A figure stood at the foot of the mountain, shirtless.
There are streaks of flames on his body, which are so lifelike that you can see them beating.
A head of black hair hangs loose behind him. Although the color is jet-black, it looks like a flame from a distance.
There were also flame streaks on this person's face, and there seemed to be flames flickering in his eyes.
However, Lan Wenyan, who was close to here, still recognized that this strange-looking boy in front of him was Ye Jing who disappeared in Zhenlongyuan that day.
Although the face is covered with flame patterns, the facial features are still recognizable.
Lan Wenyan was a little uncertain, and asked tentatively, "Is it Ye Jing, Junior Brother Ye?"
The other party turned his head, his eyes were fiery and touching, but he still nodded: "Yes, it's me."
Lan Wenyan asked curiously: "Before in Zhenlongyuan, you..."
Hearing Zhen Longyuan's name, obvious anger appeared in Ye Jing's eyes, and his expression became cold and stern: "I am destined to die, so I didn't die."
"Anyway, as long as it's okay." Lan Wenyan breathed a sigh of relief: "Everyone is worried about you, but Senior Brother Yan said that you are auspicious and you can turn bad luck into good luck. Now it seems that Senior Brother Yan is really right..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a shout.
"Yan Zhaoge!" Ye Jing's eyes were about to burst into flames, "If it wasn't for him, how could I be in such a catastrophe!"
"From the very beginning, he has no good intentions and wants to kill me!"
"But my life is hard, I am not dead, and I still improve my cultivation base, I am afraid I will disappoint him." Ye Jing gritted his teeth: "It is not a gentleman not to take revenge. I will settle this account with him sooner or later!"
Lan Wenyan frowned when he heard this, "Junior Brother Ye, calm down. I also heard about what happened that day later. Brother Yan's inner crystal furnace fell into the abyss, and it exploded and injured you. It was an accident."
Ye Jing snorted coldly: "You are the roundworm in his stomach, you know what he thinks? How can you believe what he says?"
"The Great Grandmaster Chiling Banner Master originally came to trouble him, but he used the fire to let me block the disaster for him. Everything was planned by him!"
"Just a mere low-grade treasure soldier, and you have been deceived by your darling, making you help him like this?"
Hearing what he said, Lan Wenyan became a little annoyed: "You were the one who took the initiative to snatch Senior Brother Yan's real fire, or else Grandmaster would beat you? Do you really think you are someone?"
"You survived a catastrophe, and your emotions are inevitably agitated. I don't blame you, but that doesn't mean you can talk nonsense."
He looked Ye Jing up and down, and shook his head: "I believe what Brother Yan said! Why did you believe it? You had already fallen into the abyss at that time, and you were close to death. Why did Brother Yan throw his inner crystal furnace down?"
"What's more, how rare is the inner crystal furnace? Brother Yan destroyed his own inner crystal furnace just to kill you? Which one is more precious, the legendary inner crystal furnace, or you, a martial artist who is not even a master?"
"Whether it's me or you, or anyone who came into Longyuan Town with him, Senior Brother Yan really wants to kill, let alone slap him to death, we may not be able to take it easy, he needs to destroy himself inner crystal furnace?"
The other party's words made Ye Jing instantly recall Yan Zhaoge's indifferent attitude towards him.
The desperation, anger and hatred in Zhenlongyuan at the beginning couldn't help but escalate, almost burning Ye Jing's reason.
Ye Jing's eyes were as red as fire: "Is a low-grade treasure soldier raising you all like Yan Zhaoge's dogs?"
"Then I'll hit the dog first, and then the master!"
With a roar, he soared into the air and rushed towards Lan Wenyan!
Lan Wenyan was startled, only feeling a wave of heat rushing towards his face, almost suffocating himself.
Ye Jing survived the catastrophe, and his cultivation has improved a lot
Lan Wenyan didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly put up a shield, which was the low-grade precious soldier that Yan Zhaoge had gifted back then.
However, seeing this shield, Ye Jing was even more jealous when meeting his enemies, and smashed his fists down like a storm.
As if tireless, the iron fists hit one after another, like a tsunami and landslide.
It was difficult for Lan Wenyan to use the full strength of the low-grade treasure soldiers, and he couldn't resist the empty-handed Ye Jing.
Finally, Bao Bing was so shaken that he came out of his hands, and Ye Jing's punches kept going, and directly sent Lan Wenyan flying.
Looking at the opponent who fell on the ground with blood constantly spilling out of his mouth, Ye Jing's eyes were cold, with murderous intent surging in his eyes, and he looked away after a long while.
He looked at the shield flying down, and the anger and hatred in his eyes became stronger again. He rushed forward, kicked the shield far away.
The shield turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the distant mountains.
Ye Jing cast a bitter glance at the half-dead Lan Wenyan, turned and left, and walked towards the depths of the mountains.
"Through the ring, I reshaped my body, but because of martial arts, I am much irritable and irritable than before." Ye Jing walked, gradually became calmer, and began to regret faintly in his heart: "Although Lan Wenyan is biased Helping Yan Zhaoge, but never really helping Yan Zhaoge to harm me, I almost killed him, I was a little impulsive."
But when he thought of how he became like this, his anger burst out again: "Yan Zhaoge!"
"Hmph, seeing Lan Wenyan's virtue today, one can imagine that most of the other people in the sect might also wear the same trousers as Yan Zhaoge."
"His father is an elder of the sect, and he will definitely protect him. I want to get justice, and it will be even more difficult."
"But so what, if I don't expose Yan Zhaoge's ugly face and seek justice, wouldn't all my suffering be in vain?"
"Strength, if you want to get justice, you must have enough strength. If I am stronger than Yan Zhaoge and his father, how dare they deceive me and turn black and white?"
Ye Jing raised his head and looked at the undulating mountains in front of him, his eyes were as cold as iron and as hot as fire: "I must have great strength to be able to uphold justice for myself, and I must be stronger than Yan Zhaoge's father and son."
"Yan Zhaoge, just wait, I will ask you to pay back everything you owe me!"
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"Ye Jing severely injured a fellow disciple?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Ah Hu in front of him with some surprise.
Ye Jing is still alive, Yan Zhaoge is not surprised at all.
It would only be a good thing for Yan Zhaoge if someone saw him and the news spread back to the sect. This completely proved Yan Zhaoge's answer when he was questioned that day.
Yan Zhaoge was not at all worried about confronting Ye Jing face to face, performing the ritual of returning the blood soul to light, and recreating the scene at that time.
But after Ye Jing appeared, he almost beat Lan Wenyan to death, which made Yan Zhaoge a little confused.
"This kid, fell into the abyss and broke his brain?" Yan Zhaoge was puzzled, "Why did he beat someone?"
Ah Hu snorted and said, "That kid surnamed Ye seems to have a big opinion on you, Young Master. That disciple argued for you, Young Master, and argued with him a few words, which seems to have angered him."