Mu Ziyun knelt on the ground, and the cries around him gradually disappeared. He looked around, until the horizon was filled with steaming ashes. The red fireball in front of him turned into fire beads, beating and spinning, as if showing off to Mu Ziyun. A masterpiece, Mu Ziyun looked at his hands shaking, "Why, why is this happening?" He covered his ears, but he still couldn't block out the tragic voice. "Stop, please, you are mine, right? You will listen to me! Don't burn, I don't want this, I don't want to kill people." Mu Ziyun covered his head, "Stop! Stop!" Huozhu! As if he was confused, he spun around, and the surrounding flames expanded again. Mu Ziyun's eyes were blood red, and the rootless feather in his arms fell to the ground, burning from the tip of the feather to ashes. Mu Ziyun jumped up and grabbed the fire bead. The fire bead saw the situation and avoided it. He was crazy, really crazy, desperately trying to catch the culprit of arson. No, he was the initiator of all this. He was guilty. He was a criminal. The devil is no different from the clock frame. They have indeed left their mark on the world, but they all use massacre as a method.
He knelt down on the ground again and shouted to the sky: "Destroy it!" A dark cloud floated in the sky, but it completely dissipated in the steaming heat of the fireball. Useless? The fireball spewed out the ring of fire so freely that he seemed to be very proud of himself. The cries around him finally disappeared. He looked at everything around him blankly, "Am I a devil? It must be so. It was then and now." Mu Ziyun looked at his hands, The corner of his mouth curled up into a pale smile, and he pointed at the acupuncture points on his head. His eyes became blurry, but he fell to the ground and got up again within three breaths. "Hahaha, I can't even die, hahaha." "Laughing towards the sky, the red fire bead loved the violent aura and flew towards Mu Ziyun, spinning around him. While laughing wildly, Mu Ziyun stretched out his hand to grab the bead, held it with all his strength and smashed it to the ground, "I told you to stop! Stop!" Dong-dong-dong, a crater was made in the ground. Mu Ziyun threw his head down and danced his arms. The red fire bead in his hand leaked fiery red slurry during the strike. The original red bead slowly faded in color. The leakage diluted and finally turned into a light yellow. It no longer beat when held in the hand.
Mu Ziyun's palms had been worn out and blood was oozing out. He opened his hands and said, "Huh?" He looked helplessly at the light yellow bead, which had lost its original vitality and lay obediently in his palm. "Where's your power?" ?" Mu Ziyun could feel that the bead was much weaker than before, but strangely, he seemed to be fused with the aura of the bead. Mu Ziyun stood up, his feet still a little unsteady, and the light yellow bead came from The beads flew up in his hand and circled around Muziyun, "You listen to me now?" The beads continued to circle, Muziyun stretched out his hand, and the beads flew to the top of his palm and circled parallel, "burning" the beads spitting out fire. , "Extinguish" the flames around him and disappeared obediently.
Many places were still burning, and among the ashes there was a ragged young man walking shuffling, his hair disheveled, and he said, "I'm sorry" after only a few steps. Beside the young man, there was a man wrapped in a ring of fire. The light yellow beads were spinning around, and Mu Ziyun didn't know how long it would take to get out of this hell he had created with his own hands. There was an area where countless tombstones were erected where the Qingsheng fairy tree grew. At this moment, a tomb slowly appeared under a fairy tree in the depths, but there was no writing on the tombstone, which was completely new. As if waiting for the arrival of the tomb owner. There is a continent, sitting in the clouds and mist, and two immortals with crane-like faces "appeared" "Who will it be this time?" "No matter who it is, the ending is the same" "Yes" "I bet on it." "Haha, I bet on chaos."
The sky began to change color, and the immortal's face changed. "He is sleeping." "I went to bed a little early today."
Mu Ziyun walked for a long time. This was a rugged mountain road. He walked barefoot on the muddy ground, swaying from side to side, but he didn't know that there were two fire paths left behind where his feet stepped. After walking through the top of the mountain, he discovered that Several men ran across from the opposite side, looking extremely anxious, "Look at that fire, the fire there has actually reached this point!" "You go back and call someone first, I'll go check the situation." "Okay" ran to Mu Ziyun, The fire ball hid in Muziyun's head. "Hey? Boy, why are you looking like this?" Muziyun heard the voice and turned his head, his empty eyes regained their expression, "I, I"
His throat was still dry and he couldn't make a sound, "You didn't know your back was on fire?" Mu Ziyun quickly turned around and was surprised, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm the sinner." "What did you say?" "It's my fault, I'm a sinner." The man shook his head and thought to himself, it seems that they are those people who ran away from the city. They were so pitiful that they were so frightened that they didn't care about Mu Ziyun and ran away. Mu Ziyun looked at the fire sticks along the way and sighed. With a thought in his heart, the flames disappeared. Mu Ziyun had figured out the situation. Now the fire beads did not have the terrifying energy before, but they still retained their power. Fortunately, The strange thing is that it has now been integrated into Mu Ziyun's aura, just like he is Mu Ziyun, and Mu Ziyun is the fire bead. He can control the flames with just his thoughts. It is really like a natural fire body. This power was truly a godsend for Mu Ziyun, but the deep feeling of guilt made him breathless.
More and more people were running by. Occasionally, someone would stop to take a look at Mu Ziyun, asking questions but getting no answer. After a while, no one cared about him anymore. He lowered his head and his feet were covered with mud, "Ziyun, are you Ziyun?" He raised his head and saw a dark-skinned middle-aged man. Mu Ziyun looked at him for a few times in a daze, and he felt intuitively familiar, "You are really Ziyun. Yun! I am your Uncle Du, Ziyun, why are you like this?" The man is Huzi's father, "Uncle Du" Mu Ziyun came back to his senses, "Uncle Du, what are you doing?" "Ziyun, when you meet that Is there a fire next to you? Are you okay?" "I, I'm okay, I'm guilty, guilty." "What's wrong with you?" Du Gu figured it out after thinking about it. I'm afraid that the child encountered the fire and couldn't accept it for a while. With such a look, "It's okay" Du Gu patted Mu Ziyun on the shoulder, "As long as you're not injured, you kid just missed your family and walked back without knowing it. Tai'er Village is in front of you. Go back and see you." Mom and dad." Tai'er Village? I'm home? Mu Ziyun looked ahead. The willow trees at the entrance of the village were still green, and there was some soil on the stone tablet. After returning home, tears flowed from Mu Ziyun's eyes, and he subconsciously ran towards the village. The wind brought by it blew his head away, and the fire beads opened. He jumped out and wrapped around Mu Ziyun's body. Mu Ziyun was too eager and only thought about the direction of home. He didn't realize that he had stepped off the ground and was flying in the air.
