Kuze's mind was blank. He didn't know why he didn't move. There was a voice in his heart yelling loudly, let him do it, kill him, kill that person!
But his body couldn't move, his eyes kept staring at the first fallen entourage, who had turned into a pool of bloody flesh and blood like a curse, and only blood red was left in front of his eyes.
Somehow, he suddenly remembered in his mind many years ago that he entered the Chiyan Gate and saw the master practicing for the first time. The crimson flames filled his sight, as if the whole world was red.
At that time, he was shocked by such a magical technique and swore allegiance to the Chiyanmen to become a powerful immortal like a master!
"Can't die, I can't die!"
Kuze struggled in pain, he didn't want to watch, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live!
A scarlet flame suddenly appeared, spreading rapidly from the center of Kuze's eyebrows, and directly enveloped the whole body.
Li Heng sighed and retracted his finger, "What's the use of making this big fire? You have a fire, and so do I."
He snapped his fingers, and a small flame appeared at his fingertips, and the faint flame burned tenaciously.
The flame buzzed softly, Li Heng flicked his finger, and the flame slowly flew towards Kuze.
The flames on Kuze burned fiercely, but were swallowed as soon as he touched a small flame.
Kuze looked at the small flame in front of him in confusion, his eyes swaying, and as the flame moved, Li Heng said, "Let's say, I don't bear any grudges, and I will leave you a whole body."
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"I'm right," Li Heng said while sitting in the pavilion, "The people who have seen you at the Chiyan Gate are not here. These are all sent out to cast nets."
Mo Chui said, "That Kuze is the apprentice of Old Monster Scarlet Fire. The signal just now must have been detected by the people of the Scarlet Flame Clan, what shall we do?"
Li Heng thought for a while, and said: "I was careless, that person actually exposed himself, but it may not be a bad thing for him to spread the letter."
"... Do you know that Boss Chihuo is an old monster that has become famous hundreds of thousands of years ago, and was already in the realm of the fairy king at that time," Mo said, "Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, although he doesn't often go out and walk around. , But no one should doubt his strength. The reason why I have been avoiding it is because I am afraid that he will make a move."
"Boss Chi Huo is from the Chi Yan Clan," Li Heng noticed Mo's concern and said, "If you want revenge, you will meet it sooner or later. Since the result will not change, then don't worry."
"... But, I don't want to hurt you."
Mo finally couldn't help but utter his thoughts.
Although the Chiyan Gate is attached to the Heavenly Spirit Holy Land, its strength is not weak, and the old monster Chihuo is now at least in the pinnacle state of the Immortal King, and Lord Chihuo's cultivation base is even more unpredictable.
There is a sea of blood and deep hatred between her and Chi Yanmen, and she will never die, but she doesn't want to hurt Li Heng.
"Hey, do you care for me?"
Li Heng deliberately lowered his voice to his ears, rubbing her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.
Mo's breath tightened, and he blushed unconsciously, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to be like this..."
She couldn't continue, Li Heng bit her earlobe lightly, his teeth were slightly hard, and Mo froze.
A cluster of fire ignited in Li Heng's eyes, and his voice vaguely said, "You want to dump me? It's all about it. Do you still want to run?"
"... I... uh... you... don't..."
Mo felt ashamed in his heart, but he approached the opponent honestly, groaning and couldn't say a complete sentence.
Li Heng squinted his eyes, pressed the impulse, grabbed her tightly in his arms with a big hand, buried her in her neck, and muttered: "You don't have to worry about anything. With me, no one can hurt you. ."
"Hmm!"
"..."
"Hmm!!"
Outside the pavilion, Nan Lingzi covered her mouth and coughed heavily, but did not alarm the tenderhearted person.
"It's not sensible," an old man next to him stared straight at the two people holding each other, "You are not filial, you are not filial, you just got off the mountain as a teacher, it depends on these love affairs, huh, the old man too!"
"Here, wipe your saliva first..."
Nan Lingzi took out a handkerchief that couldn't see the color and handed it over.