There were clearly people at home during the day, but why is there no one now? And what strange things happened here? Why did someone set fire but no one saved them? Could it be that they wanted to avoid themselves, so they burned down the house and ran away?
?While he was thinking, he heard another scream from a little girl coming from a house not far away.
Leng Xuan heard the sound and immediately rushed towards the house. When he was about to rush forward, the door of the house flew open suddenly and hit him directly. Seeing this, he did not dodge.
Without avoiding it, he directly clenched his fist and blasted the door into pieces. After the door was shattered, Leng Xuan suddenly saw a tall middle-aged man in his sight. And in his middle-aged man's hand, he also grabbed
holding a little girl.
The little girl was young, about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was lifted up in the air at the moment, with tears all over her face. Leng Xuan said in a deep voice, "Who are you?" The middle-aged man said nothing.
, but the murderous aura in his eyes became more and more intense. Leng Xuan snorted, then moved, clenched his fist and rushed towards the middle-aged man. "Long Qianjun!" With a low roar, a bright golden light suddenly appeared.
Leng Xuan's steel fist emerged from it and condensed into a ferocious dragon head. The middle-aged man sneered, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes. When Leng Xuan's attack came close, he raised the large casserole
His fist met Leng Xuan's steel fist with fierce force. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Leng Xuan's body was directly knocked out by the opponent, and fell into a quilt behind.
In a house engulfed in flames.
The middle-aged man shook his head, spat disdainfully, then turned and walked out. However, he had just taken a few steps when he heard a deep voice coming from the fire: "Stop."
The middle-aged man turned around and saw Leng Xuan walking out of the fire with his clothes torn. And his body was still wrapped in a scorching flame. Feeling the temperature of the flames, the middle-aged man raised his brows slightly.
Then, he stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers, making a provocative gesture. Leng Xuan squinted his eyes, put his feet on the ground, and his figure suddenly became like a ghost. He instantly ducked in front of the middle-aged man.
Then, he raised his hands, and the scorching flames immediately gathered in front of him and condensed into a flaming blade. Seeing the flaming blade attacking, the contempt in the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly subsided. He
He opened his five fingers, and a dazzling white light suddenly burst out, instantly condensing into a strange sharp claw. Then, he stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the flaming sword. However, when the two touched, the
A scorching flame immediately followed the sharp claw transformed into white light and spread towards the middle-aged man's body. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man's body was enveloped in a raging flame. At this moment
, Leng Xuan turned around, rushed to the middle-aged man's side, and then snatched the little girl from his hand.
When the middle-aged man saw this, he snorted coldly. Regardless of the flaming body on his body, he chased directly behind Leng Xuan and punched him in the back. But with a loud bang, Leng Xuan opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Like a kite with a broken string, it flew far away. When it fell, in order to prevent the little girl from getting hurt, he hugged her tightly and protected her with his own body.