Lin Pingzhen is no stranger to this strange flame.
He had been saved by this power many years ago. Lin Pingzhen also watched it accompany Ningxia through many years.
But in his memory, this strange flame had never been so tame. He remembered that year in that dark tower, every bit of flame splashing on the skin would cause a burst of heartbreaking pain. Even Ningxia, as its owner, had to be careful when driving it, otherwise it would be difficult to control it. .
Lin Pingzhen was once worried about Ningxia's connection with the power of this flame. He was worried that young girls would not be able to control such a powerful flame and would be devoured instead. So I also looked for Taojun Yuanheng alone to remind him of this matter.
But as he watched Ning Xia's cultivation gradually increase over the years, his cultivation increased, his practice did not fall behind, and all aspects were developing steadily, he gradually let go of this concern.
I never expected to see such a situation again. Ningxia has tamed it.
Lin Pingzhen stared blankly at the flames flowing under his palms. The dark red shards appeared molten when they were gathered together. They were hot to the touch but did not hurt the muscles and bones. Wrapped in this layer of flames, Ningxia looked quiet, as if she had fallen into a beautiful dream.
A wisp of flame suddenly shot up from Ning Xia's shoulder, curling up on Lin Pingzhen's fingertips playfully, waking up the stunned person.
The young man glanced at the spiritual net almost in panic. It was a done deal and could not be changed.
He closed his eyes, and finally said to Lihun's body, as if to the flame: "If you can contact Fufeng, tell her that it is better not to come back. Maybe you will avoid the pain..."
Unexpectedly, whether he really understood or was just an accident, the flames wrapped around Lin Pingzhen's fingertips and wrapped around his entire palm, as if he was holding it, and then pulled it.
Lin Pingzhen's slightly dim eyes paused for a moment. Following the direction of the flames, it was like a straight line extending deep into the forest, with no end in sight.
"Is this..." Lin Pingzhen's voice was hoarse: "Do you want me to follow you?"
After all, this is just a ball of flame power, which cannot respond to Lin Pingzhen's words. It seems to be urging, and it burns more vigorously and more prosperously.
"Alas..." Lin Pingzhen finally sighed, became cruel, and stopped looking at the spiritual net.
It's over now, it's fate. It would be better to see what Ning Xia's flames are pointing to, then help Ning Xia up and hug her, but the flame index does not change. It seems that he has also booked this trip, and he doesn’t know if this trip will come to an end.
Lin Ping felt guilty and confused, and finally walked quickly into the depths of the forest.
He covered Ning Xia's head with his wide sleeves, but the flames couldn't hold it down and kept leaping out, eventually converging on the long flame index. The fire burned even more intensely, making the forest red.
Lin Pingzhen left just like that, without looking at the spiritual net he had painstakingly laid out, and left Ningxia with him without looking back.
At the last moment when he walked out of the range of the visible spiritual net, he waved his hand back, and the natal spiritual sword Tianhong stuck in the middle understood his intention, swiped through the air, and followed its owner without any regrets to an unknown future. road.
Lin Pingzhen left decisively, and did not see the Hou Tou Ling Net showing that the enemy brigade had reached its destination, and it could be said that it was almost no distance away.
But the strange thing is that even though they have reached the place where they are, they don't move anymore. They seem to be blocked a short distance away, and they don't know why.
Lin Pingzhen completely disappeared within the scope of the spiritual net, and his body was instantly submerged in a sea of fire.
Lin Pingzhen quickly chased after the index. He was probably anxious, so he couldn't help but use his footwork and quickly reached the finish line.
This area was different from the place they had circled just now. The environment was dark, and there were fewer and fewer trees as they walked. There was almost no grass growing at the back. Just a moment ago, the whole body was hot from the flames. Now here, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it. Yes, I feel cold.
When he traced the last step of the flame index, something suddenly appeared in front of him.
Lin Ping really thought about many possibilities, and for a moment he prayed whimsically for a bright future, but he never thought about the scene before him.
Ningxia is young and has experienced a lot, but its knowledge and resources are still insufficient and beyond its capabilities.
But Lin Pingzhen is different. He is the direct disciple of the sect leader and the unofficial next sect leader. True Lord Xuanyang has always spared no effort in cultivating him.
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A wisp of flame suddenly shot up from Ning Xia's shoulder, curling up on Lin Pingzhen's fingertips playfully, waking up the stunned person.
The young man glanced at the spiritual net almost in panic. It was a done deal and could not be changed.
He closed his eyes, and finally said to Lihun's body, as if to the flame: "If you can contact Fufeng, tell her that it is better not to come back. Maybe you will avoid the pain..."
Unexpectedly, whether he really understood or was just an accident, the flames wrapped around Lin Pingzhen's fingertips and wrapped around his entire palm, as if he was holding it, and then pulled it.
Lin Pingzhen's slightly dim eyes paused for a moment. Following the direction of the flames, it was like a straight line extending deep into the forest, with no end in sight.
"Is this..." Lin Pingzhen's voice was hoarse: "Do you want me to follow you?"
After all, this is just a ball of flame power, which cannot respond to Lin Pingzhen's words. It seems to be urging, and it burns more vigorously and more prosperously.
"Alas..." Lin Pingzhen finally sighed, became cruel, and stopped looking at the spiritual net.
It's over now, it's fate. It would be better to see what Ning Xia's flames are pointing to, then help Ning Xia up and hug her, but the flame index does not change. It seems that he has also booked this trip, and he doesn’t know if this trip will come to an end.
Lin Ping felt guilty and confused, and finally walked quickly into the depths of the forest.
He covered Ning Xia's head with his wide sleeves, but the flames couldn't hold it down and kept leaping out, eventually converging on the long flame index. The fire burned even more intensely, making the forest red.
Lin Pingzhen left just like that, without looking at the spiritual net he had painstakingly laid out, and left Ningxia with him without looking back.
At the last moment when he walked out of the range of the visible spiritual net, he waved his hand back, and the natal spiritual sword Tianhong stuck in the middle understood his intention, swiped through the air, and followed its owner without any regrets to an unknown future. road.
Lin Pingzhen left decisively, and did not see the Hou Tou Ling Net showing that the enemy brigade had reached its destination, and it could be said that it was almost no distance away.
But the strange thing is that even though they have reached the place where they are, they don't move anymore. They seem to be blocked a short distance away, and they don't know why.
Lin Pingzhen completely disappeared within the scope of the spiritual net, and his body was instantly submerged in a sea of fire.
