He was stormy in his heart but didn't know that Xing Yutang was the only one.
The other is Huazhi Auntie.
Just now, while Xing Yutang used the Eye of Canglang to check the situation in Luomei Temple, Luomei Temple was experiencing a earth-shaking fierce battle.
Aunt Huazhi's face had completely lost its blood color. She sat under the bamboo forest, her eyes as blank as if she was completely blank.
It’s not because it’s scared, but because it’s because it’s scared, Yu Jihe can’t figure it out after it’s scared.
She couldn't figure out how such a terrible big insect entered Canglang City?
A strong wind suffocated from the side with a strong fishy smell, and the auntie choked and coughed violently, and tears came out.
Through her whirling tears, she saw a black tail that looked like a giant broom and swept towards Miss Baoer's little attic.
Before the black tail could be hit by the small attic, the powerful wind blew the green tiles on the attic to the sky.
The tail tip hit the attic's painted red corridor pillars, and the thick and sturdy corridor pillars made a crisp breaking sound like a toothpick.
This is the attic where Miss Baoer rests on weekdays.
The beautiful eyes of Aunt Huazhi were filled with despair and the heartache soaked in tears.
The black broom tail rubbed violently with the ruins of the attic, and the flames generated ignited the broken stigma and beams, and the small building was instantly swallowed by the sea of fire.
"Crack, Crack..."
Countless metal-like hard shells made sharp and harsh friction sounds at the same time.
Countless abdomen and feet swung at the same time, pushing the huge upright body like waves, walking towards the small building that was gradually swallowed by the sea of fire.
This big monster that stands tall is a black centipede.
Like the black beetle that day, Aunt Huazhi selected from the men downstairs tonight and brought in.
She didn't know why she was so lucky, and she could choose this thing from so many men every time.
Since she came to Luomei Temple to do things, she has never seen Miss Baoer leave the building until today.
This is the first time I have seen a small building be destroyed so thoroughly.
Aunt Huazhi remembered the woman who always gave her all the money she earned every night, although she was always cold to her, and she felt sad and tears fell down her face.
If she is lucky enough to escape tonight, she will use the money she saved to build a real temple for Miss Baoer and burn incense to guide her in the underworld.
"Kacha!"
The sound of wood breaking and the wall collapsed again on the opposite side. The attic surrounded by the sea of fire completely collapsed, leaving only a broken wall in the sea of fire.
The giant centipede was extremely proud and moved countless legs and feet towards the sea of fire.
If Qi Wuji was on the scene, he would recognize it at a glance. This huge black centipede was one of the black talismans floating above the mandibular brain.
Its name is Tifeng.
Tifeng rushed to the sea of fire eagerly, and it had to find the little girl.
The little girl wearing a red bellyband was just now on this small building.
When it smashed the building, the little girl turned her face and looked at it. These details would never escape its insect worm composed of hundreds of millions of tiny compound eyes.
Although the burnt humans taste a bit like charcoal, it still tastes much more delicious than the blind maggots in the dark siege.
When he came, it asked the Domain Emperor that he had to take it back if he caught a living person. If he died, he could eat it or turn it into an egg hatch.
Of course, Tifeng had its own plans. When he took action just now, it left no room for the little girl in a red bellyband, because only those who died belonged to it.
Although Tifeng is a worm body, it is different from Coloni and Scorpion. It is not afraid of fire, and as it approaches, the flames that swallow the small building suddenly become warm.
Countless whirlwinds formed from its waving claws, rolling up flames to sweep away the messy bricks and tiles, searching for the girl's corpse in the building.
The black gem-like insect eye reflected the scorching flames, forming countless projections in its two huge black eyeballs.
But even if you have the most eyes in the universe, you can't see the dead girl.
Just as Tifeng was concentrating on searching for the girl, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis landed from the sky above his head.
He almost didn't look up, and Tifeng subconsciously curled up the huge insect body and then stretched it violently.
As the insect body contracted and stretched violently, a powerful hurricane emerged on the ground, rolling up the flames all over the yard, like a glass of flames, rushing towards the falling stars at high altitude.
The aunt Huazhi, hiding under the bamboo forest, was shocked by the scene in front of her and even forgot to shed tears.
From her perspective, it was a huge wine glass made of fire facing upwards to hold a star falling from the sky.
It was indeed a star, with a little blue color in the orange and yellow, shining against the night sky but not far from reaching a dazzling level.
The star was falling into the yard at an extremely fast speed.
And it fell rightly into the mouth of the flame wine glass that was raised from the ruins of the small attic.
The flame wine glass shone everywhere, and the star fell into it like a grain of dust that could not stir up any ripples.
Such a strong visual contrast is the most likely to make people feel powerless.
When I saw the dust-like star falling into the flame wine glass that almost illuminated the night sky, Aunt Huazhi had only one sentence left in her heart: It's over, everything is really over.
The flame wine glass that swallowed the sky still stood firm, looking like a small attic fire burning from the ground and was so powerful that it was so powerful.
The night wind blew, lifting up a string of flames on the fire cup, just like the rain of fire falling from the dark night. There was a thread of raindrops in the center, which was particularly clear, as if they fell straight from the sky to the ground.
However, this slight rain was not lit by the flames for some reason.
The wind stopped, and it was really drizzling in the sky, falling on the face of the aunt Huazhi.
Aunt Huazhi almost unconsciously reached out to catch the rain and looked in front of her in confusion.
The wind stopped, and the arrogant flames of the wine glasses that stood tall and stood tall, and they also lost their momentum. They hung softly on a tall black pillar, like a large burned ladder.
It was not until the flames completely burned the "big ladder" from the inside to the outside that Aunt Huazhi saw clearly that the rain that had dragged out the black line just now was a crack.
From the top of the head to the tip of the tail, the standing tall Tifeng was neatly cut into two halves.
The orange starlight came from the ruins calmly, and the remaining fire was not over, reflecting a slender and concave figure.
Tifeng, which was neatly cracked in half, completely turned into pitch-black burnt powder, and fell down like black snow falling from the sky.
The orange starlight walked into the bamboo bush before the black snow fell.