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Just like that, it disappeared into ashes.

Nangong Si suddenly turned over and jumped onto Nao Baijin, reaching out to Ye Wangxi: "Come up quickly!" Then he looked back at Chu Wanning next to him: "Grandmaster - you too -"

"If you can't carry it, you go first."

"But……"

Mo Ran made a decision immediately and said to Nangong Si: "Quickly leave! I will take Master out with the sword!"

Seeing that the fire was getting closer and closer at a terrifying speed, Nangong Si cursed secretly, hugged Ye Wangxi from behind, and disappeared into the night with her on the wolf.

The trees were falling one after another, and the orange forest was burning with a harsh crackling sound. There was a strange sound of citrus in the wind. Without any delay, Mo Ran summoned the contract sword, and together with Chu Wanning and the two of them, they headed towards the place where the fire had not burned. Place to avoid.

Behind him, the nobles and nobles of the Confucianism Sect, which had been brilliant for hundreds of years, were just like the tens of thousands of hectares of towers, corridors, and majestic pastures, all of which were destroyed overnight in the rolling flames.

Chapter 172 Master doesn’t eat children

Because the turmoil stirred up by Gun fueled the storm, nearly half of Linyi was burned in this disaster. The monks who were originally just here to attend the meeting hurriedly fled in all directions with their swords, but the flames kept pressing behind them, chasing after them. Countless monks who were weak in spiritual power were defeated in the battle with the fire and their lives were swallowed up. .

Along the way, they flew through villages and towns in the Upper Cultivation Realm that were close to the Rufeng Gate. Those people had no idea what was happening. Seeing the fire approaching from the direction of the Confucian Fengmen, they dragged their families and wanted to stumble away, but their flesh and blood legs were nowhere to be found. Can you escape the molten fire?

"father!"

"Abba - Abba!"

Everywhere they passed, there were cries and shouts. Xue Zhengyong and others had expanded their weapons to their maximum size, and they were filled with people from the Shangxiu Realm who had been pulled up.

Mrs. Wang kept comforting her: "Don't cry, don't cry. Sit down inside, be careful, hold each other, don't fall again..."

But no matter how big the iron fan is, it will only be so big. There are so many people in the towns passing by that it is impossible to save them. Xue Zhengyong knelt in front and leaned over to pull another crying child, but only then As soon as he exerted force, the iron fan could no longer bear it and shook violently. He had no choice but to let go, and watched helplessly as the face full of tears and full of hope was instantly thrown away from below.

Even though he is a tough guy, he couldn't help crying: "Why? Why? If a person has been wronged, do so many innocent people need to be buried in his place?" Xue Zhengyong couldn't help but choked with tears. And Luo said, "Isn't there enough chaos in this world? Aren't there enough people who have died in vain..."

Mrs. Wang's eyes were also red. She hugged the two rescued children tightly on her left and right sides. After the parents of the two children put them on the iron fan, they were too late to get up. In the end, they were swallowed up by the calamity fire. The children kept crying. , Mrs. Wang hugged them and kept stroking their hair, wanting to comfort them, but she didn't know what to say.

She looked back, and there were about a dozen monks following them. Many of them had been overtaken by the flames, and some had fled in other directions from the beginning. Chu Wanning and Mo Ran were not here. She With tears in her eyes, she silently prayed for the safety of these two people.

Not far away, Xue Meng, who was still unconscious, was held by Jiang Xi. The firelight illuminated his face with straight features. Jiang Xi's gorgeous sword was not good at bearing weight and buzzed under his feet.

Jiang Xi glared at Xue Meng with disgust. He had already had the idea of ​​throwing the boy down and burning him several times, but when he saw Mrs. Wang’s pleading eyes on the iron fan, he still had a stern face and pursed lips. , did not let go.

Xue Zhengyong cried, and wanted to pull a younger child who might be able to carry it, but although he had the intention, Iron Fan could no longer do anything.

When Xue Zhengyong once again let go of a hand that had been held, he almost collapsed. He knelt there, curled up, and his heart was broken by the weakness of his own strength... However, at this moment, a silver-red stream of light flashed across , Jiang Xi waved his hand, light flashed in his sleeves, and he lifted the girl that Xue Zhengyong could no longer carry onto his sword.

The buzzing sound of the beautiful and dazzling sword Snow Phoenix became louder.

Jiang Xi didn't have a good temper, so he raised his leg and kicked it, and said sternly: "What are you shouting for? You have to be brave, just stand still and wait for the fire to burn you."

As expected, the Snow Phoenix stopped making noise, carrying Jiang Xi and the other two people, flying forward silently, but the slender hilt looked really laborious, as if it might break at any time.

Jiang Xi flew to Xue Zhengyong's side, glanced at him with great disgust, and cursed: "What does a man have to cry about? Just save him if he can. If he can't be saved, forget it. Why bother to show off."

Mrs. Wang: "Senior brother..."

"What, I said something wrong?" Jiang Xi sneered. Although he was extremely handsome, the curve of his mouth was mean and vicious, which made him look particularly unhuman. "If you hadn't left with him back then and stayed in Guyueye, you wouldn't be in trouble now." You have no power to bind a penis, and you can't even wield a sword by yourself. If you take your place, your husband, a hero with a heart full of life, can save one more person."

Mrs. Wang seemed to be stung, and she suddenly lowered her face, slowly closed her eyelash curtains, and never said another word.

In the opposite direction to them, in the distance, the ink-burning sword also expanded to its maximum size. In addition to Chu Wanning, it was also filled with ordinary people who had been rescued from the cultivation world.

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