The area covered by ice and snow cannot be clearly seen. The thick ice blocks the view. It is unknown what is going on inside.
"Immortal, I'm here!" Ning Qingyun whispered, and black flames filled the sky in front of him.
These black flames are like thick ink dripping into the painting, spreading and quickly covering the area, like strands of black silk threads, slender and swaying, neither bursting nor hot, but whenever the black threads are brushed, no matter it is People and objects burned one after another.
"What is this? Ah, this is fire!"
"Don't panic, the fire is not big, just lie down on the spot and put out the flames."
"It's useless, it can't be suppressed, it hurts, ah!" Someone screamed in severe pain.
"Bang, bang, bang", the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came, and the heavy weapons held by the besiegers fell to the ground one after another.
"What's going on?" Someone asked sharply after seeing the situation here.
"If I touch this fire, I will feel weak. I really have no strength!"
"The captain has requested support. The fire extinguishing team will be here soon! Hold on!" Black lines seemed to be everywhere. When they realized and wanted to escape, they discovered that the black flames had formed a wall at the outermost edge of the crowd, and their escape route had already been Block.
"Stop, these are the family records of soldiers at all levels of the Tianhe Freedom Regiment. If you don't stop, I will kill them first!" A middle-aged man wearing armor saw that something was wrong and dragged a trembling young man from the side. woman.
The black thread is like mist, not a trace sticks to these ordinary people who don't have any spiritual energy fluctuations.
Ning Qingyun glanced at the man who spoke, and with a "pop" sound, a bullet hit the man's eyebrow. A hole appeared in the man's eyebrow, and blood slowly flowed out from the hole. The man's eyes were wide open. , a look of horror froze on his face, and he fell to the ground suddenly.
Everyone in the team led by Wang Qirui was armed with a gun and scattered around the perimeter. They kept an eye on the hostage-takers. If anyone made any move, they would immediately shoot him to death.
When the hostages saw that the villain around them was dead, they approached each other in unison.
"Take these people away and resettle them!" Ning Qingyun said to Wang Qirui.
"I won't leave, my son is inside!" A middle-aged woman saw that the villains who had held them hostage were dying one after another. Knowing that there were powerful reinforcements on their side, she refused to leave and struggled towards the ice and snow area.
"Da da da..." The sound of dense footsteps came from all directions. Obviously, a large number of people were surrounding them. Judging from the neat and orderly footsteps, the surrounding troops should be well-disciplined and well-equipped. regular troops.
"Then leave with those who are willing to leave!" Ning Qingyun did not look at the hostages gathered together. He was looking at the flying ice dragon. Those holding flamethrowers had all been killed by the black flames. At this time, there were no more When people attack the ice domain, the ice dragon's size remains unchanged, and its form looks a bit more solid than before.
"Sir, the investigators have sent back news that the Jindu official garrison is coming, carrying heavy firearms, and a mecha team is gathering behind. You can find a way to rescue them, and I will take people to stop them!" Wang Qirui's face was solemn. , he did not expect that the official garrison would end up openly and openly, without any intention of covering up. In his opinion, the top priority was to rescue Rong Xianxian and others immediately. For this reason, he was willing to stop the enemy at all costs and for Ning Ning. Qingyun saves people and delays time.
"I'll say it again, take these people away and resettle them immediately!" Ning Qingyun glanced at Wang Qirui dissatisfied.
"Yes!" Seeing Ning Qingyun's tough attitude, Wang Qirui had no choice but to accept the order.
Wang Qirui led people to escort the hostages away, and was trapped in the black flames. When the besiegers who had not yet been killed saw this, some people intervened to obstruct them, and some people blended in with the hostages in an attempt to get out.
Wang Qirui's people immediately counterattacked, and casualties continued to occur in the close-range conflict resistance. In the end, less than a hundred hostages were rescued by Wang Qirui and put on the aircraft.
When Ning Qingyun saw Wang Qirui leading his team away, and listened to the approaching footsteps, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Regular troops, no wonder Chang Qing fell here!"
"Bang, bang, bang!" After several loud noises, Ning Qingyun dodged to avoid the attack, and several huge ones appeared on the ice wall behind him.
hole.
Not far away, heavily armed vanguard troops had arrived. They were carrying rocket launchers and cautiously wandering back outside the black flame wall.
Ning Qingyun stretched out his hand, and a black vine appeared in his palm, with only two red leaves growing on the top. Ning Qingyun flicked his fingers and flicked the vine out. The vine fell to the ground, its roots spread, blood on the ground, and corpses. , the people who were burned by the black fire and struggling were all covered as the root system spread. At the same time, the vine grew rapidly, and it grew into a dense forest in an instant. Ning Qingyun stepped on the top of the vine and walked towards the ice dragon step by step. Go.
"Bang, bang, bang," the sound of gunshots was heard endlessly. Ning Qingyun didn't even look at it. Under the escort of vines, he quickly arrived inside the ice.
Under the thick layer of ice is a three-story residential building. The surrounding area of hundreds of meters is solidified in the ice. Only this small building maintains its original appearance.
Ning Qingyun's arrival alarmed the people guarding the building, and the muzzle of the black gun was raised. At this moment, someone walked out quickly, "Stop, stop, get back!"
"Mingyin has met the Seventh Young Master!" Mingyin looked excited and bowed her head to Ning Qingyun.
"Where are the children? How is Chang Qing?" Ning Qingyun looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was nervous, for fear of hearing bad news.
"Brother Chang Qing is seriously injured. Madam is doing her best to treat her. Young Master Luo and Miss Xuanxuan are on the third floor. They miss you very much!" Mingyin's eyes were slightly red. He could sense the brilliance of Ning Qingyun now. The breath is long, and he is no longer as sick as he was five years ago. As long as the Seventh Young Master can regain his health, the anxious days they have lived will be worth it after all.
"Take me to the third floor!" Ning Qingyun knew that Chang Qing was not out of danger yet and it was not appropriate to disturb him at the moment, so he walked up to the third floor.
Mingyin lowered her head to lead the way, and the two quickly arrived at a house in the middle of the third floor. There were two people guarding the door, one on the left and the other on the right.
When the two of them saw Mingyin, they clasped their fists and saluted. Mingyin waved her hands and asked them to retreat.
Perhaps due to the shyness of being close to home, Ning Qingyun couldn't help but feel excited when he saw Mingyin opening the door.
"Is there any news from Uncle Chang Qing?" Hearing the sound of the door opening, a slender figure rushed out like the wind.
Ning Qingyun looked at the tall, delicate-looking girl in front of him and couldn't help but stand there.
"Dad..." Xuanxuan looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, with tears in her eyes. She walked to Ning Qingyun step by step, "Dad, is it really you?"
