The man from Luohua City who was pushed into the ethereal flames was instantly wrapped in flames, his whole body was devoid of any vitality. He was only blocked for a moment, and then the ethereal flames surged forward.
Xue Ling'er stared and kicked a follower of the Alchemy Mansion in.
The ghostly flames stopped moving forward, but after a moment, they spread at a faster speed.
The followers from the Alchemy Mansion and Luohua City died in the flames, and this was already the ninth person.
One more to go!
Xue Ling'er shouted with red eyes, "Where are the people? Where have they gone? There is still one left!"
As we all know, Mei Qingchen is the master of the Fusheng Realm, and Lan Wu is his future wife. As for Fen Que, although he is a nobody, the aura of aura emanating from him is still something that people dare not underestimate.
Fen Que has always protected Lan Wu, so although Lan Wu is the weakest among them, no one dares to let her become one of the ten people.
There is only one person left in the Alchemy Mansion, Xue Ling'er, and there is also Mo Qiong in Luohua City besides Mo Xie.
Suddenly, Xue Linger's bloodthirsty eyes fell on Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong's eyes widened in shock. She looked around. Sure enough, there was only one person from all the forces, but she had two people in Luohua City. If one person really wanted to die in the fireworks, it couldn't be Mo Xie.
Bar?
Xue Ling'er strode to Mo Qiong, "Do you do it yourself, or should I send you there?"
Mo Qiong frowned. Finally, she looked at Mo Xie for help, but Mo Xie ignored her like an ice sculpture.
Mo Qiong gritted her silver teeth, looked at the approaching Youyanhuo, and said: "Nine people have already died, so what if I add one more? Ten does not mean ten people!"
"How will you know if you don't try?" Xue Linger crossed her arms across her chest and stared at Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong gritted her teeth. After being determined, she pulled out the sword from her waist and cut off one of her arms with a quick movement.
The arm fell in front of her, and the liquid from the wound condensed into a pool of blood on the ground.
Mo Qiong kicked the broken arm and entered the flames. She turned to look at Xue Linger and said, "Look, it has no effect."
"It's just an arm. Maybe if you get in, we can survive."
Xue Ling'er said cruelly. As she spoke, she put her hand on the wound of Mo Qiong's broken arm and squeezed her five fingers together. The painful Mo Qiong kept sucking in the cold air and her eyes widened to the extreme.
"That's enough."
Xing Tumi came over and slapped Xue Ling'er's hand away, "Even if we all die, we can't stop the ghostly flames. The ghostly flames have been hidden deep in the ice valley for thousands of years, and their evil energy is irresistible. Maybe the cross is there
It implies something, but it’s definitely not a superficial dead person.”
"So many people have died in our alchemy house, and only one person is missing. Do we have to waste all our efforts? How can we be worthy of those who have died?" Xue Ling'er looked at Xing Tumi with a somewhat ferocious face.
"Xue Ling'er, you have destroyed humanity, but other people's consciences have not been snatched away by dogs."
Lan Shengyan, who had always been taciturn and elegant, suddenly spoke up and said: "The followers of the Alchemy Mansion don't deserve to die, but you let them die with one single blow. You said that they were lucky for three lifetimes, and now you are complaining about the death of the National People's Congress.
Most of them are from your alchemy house?"
Xue Linger raised her eyes and looked towards him.
Lan Shengyan's eyes were burning, and her eyes were as hot as a glass of old wine. It was so strong that she didn't dare to look at him. She, who was always sharp-tongued, couldn't even utter a retort.
She lowered her head, sneered contemptuously, and murmured: "I have lost all humanity, and my conscience has been bitten by a dog."
ah--
Mo Qiong screamed and stood outside. At this time, the ghost flames had touched her feet, and the soft boots were burned. Lan Shengyan grabbed her hand and pulled it back,
That’s why Mo Qiong was not allowed to die under the flames of the ghost.
Xue Ling'erxu narrowed her sharp eyes and stared at Mo Qiong's wrist held by Lan Shengyan.
"Miss Tumi, is there any other way to deal with You Yanhuo? If you sit still and wait for death, you will lose the chance to fight back."
Lan Shengyan said eagerly: "Even if the fish is killed and the net is broken, it is better than waiting to die."
"In the face of powerful force, all efforts are in vain."
Even in the face of danger, Xing Tumi's elegance remains unchanged, just like a Tumi flower blooming in midsummer.
"Achen, will we die here?"
Lan Wu, who was held in Mei Qingchen's arms, raised his head from the dim blue firelight and looked at Mei Qingchen's prosperous profile weakly.
Mei Qingchen hugged Lan Wu tightly, her pupils glowing with blue thorn flowers, and the blood lines on his neck became deeper and deeper, like silk spun by a poisonous spider.
The man's eyes were firm, "Even if you die, I won't let you die."
Lan Wu grabbed Mei Qingchen's breast and said gently, "If I could die with you, wouldn't it be a happy thing?"
To Lan Wu, she is a weak and delicate girl, but as long as it is for Mei Qingchen or with him, she is not afraid even if the world is full of hardships and fires.
Fen Que stood in the darkest corner, but it was the place that could best shield Lan Wu and Mei Qingchen from danger. Lan Wu couldn't see his figure, but he really heard Lan Wu's words. Those words, like
It was a sharp sword that pierced the tip of his heart cruelly and mercilessly.
Mei Qingchen stretched out her hand and rubbed Lan Wu's head.
He picked up Lan Wu, walked to Fen Que, and handed Lan Wu to Fen Que. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but he saw him turn around, push aside the crowd, and walk to the place closest to You Yanhuo.
Mei Qingchen turned around and glanced at Lan Wu.
Turning his head and looking away casually, he caught a glimpse of Ye Qingge, who was being protected by Mo Xie.
The moment he faced the ghostly flames, his pupils turned completely scarlet, starting from his collarbone and covering his neck, covered with blood streaks like ghosts.
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, he threw himself into the secluded flames.
With his powerful body of flesh and blood, he blocked the progress of the Nether Flame.
The roar of beast-like bloody fangs was revealed from the fire, and the entire Snow Girl Mountain was trembling. Everyone's eardrums were beating wildly, which was more exciting to the human brain than the magic sound of Mo Qiong.
Just when the ghostly fireworks were about to cover everyone gathered at the corners, the fireworks stagnated and froze.
Mei Qingchen's figure was looming in the rolling waves of fire.
Lan Wu covered his mouth and looked at Mei Qingchen with tears in his eyes.
Everyone else was also astonished at Mei Qingchen's strength.
Bang——
Mei Qingchen's body was sprayed out by the flames and fell to the ground. He was unscathed, but the blood lines on his neck spread over half of his face, and his terrifying scarlet pupils made people feel heart-stopping.
Singing softly and closing eyes——
The fighting power of the Vampires is so terrifying.
Lan Wu broke away from Fen Que's arms and came to Mei Qingchen. He helped Mei Qingchen up with painstaking efforts and said, "Achen, are you okay?"
"fine."
Mei Qingchen shook her head, but a slender figure appeared in front of her. Looking down from the ink robe in her field of vision, there was a pair of simple gray soft boots.
Mei Qingchen looked up along the ink robe.
Zhang Yang's snow-white hair, stunningly beautiful face, and indifferent expression—