The night is over halfway through and dawn is coming, and there are only waves of remaining fire on the north bank of the Yangtze River.

The flames are burning, they are like scattered stars in the sky, falling in every corner of this battlefield, and every ball of fire is burning, and the direction in which the fire lights rise point to the same place.

Lei Shiyin stood in the center of the deflection of the fire.

Yang Tao is in front of her.

The Taohua Old Man who defeated three heavenly lists tonight and was about to kill the enemy just now was incredible. His eyes were kind, just like the old man next door.

And the Luo Yueqin, which regarded as a treasure, was placed in the ashes behind her, waiting for the next person to take it away.

Yang Tao is waiting for an answer.

Waiting for Lei Shiyin's answer.

"I, do."

Lei Shiyin breathed a sigh of relief, and the holy fire was burning in her body. This strange thing in the world made her mind incredibly calm. Even when she saw Xiao Tie seriously injured, she actually didn't feel much emotion in her heart.

It was like being held up to the clouds by the holy fire, looking down at all living beings coldly like a god.

Lei Shiyin doesn't like this feeling.

But she had touched the holy fire and became a saint. This posture became the norm and could no longer escape.

She tightened her fingers and gave her own answer.

At this moment, she sold herself to the Holy Fire Cult with three conditions.

"good."

The thoughts hanging in Yangtao's heart also fell down. He waved to Lei Shiyin and led her to the seriously injured Xiao Tie.

The master wanted to block the way.

But when I saw Lei Shiyin's calm eyes and heard her conversation with Yang Tao just now, I knew that all this was irreversible.

This petite girl, who was less than sixteen years old, made great sacrifices to exclude Yang Tao and the Holy Fire Sect from the world.

This feat of feeding tigers with his body made the master feel moved.

He made way, Yang Tao squatted beside Xiao Tie, while Lei Shiyin knelt down and sat down, following Yang Tao's dealings, put his hands on Xiao Tie's chest in the gentlest posture of the Holy Fire.

Before the Shanjun, he manipulated Xiao Tie's body to resist Yang Tao's kill, almost drained Xiao Tie's essence, blood and energy. If he could not be replenished, even if Xiao Tie recovered, he would leave behind a lifelong secret injury.

Yang Tao looked at Lei Shiyin's posture that drove the holy fire, and he said warmly:

"I know that you have a engagement with this unfair child. Haha, I won't stop you from wanting to hurt each other's relationship.

In the future, if this little iron has the ability to bring you out of the holy volcano, I will also be happy to see it happen!

You don't have to worry that I will hurt you.

You can trust me in the poem, just as you trust Xiao Tie and Shen Qiu. You don’t understand what I ask for.

I don’t care what you think of me.

As long as you serve the Holy Fire with your heart, I will promise you anything!”

Lei Shiyin pretended not to hear it. She spent all her energy on manipulating the holy fire and pouring it into the small iron body. This thousand-year holy fire is so domineering, it is integrated into her body.

If it gets out of control, the small iron will be burned into ashes from the inside.

Xiao Tie cannot move.

He could only lie on the ground and watch Lei Shiyin use the holy fire to save him. His eyes were full of despair and pain.

"Don't...don't go, Shiyin...let me die, you...don't go!"

Xiao Tie said in a bad tone:

"I am a waste... I can't protect you, nor can I protect my father and master... I am a person who is stubborn and bad luck. Anyone who is close to me... will not end well.

Shiyin, let me die... Don't go with him, don't go!

Don’t let the sacrifice of Master Lei and Lang Seng be in vain.”

"No, no."

Lei Shiyin's face was soft, and there was no sadness of parting in her big eyes.

While helping Xiao Tie infused his body with the holy fire, she whispered in his ear:

"You are not a waste, Xiao Tie. In my first half of my life, except for Brother Chen Qiu, I have never seen someone braver and better than you. Don't be so self-deprecating. You are only sixteen years old.

How could he be invincible in the world at the age of sixteen?

Zhang Moye couldn't do it.

Your future is still long.

Our future is still long.

Listen to me, this is the last time I have talked to you in the past few years, so you must listen carefully.”

Lei Shiyin closed her eyes and as the fire rose, she said:

"You, you and Brother Shen Qiu are just two extremes.

You have martial arts, you are willing to give everything to protect us, but you have no goal and you don’t know where to go;

Brother Chen Qiu has the goal of reaching the top of the world, but he has no martial arts in his heart. He has been living in the world, but he seems to have no idea why he wants to live, so he can only follow the trend and go to his goal.

But if you can't decide the way, how can you go fast?

Although both of you have shortcomings, you have never stopped. You have been fighting, even if you don’t know why, you are still fighting.

Xiao Tie, I will give you a goal.”

Lei Shiyin bent down, and as Yang Tao was gaze, she kissed Xiao Tie gently on the forehead, and as her eyes seemed to be burning, she said:

"I'm waiting for you in the Holy Volcano, I'm waiting for you to pick me up, I'm waiting for you to marry me, don't let me wait too long, okay?"

Xiao Tie was already in tears.

The tears were too complicated, and it was hard to describe who he was crying for.

Is it because of your cowardice and incompetence?

Or is it because of Lei Shiyin's upcoming journey?

The sixteen-year-old boy has experienced too much, and those experiences have made him feel breathless.

"In the future, except me..."

Lei Shiyin reached out and wiped Xiao Tie's tears. She smiled and said:

"Don't waste your tears for others."

The holy fire entered the body, and under the little iron heart, there seemed to be a golden fire burning.

Lei Shiyin stood up, Yang Tao rubbed her beard, looked at a place in the night and said to her:

"Saint, the road to the Western Regions is long, it's time for you to get on the road. I'm going to take a step slowly and join in the fun and say goodbye to Ren Hao."

"Um."

Lei Shiyin nodded.

She glanced at Xiao Tie for the last time and turned around and left.

"Poetry sound!"

Behind her, Xiao Tie shouted:

"Take good care of yourself! I will pick you up! I won't let you wait too long! I will go, I will go find you, you are waiting for me!!!"

"Um."

Lei Shiyin didn't look back, and she responded.

Tears gushed out under the big eyes. But in an instant, they turned into smoke and disappeared.

She already has something to do with.

In the future, I will never cry again.

"Haha, the young man is arrogant."

Watching Lei Shiyin be escorted away by the holy fire guards waiting around, Yang Tao glanced at Xiao Tie lying on him, and said:

"Since the establishment of the Holy Fire Cult, only Zhang Moye entered the Holy Fire Cult in a thousand years and could escape unstoppable. Do you think you can be the same as Zhang Moye?"

Xiao Tie remained silent.

There was no rebuttal, no contradictory, or even no response.

Some words are meaningless if you say them.

Some things are not something that can only be said.

He was already catching up with the time to absorb the holy fire that Shiyin left in his body and to forge his body into weapons.

The wisp of holy fire was in the little iron heart. Yang Tao seemed to have never seen it. He let the treasures in this sect flow out and could not take them away. Once they were taken away, they would be with Lei Shiyin until they died.
To be continued...