The person who was right with Su Xiaofang suddenly shouted.
"That person is the first disciple of Daluo Mountain, and the king is the first to capture the thief!"
The three of them froze in shape, stepped back, and got out of the confrontation with Shen Yiren.
Ming Feizhen was far away from Shen Yiren, and from here, there was no time to dodge.
Shen Yiren set off to stop him, but felt dizzy, and the dizziness attacked in a whirl, and he couldn't even stand firm.
"Not true..."
—If I let you risk your life again, I'd be really stupid.
- From tomorrow onwards, we will be fighting fiercely, and as long as the side effects occur for a moment, there will be fatal disasters immediately.
- Boss...
—No matter what my status is... I am your good subordinate. Are you serious
When Ming Feizhen's words flashed through his mind, blood splashed into the sky.
The warm liquid splashed on his face, and the smell of blood was strong, as if the blood in the cavity had been drained, and it rushed towards the nose. The world is spinning, blood is red in front of her eyes, and the dazzling and excessive impact is telling her the authenticity of this matter.
Shen Yiren looked at him and fell down in the swirling horizon.
But nothing can be done.
"Not true!!"
Chapter 41 The Heart I Found After Losing Control
That fire seemed to burn up all the hope in the world.
The red waves were raging, and the fireworks were raging, like a monster that mortals could not resist.
The wildly spreading flames engulfed the mansion and mercilessly ignited the once warm place.
The billowing smoke obscured the sight, but it was difficult to stop the people who came to rescue.
The number of people who came here to fight the fire ranged from dozens to hundreds, and then even the army was dispatched. In the capital, I am afraid that apart from the fire in the palace, there is no other place that can be treated like this.
But I don't know if the god of heaven deliberately dropped the disaster, or if someone could calculate the fire to this point. The winds of the day increased the power of the flames by ten. The fire rides the wind and finally develops to the point where it cannot be handled. Even the army that arrived could only reluctantly choose to separate the scope of the fire first, and to rescue the people involved in the fire as the first priority. And the big house of the fire source could only watch it continue to fall into the fire.
They all understand that although they don't want to admit it anyway, the fact is cruelly laid out in front of them - it is impossible to leave any survivors by burning such a house.
This fire is so powerless, and there is despair from the power that cannot be resisted.
The ruthless fire burned continuously for a day and a night before it was finished. Once in and out of the mansion, there was no white man, but now only a gray and white ruins remain.
In front of the ruins is a little girl who can only cry.
In the arms of a young man, she roared wildly at the house. The tears seemed to be unstoppable, and others couldn't help but be surprised that there were so many tears in the human body.
The girl's reaction was fiercer than that of an ordinary nine-year-old. He even tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide and return to the underworld with his parents.
The hairless monk stopped her as if effortlessly. He quietly looked at the ruins, his eyes were indifferent.
The big hand touched the top of her head unintentionally, and a warm force sneaked into the girl's body, making her drowsy. Before falling asleep, she seemed to hear such words.
"Live."
The voice is very young, but it seems to have been through vicissitudes of life.
"Live and you will know..."
"What should your life be like?"
When the girl woke up again, she was sleeping on the ground. There was an object lying beside her, and it was the only thing left in her family.
It was a plaque with four characters written on it - loyal and loyal to the whole family.
The girl stared at the plaque for a long time, and finally stood up by her own strength.
This is the house of Shen Wuzheng, the vice-governor of the six gates who has served the imperial court for generations.
This fire was inexplicable, and it burned strangely. Except for the Shen family who was rescued by accident, the entire seventy-five members of the Shen family were not left behind. Not to mention Shen Wuzheng's unparalleled martial arts, he must not be burned to death. Before the fire broke out, Yan Shisan, the governor of Six Gates, happened to be not in the capital, which made him feel guilty for the rest of his life for failing to rescue his righteous brother. The timing of the fire was staggering.
However, in any case, no one could find a reason, and it finally became a big unsolved case that caused a sensation in the government and the public.
It was later confirmed that the incident had something to do with magic. It became one of the major reasons why the emperor secretly determined to eradicate the demon sect, which is another story.
The little girl at that time was called Shen Yiren.
Since that day, she has grown up.
Understand what is called restraint, what is called self-discipline.
Demand yourself with a steel-like strict discipline that ordinary people do not have, day after day, year after year. That's why she was able to do a lot of work, and not even lose to any young master of the same age in martial arts.
However, her self-discipline was broken again at this moment.
"What's the matter with this girl!"
"Damn, what's the matter, I was still weak just now, why suddenly"
"Go! Get out!"
While the leader was calm, he revealed a panic like encountering a beast.
"This girl is crazy!"
Before he finished speaking, a sharp light suddenly appeared on the chest of the companion behind him.
Qingfeng's edge swept past, and blood beads jumped out of the body in a series, flying like a roll, and before it was too late to connect into a blood line, the long sword swept back and swept towards the waist. The hegemony of the sword made people seem to doubt their own eyes without any hesitation. This sword is no longer a sword technique, but more like a sword technique or an axe technique.
What the girl is holding is a three-foot green blade. Although she doesn't know the quality of steel, she can't use it like this. It's strange that the blade is constantly being opened and closed like this.
However, the doubt did not last for an instant, and the sword cut the man in two at once.
Wherever the sword passed, Yu Wei still remained. The other two even ran away.
the leader shouted.
"The idea is tricky, come out!"
Lightning flashed three people out of the jungle.
These three were originally a team in the right way. One of them is good and one evil is originally a partnership with each other, doing black and white all-in-one activities in the Qinhuai area. When we went to the island together this time, we resumed our old business immediately.