beg for chivalry

The Golden Crow walked slowly towards the sea of ​​flames, and the child relentlessly followed behind.Jin Wu glanced at him a few times, and finally turned around and scolded him:

"Go away, go to the side."

The two of them walked towards the place where the flames were soaring into the sky, the sky seemed to be cracked, and it was so red that it was bleeding.The child shrank to the back of his head, avoiding his sight, and said: "I don't, I want to follow you to find Lao Huangya and Wang Xiaoyuan."

"Then you can do whatever you want, anyway, I can't control you." Jinwu scolded him with a knife in his hand, "Little oil bottle."

"Bah, cripple! Crooked melon! Cyclops!" The child hid behind him and winked and shouted, but Jin Wu felt that turning around and hitting him would hurt his back wound, so he had to give up even though he was worried.But the scolding became more and more excessive, and miscellaneous words such as "I can't get my daughter-in-law's pimples" and "Put rice in a bucket" also came out.

Jin Wu's eyes flashed fiercely, now he was getting closer to the collapsed palace, he didn't care about the pain anymore, he turned around and clamped the child's mouth.The child stared and remained silent for a moment, then suddenly trembled.

"Why, finally you know you're afraid?" Jin Wu asked triumphantly.

The child's face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost.After Jin Wu let go of his mouth, he was out of breath and said:

"Ghost...ghost!"

Jinwu shivered suddenly.He had died and been born long ago, and his body responded before his mind.At that moment, he pulled out the broken blade from the ground, and a bright rainbow was drawn from the blade, just like the snow returning to the wind, and suddenly bumped into the sword blade that was coming from behind!While clanging, sparks burst out from the sword, illuminating the face of the visitor.

It was a scorched black face, terrifying, Ai Jigui's face was loosely covered, the lower half of the face was skinless, revealing two rows of white teeth, and a muffled laugh came from between:

"It's you, Jin Wu."

A pitch-black evil spirit blocks the road in front of your eyes.Jin Wu glanced over, sweating profusely.In front of him was Jin Yi, the leader of the Jinbu, and the battle of the Jinbu, who was full of swords.This is the most elite team in Houtianlou, and it is also the least like a nocturnal assassin whose whereabouts are erratic, but a murderous ghost that bleeds into rivers wherever it passes.

The scorched-skinned man sneered, "The landlord has an order to stop you. She really values ​​you and doesn't want you to die at her hands, so she wants us to collect your body."

The surrounding Jinbu assassins approached step by step. Although there were scorching waves of fire everywhere, there was a stern and murderous aura lingering around them, exuding a bone-chilling frost.Jin Wu glanced over, and saw that there were many people he was familiar with in this group of assassins. He had also waded through mountains of swords and rivers of blood with the assassins of the Jin Ministry, but now these colleagues who had a deep friendship all showed their sharp fangs to him.

Jin Wu smiled with cold sweat: "Does this mean that I want me to trample all of your corpses under my feet before I can kill her?"

Ai Jigui laughed: "Jin Wu, you are too overconfident, you never dare to fight me, don't you? Because I am much stronger than you! Although you are agile, you have not been able to sit on the top of the Jinbu. But now..." He looked behind Jinwu, his eyes full of pity, "You still have a fool, how can you fight us as hard as you can?"

The child huddled behind Jin Wu, curled up into a ball, seemed to be so frightened that his soul flew nine days away.Jin Wu glanced at him and said: "I don't recognize him, you kill him if you like."

In a short time, only a few jingling sounds were heard, and then a silver light flashed in mid-air, but suddenly stopped on top of the child's head.The Jinbu assassin held a sharp blade in his hand, and floated behind him, intending to chop the child's head, but a black chess piece flew over suddenly, and the blade was blocked.

Jin Yi looked at the Golden Crow, the Raksha Ghost held a chess piece between his fingers, his thumb was pressed between his two fingers, and he was sticking out behind him.His eyes were cold, as if frost and snow had spread under his eyes.

Ai Jigui seemed to have anticipated all this, and said with a smile, "You still saved someone."

"That's right, you kill as much as you want, and I save as much as you want, what's so strange?" Jin Wu laughed mockingly, but the next moment, he suddenly turned over and rolled on the ground.Suddenly a few sharp knives stabbed from an angle, Jin Wu hugged the child and dodged to avoid it, rolling ash all over his body.

A heavy shadow fell on his body, Jin Wu suddenly raised his head, but bumped into Jin Yi's terrifying face.The Aiji Ghost fell down like a heavy iron bell, causing his eardrums to be severely hurt by the whistling madness.Jin Yiyi's sword struck, piercing through his shoulder bone, trying to nail him to the ground!

The Raksha ghost let out a mournful cry, and he gradually felt the pain. At this time, not only was his body wounded, but even the poison of all kinds was wriggling in his internal organs.He pressed the edge of the sword tightly, trying not to let the point of the sword stab the child in his arms.

"You are no longer a ghost, Jin Wu." Jin Yi widened his eyes, staring at Luo Sha who was enduring the pain, "The evil ghost survived the knife mountain and iron tree, and can be resurrected thousands of times from the ashes! But now you are Individuals, only human beings can save others, and human beings will have birth, old age, sickness and death.”

Ai Jigui sighed as if feeling pity:

"And you are now... already in 'sickness', not far from 'death'."

It is as bright as daylight everywhere, and the wolf flames are galloping in the street, and the raging flames are like thousands of frantic troops, turning the places they pass into pitch black and scorched earth.Fleeing people filled the streets and alleys, and there were bustling and panicked faces everywhere.

"It's water—" "The evil spirits from Houtianlou are here to kill people!"

Suddenly a group of people rushed out of the alley, and the leader shouted: "Don't be afraid, let's help!" The people running in the street took a closer look, but saw that the group of people were dressed in rags, their faces covered with dust, and they looked like beggars. , The originally high mood suddenly fell down.

But these beggars were agile and agile, and soon they brought large tanks and pails of water from each house, poured them into the sea of ​​fire, and ran to the Jinjiang River to scoop up water and handed them over to the beggars. The fire soldiers who rushed over with water sacs sweating profusely.

This group of beggars were the disciples of Tianshanmen who came down from Mount Longwei, and Yu Jiachen directed the disciples who carried water and put out the fire, so busy that they were sweating profusely and burned out.Some of the disciples said worriedly: "Let's not rush to the Martial League Conference, is it okay?"

Yu Jiachen pondered for a moment, then nodded firmly and said, "It's important to save the people in front of you first, if the senior brother is here, he will never sit idly by and ignore those who are in trouble."

"But, but... the Houtian Tower caused many of our disciples to die tragically. If we don't stop them, I'm afraid that group of evil spirits will endanger more people..." Someone muttered.Yu Jiachen also felt that it was reasonable, and was embarrassed for a while, but after thinking for a while, he still said, "There are many seniors in the martial arts alliance who are dealing with Yasha, so don't panic for now. Let's just act as soon as possible."

At this time, in the sea of ​​flames, the heroes of the martial arts are confronting Yasha anxiously.

The heat wave was transpiring, and the scorching fire surrounded everyone.The woman stood on the scorched earth, wearing a spotless white dress.

The heroes looked at the woman in white and felt mixed emotions in their hearts.Wu Wugong sighed heavily, and said: "You...you are not a Yubai swordsman, are you?" Zuo Buzheng smiled: "I thought you would have noticed this a long time ago, but you are so stupid when you don't want to."

At this time, when everyone looked at the woman, they felt that she was young, but her eyes seemed to have the color of the twilight. In addition, everyone had already heard many rumors about her, so they didn't know whether to use her as a senior or not. She sees it as a junior.

Wu Wugong frowned, thinking to himself, could it be that what the black-clothed Rakshasa who was very similar to his nephew said was true, this person is Houtianlou Yasha?He couldn't help but think of the Raksha ghost looking at him with a smile, his blue eyes seemed to reveal a bit of cunning that he was familiar with, very much like the child he saw in Ningyuanhou's mansion ten years ago.

Mi Zhenzi lazily got up from the ground, stood listlessly, but seemed to see through Wu Wugong's thoughts, and said: "That's right, she is the master of Houtian, Yasha is not right."

When Abbot Lang Si saw the woman, he trembled all over his body. He clasped his hands together and shouted loudly: "I think so too! During the Thousand Monks Meeting, I have seen many Houtianlou assassins. But this female benefactor is even worse than them, she is a murderous devil!"

At this time, everyone stood in the hall, and the waves of flames surrounded the surroundings, and they were getting closer.If it weren't for the fact that all the people present are heroes of the world, with profound skills, they would have been scorched all over.

Wu Wugong said in a deep voice: "Yasha of Houtianlou, you have hidden so much black fire powder in the treasure hall and Tianfu, what do you want to do?" Zuo Buzheng laughed immediately: "I want to kill you."

All the heroes in Jianghu looked at each other, although they felt that the demon had always done treacherous things, and the reasons for this were very obvious, but when he thought of the sect disciple whose life and death were uncertain outside the sea of ​​fire, his blood surged, and he wished to tear this woman into pieces.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zuo Buzheng said relaxedly: "Now you are trapped by me in this sea of ​​flames, and I will kill you one by one in a short while, and your disciples outside also have Houtianlou assassins waiting for a rabbit, and they will all become dead souls under the sword .”

Hearing this, Wu Wugong felt furious, and unconsciously yelled, "What on earth are you trying to do!"

Before Yasha could open his mouth, just as the words fell, Abbot Langsi stepped forward suddenly, holding a treasured pestle in his hand, but in the form of a Tiantai fist, he shot seven killing moves at Yasha in the blink of an eye.This technique is called "Buddha's Appearance and Ghost Heart", the sharp pestle is only in a false posture, and the killing spirit is wrapped around the fists and feet.

But those seven punches seemed to be all in vain.Zuo Buzheng caught him like a flower, intercepting his fists and kicks in mid-air.Madam Hongzhu lifted the cloak, and with four or two strokes of a thousand catties, she turned the Tunri Clan's main spinning weight tied with long silk.Neng Liang yelled loudly, and threw his heavy body towards Yasha, but missed, his fat face hit the ground with cracks like spider webs, and he was extremely embarrassed.

For a moment, it seemed that no one could do anything to the woman, Yasha stood with folded hands, looking at everyone indifferently.

Zuo Buzheng had an extremely beautiful smile on his face, his red lips were slightly curved, as if stained with blood, he said:

"I want to destroy the Martial League. But now, everyone has become a turtle in the urn, and has entered the palm of my hand!"