"Miss Ye, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in the sky, you have brought us to the top of the mountain, I will never be so selfish as to ask you to sacrifice."
The burly male disciple cupped his fists and said, then looked at the disciples kneeling on the ground: "Even if you continue to live like this, won't you have a guilty conscience in the future?"
The fire was so powerful that it was so hot that it burned their skin, and they even felt that the martial arts in their bodies were about to melt.
Countless disciples stood up, drew their weapons, and approached Chu Yue and others.
Only a small number of people protected Chu Yue, while the others had their eyes turned scarlet in order to survive.
"Xingchen, give the order." Mu Sheng said with a smile: "It is her blessing and honor to sacrifice one person for tens of thousands of disciples."
Luo Xingchen frowned.
Mu Sheng's face darkened: "As the chief examiner, you must have an overall view and not act on impulse. This is for the sake of thousands of people. As the head of the top ten colleges, Shenxuan should be responsible for the disciples who come to participate in the assessment.
.Why don’t you hurry up?!”
Luo Xingchen's lips trembled, and his hands were trembling. He closed his eyes in pain, and a chill rushed to his limbs.
"Ye Chuyue, you have the power of the Dragon and Phoenix Order in your body. Please sacrifice the mountain fire!" Luo Xingchen said.
He didn't dare to open his eyes and look. He seemed to be a sinful judge, but he could not resist the order from the priest.
Just because he is a disciple of Shenxuan and the chief examiner of this Futu Mountain trial. It is his duty to obey orders and he must never disobey the priest!
Finally, he trembled and opened his sword eyes slightly, looking down with reddish eyes, the girl was smiling in the fire.
There were endless fires in the mountains, but she smiled like an evil spirit.
But Luo Xingchen felt endless sadness in her body, as if she was completely disappointed with this world.
At this time, more and more people died in the fire, and many disciples drew their weapons and aimed them at Chu Yue.
Chu Yue lowered her head, her messy black hair covering her sinister beautiful eyes. She raised her eyes lazily, three thousand murderous auras spread out, and her voice was full of confusion: "You want to kill me? Just you guys?"
The disciples stopped and looked at her with fear and fear, not daring to move forward.
"Sorry, Miss Ye."
After being stunned for a moment, countless disciples drew their weapons and swarmed in again.
Xuecheng, Xiao Li and others were guarding the front, planning to fight these people for their lives.
Chu Yue's eyes were sharp as she pulled out the bone-crushing ax from her waist, facing tens of thousands of enemies without moving like the wind.
At this moment, she seemed to feel a throbbing coming from the far end.
Haven't thought about it carefully yet.
Suddenly, flames spurted out like a wave and swept away the thin Chu Yue.
The sound of roaring dragons and phoenixes rang in everyone's ears.
The fire was extinguished at an extremely fast speed, and the disciples shouted wildly, "We are saved! We survived!"
"No--"
The shrill voice resounded throughout Mount Futu.
Xiao Li could no longer calm down. She knelt in the direction where Chu Yue disappeared, and used her hands to push away the dirt, trying to find the girl who was swallowed up by the wind and fire.
"Sister Xiaoyue...don't scare me..."
The area burned by the flames was still scalding hot. Soon, Xiao Li's hands that were scratching the ground were all bloody and stained with burnt mud.
She dug for a long time, and more and more blood stained her hands. She only dug an empty hole.
Xiao Li's eyes were frightened, and he sat on the ground and cried loudly.
The picture in her dream became clearer and clearer in her mind, and the woman's outline, appearance, and name were all revealed.
It's her sister Xiaoyue...
In a jungle filled with bullets and bullets, they made an agreement that on a calm day, they would go see the snow in Changbai Mountain and pray for their dead comrades.
Xiao Li drooped her head, and her big tears kept overflowing. She seemed to be in pain as if she had withdrawn from her bones and blood, and her eyes were full of empty sadness.
The hairpin fell to the ground, and Xiao Li spread his hair.
Everyone stared at her blankly.
I saw Xiao Li tearing off his sleeve shirt, pulling out two straps, and tying his hair into twin ponytails.
She stood up slowly, lowered her head, pulled out the knife stuck on the ground, and looked at these disciples with sinister eyes, "You... damn..."
Suddenly, Xiao Li pulled out his sword and rushed into the crowd of tens of thousands, as fierce as a wolf.
This group of people killed Sister Xiaoyue.
She wants all of them to be buried together in hell!