caused by Lu Xingchen himself. He just wanted to choke the neck of the person on him, and use anger and fear to put the two of them out of position.

He broke through the overwhelming fear, and choked out a sentence from his throat: "Lu, Xing, Shen, Xing Shen!"

The fire rain fell on Lu Xingchen. Lu Xingchen saw the panic on Fang Lingfei's face, and wanted to tell him that it was okay, the flames would not hurt him, but the moment it touched Fang Lingfei's eyes, he was fixed in place by that gaze.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt the flame gradually disappear.

With some unknown dryness, he gently told Fang Lingfei: "It's okay, I won't get burned."

Fang Lingfei's voice was also very soft. He responded with an "um", but he did not get angry at this person's effort when Lu Xingshen focused on protecting him behind him like in the past.

Number 1 asked softly: [Host.what's wrong with you 】

It took Fang Lingfei a few seconds to answer it: [... nothing. 】

No. 1 recalled the expression of the host after Destiny's Child fell from the tree in the middle of the cliff that night, guessed his psychology at this time, and comforted him: [Destiny's Child will be fine. 】

Fang Lingfei suddenly asked: 【Why did I get angry and panic in the past? 】

Following his words, No. 1 asked: [Why? 】

Fang Lingfei stopped answering.

Lu Xingshen thought that he was frightened by the flames, so he gently parted the hair that fell on his eyes, and said to him calmly but gently and comfortingly: "Don't worry."

Two voices outside the door sounded at the same time as his words, and Lu Xingshen turned his head suddenly.

"Brother!" With joy, it was Gu Ya's voice.

But what attracted Lu Xingchen's attention was not this voice, but another voice, full of doubts, puzzlement, and shock, like cold water dripping on a glacier, reminiscent of the sound of a boundless death.

The voice said: "You should be burned to death, why are you still alive?"

Lu Xingshen didn't get angry, he just calmly obeyed the sudden displeasure and arrogance from the heart, and said to him: "In this world, there is no flame that can lick the hem of my clothes."

Lu Xingshen would not have said such arrogant and flamboyant words, but it is like a wise man being questioned about his wisdom, a king being questioned about his authority, and a brave man being questioned about his force. With a childlike arrogant and naive heart, he spoke naturally, and said so to the person in Taoist robe opposite him.

Fang Lingfei suddenly patted Lu Xingchen's back with his hand, making a "pop", interrupting what Lu Xingchen was about to say.

His mind seemed to fade away, and the hostage Lu Baobao turned his head to look at him, his eyes were clear and bright, which reminded Fang Lingfei of the little flame that burned inside that night. In his feeling, Lu Xingshen's demeanor and temperament at this time were even in his eyes. The emotions revealed subtly coincided with the appearance of that night.

Pure clarity and a little childish.

People can't help but feel soft-hearted and soft-hearted.

But what should be said still needs to be said, in order to prevent this big baby who suddenly burst into the middle of the table from being slapped in the face more severely.

He said to Lu Xingshen: "You feel my hand."

Feel the other person's hand?

A question mark appeared on Lu Xingshen's head. He didn't know what this operation was for, but he subconsciously followed Fang Lingfei's words.

There was a feeling from the place where Fang Lingfei's palm met on his back. With his extremely sensitive perception now, he could almost clearly picture this hand in his mind.

The slender fingers, the graceful knuckles, the cool skin, and even the undetectable fine lines on the palms all came to mind one by one.

Lu Xingshen was a little dazed, the temperature was a little low, maybe he didn't wear enough clothes, he thought so.

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

He was wearing clothes, and the fabric wasn't too thin, so how could he feel the warmth of Fang Lingfei's palm, how could he have such a distinct feeling of skin contact?

I suddenly had some bad premonitions in my heart.

Lu Xingshen turned his head and saw that behind him, the place on his back that should have been wrapped in clothes was now empty.

When the wind blows, it's a little cool.

Apparently the clothes in those places were burned by his own flames.

Lu Xingshen: ...

What did he just say?

——In this world, there is no flame that can lick my clothes.

Yes, you can't lick his clothes, but you can burn his clothes directly.

Jiang Hanyue's face was cold and pale, not like a living person, but a mocking and slapstick smile appeared on the corner of her lips, she even put aside the surprise that the other party was not dead, and said: "No flame can lick To the corner of your clothes? The clothes are all burned, ugly."

"Heh." At the end, he added such a word.

Lu Xingshen: ...

Spontaneous anger emerged from his heart, like a peacock spreading its tail to show off its gorgeous tail feathers to the world, while someone boldly ridiculed its ass.

Lu is only five years old now. The baby suddenly feels very angry, and he is about to die of anger.

He felt that he deserved to have the brightest appearance and the most gorgeous feathers in the world, but now, this ugly and winking human dared to mock his burnt and ugly hem.

This feeling, to describe it, is like the memory immersed in his blood. A long time ago, the ancestors controlled the flames, but by chance, because it was still a young bird, it could not be fully controlled. Caused the feathers to be burned, and just—

A little bald.

But some people who don't know how to live or die dare to point at that piece and laugh at it.

At once,

really want,

One wing flaps across,

Burn that short-sighted one.

He raised his hand, sparks were already faintly visible in his eyes, and the moment they were about to condense into a small flame——

Lu Xingshen suddenly pulled out of that state of embarrassment and anger.

Gu Ya asked with concern: "Brother, how are you?"

It was only then that Lu Xingshen realized that as soon as he got out of that state, he subconsciously pinched the bridge of his nose with his hands to cover up the strange look in his eyes.

"It's nothing." After closing and opening his eyelids, Lu Xingchen seemed to have returned to normal.

Gu Ya felt relieved: "That's good."

Fang Lingfei also let go of his quietly frowning brows.

But Lu Xingshen knew that he hadn't completely escaped from that feeling.

There was still some anger left that was a mixture of embarrassment and arrogance that he suppressed in his heart.

It stands to reason that this involuntary emotional outburst should have aroused Lu Xingshen's vigilance, but for some reason, he just couldn't raise the heart of fear, as if he knew somehow that this was just a normal growth process, which was something he suppressed. Instinctive nature in the soul.

Instinct?

Thinking of this, Lu Xing paused, and one question mark after another couldn't help popping up in his head.

When he was in danger a few times before, his instinct didn't come out. When the flame burst out and the bird condensed, the flame didn't come out, but after being ridiculed for being ugly, it jumped out.

Lu Xingshen: ...So what kind of publicity is that ancestor of his monster clan?

Bird shape, peacock?sparrow?It can't be a mountain ****?

Not knowing that she walked around the edge of being grilled, Jiang Hanyue opened her mouth and continued to jump repeatedly on the edge of the grill: "Why didn't you die?"

Gu Xia's face turned cold: "Master Jiang, speak carefully!"

Lu Xingchen, who just caused a natural chain reaction to an ugly word, and even became angry and wanted to roast someone, didn't feel any anger at this curse-like sentence. He just tilted his head slightly and stared at it suspiciously. Looking at Jiang Hanyue's gray eyes: "Why should I die?"

Jiang Hanyue also seemed to be troubled by a great mystery, he said: "Because I saw your death, in the web of fate, you should have died."

Lu Xingshen didn't feel offended by the cold arc of his lips, but the little red in the depths of his pupils seemed to be flickering, turning towards gold.

His temperament is as calm as the moon hanging high, but those eyes are as hot as the sun and arrogant. The owner of these arrogant eyes said calmly and calmly: "I don't believe in fate."

The darkness is thicker, and there is a faint light in this thick darkness.

From Jiang Hanyue's eyes.

Those gray eyes were no longer like a frozen snow field at this time, they were covered with dense thin lines, and the thin lines merged into a mirror, from which Lu Xingchen saw his own face.

This scene was really weird and inexplicable. In this weird atmosphere, Jiang Hanyue said: "In 15 minutes, you will be pierced by sharp claws and die."

Fang Lingfei's expression turned completely cold. He didn't think this person could really see fate, he just felt that this person was cursing Lu Xingchen.

The ghosts and ghosts have all come out, so what's so strange about another person who can curse?

Fang Yingdi subconsciously looked for a weapon in his hand, intending to give this gray-robed man a shot, so that this mean-mouthed and vicious guy could fall in love with the earth.

Lu Xingshen stopped Fang Lingfei's movements.

He asked Jiang Hanyue: "Is this the future you see with your eyes?"

"Yes." Jiang Hanyue gave an affirmative answer after a moment of silence.

From Lu Xingshen's expression, he was sure that this person saw the abnormality of his eyes.It's not simply that he knows that his eyes are special, in fact, he has never concealed the specialness of his eyes.It's about actually seeing the mirror in your eyes.

He suddenly looked at Lu Xingchen, who is this person?

Is he really human?

Lu Xingshen didn't know what he was thinking, and repeated again: "I don't believe in fate."

Jiang Hanyue put aside that doubt, and the corners of her lips curled up in a pale and stiff sarcasm: "Ants can't feel fate at all, so they never believe that they are bugs in the web of fate."

Fang Lingfei felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, and Gu Ya's face was also full of coldness and anger.

Lu Xingshen said thoughtfully, "You said I would die in ten minutes or so."

Jiang Hanyue: "I was pierced by sharp claws and died."

"What if I'm not dead?" Lu Xingchen looked at him, as if he was talking about the daily weather or an anecdote, with a calm and calm demeanor, even with a subtle smile.

That little smile was light and joking.

Just like the nature of the blood instinct, it just sneers at the so-called fate that Jiang Hanyue saw.

But Lu Xingshen himself did not realize this.

Jiang Hanyue was taken aback. He had never met someone who was so calm after being sentenced by him. Even if there was, it was because of ignorance, but obviously, this person was not ignorant.

Lu Xing pondered and said: "You said that I will be watched by fate to die, but I don't think I will die. What's the point of arguing, why not add some bets?"

Jiang Hanyue's gray eyes were filled with interest. He had never seen such a deadly person who did not shy away from talking about his own death. The image of Lu Xingshen in his eyes was mysterious and special: "What bet?"

Lu Xingshen said firmly, "Your clothes."

"If you lose, take off your clothes to me!"

The author has something to say: Seven Tang was desperate for Calvin himself, so he posted it more than two hours late, and spit out a wisp of soul from his mouth.

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【small theater】

Jiang Hanyue: What bet does he want?Is it a treasure, a secret, or life?

Lu Xingshen: If you lose, give me your clothes.

Jiang Hanyue: ...Why did you choose this?

Lu Xingshen: Because I still hate you for laughing at me for burning my clothes, and most importantly, for making me ugly!

[Common cry from the same race: Anyone in this world who dares to mock our ugliness should accept the punishment of flames]

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