Chapter four hundred and sixty-fourth: Lotus in fire
The purple fire lotus completely disintegrated, and the petals fell away one by one. Lord Xueyue clenched his hand, and all he could capture was nothingness. He waved his hand again without hesitation, and the karma behind him flew toward the star like an order.
Chenxing raised his sword with his backhand, and the metal blade as thin as a cicada's wing collided with the slender glass sword body, making a crisp and long buzzing sound.
The seemingly fragile sword blade was actually unscathed. The wave of spiritual power caused Chenxing's long hair to surge vigorously, and a light purple fire veil enveloped her body. In shock, Wenying muttered:
"That sword is so strong..."
"Shiranui and Hellfire melted it and reshaped it. Its shape seemed to be a natural condensation, but in fact it formed its own most stable structure. Even if an accident occurs due to the disparity in strength, the fire can melt it until it is flexible.
To such an extent, it can block all attacks from external forces or magical powers. I never thought that Liuli Heart could be such a powerful thing."
At this point, Lord Kouzuki knew that his wishful thinking was about to fail. But he was obviously unwilling to return empty-handed. He used all the weapons to deal with a few people. However, Chenxing, who had absorbed the power of Shiranui, was actually unable to deal with the flames.
She can use it with ease, as if it is a part of her from birth. Even Han Sheng never expected that this special flame would be much more natural for Chen Xing than for herself.
"My master once wanted to take away such power, but he is still a mortal... But isn't Miss Chen also a human?"
"Maybe her heart helps her a lot." Xie Zhe responded to Han Shang.
Everything in the room was almost burned. But now there is no debris, probably the ashes have been burned out. There is also no smoke, maybe it is also the purification effect of the glass. The moment it leaves Chenxing's body, the blackness that was originally choking and blurring the vision is gone.
The smoke has almost completely faded away. Having reached this point, Lord Kotsutsuki still refuses to give up.
At this moment, they heard noisy noises coming from outside. They had previously asked Ling Huan to call the officials, but they did not expect them to move very quickly. They could see through the windowless hole, although the officers and soldiers were a little scared.
Cowardly, but also fully armed, they came to a distance that ordinary people did not dare to approach. Probably they did not expect that the scene would become such a commotion.
"Azhe, you have to find a way out!" They heard Ling Huan shouting outside, "The government officials said that if the first floor continues to burn like this, the pillars will be damaged and the building will easily collapse!"
Having said that, why don't they want to come out? Even if it is a fight, it is certainly more comfortable in a spacious place. But that will definitely make the neighbors suffer. The good news is that the passengers upstairs should have left from other places.
Evacuated.
"Well, there is indeed no point in delaying it any longer. But sometimes, you can't blame me for my despicable methods." Lord Xueyue frowned and said as he distanced himself from a few people, "I don't like to suffer losses. No matter what, I don't like to suffer.
, you guys also have to suffer a little bit to make me feel better, right?"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his arms. A blue flame different from Shiranui burst out from behind him, like exploding fireworks. His shadow was also extended to all directions in the interlaced firelight, and was projected on the wall.
than a twisted snake
It was even more shuddering. This weird firelight actually gave people the illusion of being plunged into darkness. Even the daylight spilling out of the window was eclipsed. The extremely gloomy face revealed a kind of misery against the cold fire.
The ferociousness.
"Burn the sea of karma..."
Han Zhang reacted very quickly and quickly grabbed Wenying and Xie Zhe who were closest to him with both hands. However, there was no cover at all. Just when they were feeling confused and desperate, Chenxing straightly raised his sword.
The purple flame snaked up her arm, attached to the slender sword body, and suddenly erupted. The overwhelming purple instantly eroded and engulfed the rushing blue, until the Burning Sin Karma Sea was completely dissolved.
And not a hair was hurt on anyone.
After the two kinds of firelight dissipated, there was no one where Lord Xueyue originally stood. Just when they were confused, his voice came from behind Xie Zhe.
"It's really unexpected and wonderful. This glass heart is really extraordinary. It can forgive even the karma of sinners. Should I say that I am resigned to it?"
He returned to his usual sarcastic smile, leaving a few people somewhat confused. But at this moment, Wenying was the first to see clearly what he had in hand.
"Feng Yunzhan?! When--"
Xie Zhe was startled and suddenly touched his waist. The scabbard was still there, but the sword itself was nowhere to be seen - or should be said, it appeared in Lord Xueyue's hand. In anger, they heard that Lord Xueyue didn't add any trace of it.
Covered ridicule.
"Hahahahaha, you guys are really stupid. I even said hello before, I am very interested in this thing. Although according to the original plan, I shouldn't take it away today. But what should I say...
...There is a saying that a thief never comes up short. You must have heard it, right?"
"You are shameless!" Wenying yelled.
No matter what she said, Lord Xueyue was someone who didn't care if he achieved his goal. As soon as he fluttered his sleeves, there was a flash of fire, and he disappeared. Xie Zhe had no time to snatch his sword back. The entire inn
There was a creaking sound, and several people recalled the time before Ling Quan
shouted. Chenxing just raised his sword and waved it slightly. All the remaining flames in the room disappeared in an instant, including the cold fox fire. The heavy door had been burned out of shape and could not be opened from the inside. They could only walk in embarrassment.
Climb out the window.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Seeing that only Xie Zhe's face was black, Ling Huan took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it. But there was a bruise under the smoke. Xie Zhe, who didn't even know it himself, was unprepared and grimaced in pain. Ling Huan quickly shrank away.
She fought back but didn't dare to move. She probed
He looked into the room, and saw that the pillars, walls, and everything inside were burnt black. The shopkeeper was wailing in the distance, but he didn't have enough courage to go in and check. If he found that there was nothing inside,
I'm afraid the scream will be even worse.
"Don't worry, that guy is gone."
Han Shan comforted her and took away Ling Huan's handkerchief unceremoniously. She was stunned for a moment, but she had no objection. On the contrary, Wenying snatched the handkerchief back angrily and stuffed it back into Ling Huan's hand. The official
He walked up to them and asked them to take notes, detailing the cause and effect of the incident so that it could be recorded in the record.
"Lao Xie and I will go," Han Chang said, "Just a few girls...well, a few people?"
They looked around, and they didn't know when Chen Xing disappeared from people's sight. Seeing that the crisis was basically resolved, people who were doing good things came to watch the fun again, but they didn't get too close. I'm afraid Chen Xing had already blended into the crowd and disappeared.
Indeed, it is not a good thing for a troublesome person like her to come into contact with the government.
The government arranged for them to stay in the inn that day. Although the conditions were much simpler than those of an inn, they were guarded by guards. Although Xie Zhe and Han Zhang did not discuss it in advance, they tacitly concealed the fact that Chenxing had appeared. Xie Zhe said that he
The sword was stolen, but the reward order for the Six Paths of Impermanence was absolutely impossible to issue, so they struggled to write a missing object notice. But they would not stay long, and decided to continue on their way the next day.
Xie Zhe randomly bought a sword for self-defense, but he felt that it was useless. He didn't expect that after he got used to using Fengyun Slash, no other weapon could compare with it. He didn't choose carefully when he bought it, and he didn't do anything after buying it.
Look, just put it aside casually like that
Han Shang took it out and looked at it repeatedly. Compared with those good knives and swords, of course these ones that can be bought casually from the blacksmith shop are much worse - but this is compared with the enemies they fight. They scare the little thieves on their daily journey.
, that still works.
Although it has only come to this point.
Han Chang put his sword back into its sheath and turned around to find Xie Zhe writing. He paused after writing two strokes and let out a small sigh from time to time. After a while, he crumpled up the half-written paper in his hand and pushed it away.
To the side, Han Chang walked over and looked at it. There was a letter that had been written. He only glanced at it and saw that it was a letter from home to his mother. There were not many truths between the lines, only that they had a good trip, and that they reported good news but not bad news.
Only in the last sentence, he saw a clue. Perhaps facing his mother, he somewhat relieved his burden and said it lightly, feeling a little confused about the way forward. Maybe his mother would be a little worried about this, but since they
Since he couldn't receive a reply due to operational issues, Xie Zhe wrote boldly.
"If it goes too smoothly, you will be suspected." Although he did not raise his head, Xie Zhe seemed to know what Han Shan was thinking. He added: "Writing some bad things appropriately will make her feel more at ease. In fact... I have been
Confused."
"..."
Han Chang didn't answer. He silently picked up the crumpled paper and slowly unfolded it. He only read the beginning, and a moment of surprise flashed across his face. But no matter what, he would write a second letter.
The motivation for the letter is natural.
"You really plan to..."
"What else can I do? You have seen what happened today. And... we should have seen it a long time ago."
Xie Zhe held his forehead and closed his eyes, not wanting to face the black and white words on the table for the time being. In a small room, a small candlelight could not drive away the coolness of September. People's hearts are cold, and they are cold everywhere.
"Today...is not the most dangerous."
The familiar feeling of palpitations appeared again. He didn't know when he felt afraid of many moments in the past. This kind of fear was indescribable. It was like a millipede crawling slowly along his back.
, moving its densely packed legs irregularly, causing a numbness and tingling sensation. You can't see it, you can't touch it, but at the moment you are looking for it, in the gaps of countless memories, more insects are vying for the first place.
emerge.
"It should be said that you finally agreed to take your sister down the mountain, which is a great decision." Xie Zhe said, rubbing his temples.
"...I think now that this decision was quite bold. But looking back, the mountain is not safe. Maybe grandma also had this consideration. Sigh."
Xie Zhe picked up the pen again, dipped it in ink, and wrote something on a new piece of paper as if he had made up his mind. Han Sheng didn't want to read anymore, so he silently walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the candlelight on the table from a distance.
He was in a daze. Looking back at the dazzling flames today, he only had more lamentations in his heart. He still couldn't pull out the long sword from the short scabbard of the sword lent to him by the Lord of Bones. Maybe his
My mentality has not returned to the carefree moments of the past.
But can we really go back to this day?
Xie Zhe tore up the paper again, this time with a rare irritation. He seemed to be blaming himself and didn't know how to write. But who should be blamed? No one could figure out the source.
