However, countless corpses have long been burned into black coal in the sea of flames, how could he find them
"No, no, Master, where are you, Master!"
He gritted his teeth and insisted, with blood on his hands, and his miserable appearance, which made people feel sad and infected by him.
Suddenly, a hand that did not match the current hell-like scene slowly fell on Ye Chuyang's shoulder. Ye Chuyang paused, and the camera slowly unfolded with his gaze. A long robe was like snow, with black hair, like a man walking out of the painting, looking at him plainly.
"who are you?"
"behavior."
The corner of the man's lips smiled, and his eyes seemed to flash with a compassionate light. Ye Chuyang stared at him vigilantly, "Why are you here?"
"Entrusted by others."
"who's that person?"
"Xuan Lie."
"My master?"
"Exactly."
Between questioning and answering, Xingzhan bent over, stretched out his hand and handed it to him, "Get up, this is the end of the matter, sorrow."
"My master and brothers..." Knowing that the other party is not an enemy, but an old acquaintance with the master, Ye Chuyang felt sad.
Without a word, he pulled him up, not caring that the blood on his hands stained his clothes, "Come with me."
He stroked his sleeves and went straight through the sea of fire. At that moment, the sea of fire rose to a height of ten feet, as if to engulf him. Ye Chuyang widened his eyes in surprise, and looked at the man who could no longer see the figure, "Um, are you, are you still alive?!"
"Naturally live."
A cold and flat voice came into his ears, Ye Chuyang moved his throat up and down, gritted his teeth, and walked into the fire.
"what… "
The flames rushed to him all of a sudden, and the hot feeling rushed to his face. He felt that he was about to melt, and exclaimed. Then I realized that I was unscathed, this—
It's amazing, who is that man
He followed quickly, only to find that the man was clearly walking like a leisurely garden, walking calmly, but he could never catch up with him. His white robe flew in the flames, as if to merge with the flames, Ye Chuyang couldn't help but asked aloud: "Are you a god?!"
Are you a god
The line stopped shaking his head, smiled without saying a word, but quickened his pace.
"Hey, wait..."
Ye Chuyang was anxious and chased after him quickly.
The picture changed, and he walked to the already burnt hall of the head, and took out something from the secret compartment under the head of the head.
The box opened slowly, the light was dazzling, Ye Chuyang suddenly blocked his eyes, only feeling that his eyes were sore. When the light disappeared, he looked up. The man held a plain epee in his hand, as if covered with dust, covering the color of the epee itself.
"what is this… "
"sword."
"What sword?"
"The Sword of the Sovereign.
After questioning and answering, Ye Chuyang frowned, "I have never heard that the master has a sword."
"The sword will also choose the master."
He smiled lightly, just tossed it, "Take it."
"I… "
Ye Chuyang hurriedly caught it, but was suddenly crushed to the ground by the weight of his hand, "Why is this sword so heavy!"
"When it really recognizes you as the master, it won't feel heavy, so go down the mountain." The line stopped waving his sleeves, "The kindness has been paid back. If it is destined, I will see you later and leave."
"Hey, you, who are you!" Ye Chuyang stumbled after him holding the sword, and asked in a loud voice.
"behavior."