"fire?"
Yang Ya pushed aside the tall grass and ran forward.
Hui Huan said sternly: "No matter what kind of evil magic this is or who did it, it is always a destructive art. I want to burn them all with a fire and save these people from pain."
Yang Yaqian laughed twice: "How do you know that the people in these 'flowers' are in pain? Maybe they are all dreaming sweet dreams, and they all think they have gone to bliss!"
Hui Huan was stunned for a moment, "But when I looked at that woman just now, her face and body were twisted into knots. How can I feel better?"
Yang Ya scolded her again: "I knew you would have to take a closer look at a woman wearing no clothes like this."
Hui Huan was speechless and simply stopped. That means, if you keep talking, I won't leave.
Seeing this, Yang Ya had to come back and beg him: "Fire, I have it, I have it. I just found a few cases of [Fire-making Pills] before, but I just don't know if such a large piece of wet grass can be burned, right?"
Hui Huan stretched out his hand, "Try it, give it to me."
"You go first, I'll come." Yang Ya looked disgusted.
"Yes, murder and arson are your specialty."
Not far after Huihuan walked out, sure enough, flames gradually started to rise behind him, and thick smoke surged. Soon, the tall grass turned into a sea of flames.
"Nice job. Sure enough, you have to be the one to do this kind of thing." Hui Huan praised Yang Ya who was catching up.
Yang Ya looked surprised: "But that tree seems to be unable to burn. It's strange. How can there be a tree that cannot be burned?"
Hui Huan looked back, and sure enough, the tall grass was in flames, but the tree only swayed for a moment and was not ignited. Not even a single leaf was damaged.
The more I looked back, the more familiar the tree seemed to me, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it before.
Forget it, it’s all burnt, so don’t think about it anymore. The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders.
It wasn't until the two of them had walked two or three miles that Yang Ya suddenly rushed back to Huan and said, "I thought of something, and I'll tell you. Don't get excited."
Hui Huan narrowed his eyes: "What kind of monster do you want to be again?"
Yang bared his teeth, trembled, and said, "I suspect that those "flowers" and the tree we just saw were caused by the little girl just now."
Hui Huan's eyes lit up: "You mean Lu Qing?"
Yang Ya's eyes still flashed with fear: "Well, yes, if you think about it carefully, this place is so desolate. The four Xiaya immortals were lurking here thirty years ago. They should have no problem, but this Why is the little girl here? And she is so leisurely. The most important thing is that she wants to drink my blood! "
"She didn't want to drink your blood, but having said that, your analysis makes sense. She is indeed suspicious, and she does seem like someone who can do such a thing."
Hui Huan carefully recalled the scene just now, and felt that it was most likely Qing Wu who had done this.
Thinking of Qingwu, Hui Huan inevitably thought of Lu Ran. Thinking of Lu Ran, Hui Huan's heart suddenly brightened.
He remembered what the tree looked like. The weapon Lu Ran had been holding in his hand - "Miss Tree", except for the size, was a little different, but the color, texture, texture and color were exactly the same as the tree.
No wonder the fire couldn't burn the tree. That "Miss Tree" was a magic weapon that was not inferior to [Ten Thousands of Gold].
So that tree is another "magic weapon"? And the Red Immortal among those "flowers" was used by Qingwu to raise weapons with the Red Immortal's blood?
Then this Qingwu is very powerful. He can completely ignore the rules of [Futu] and capture so many Red Immortals in such a short period of time. What kind of terrifying strength is this?
But fortunately, because she is Lu Qing and Lu Ran's sister, she should not be our enemy.
Yang Ya, looking at Hui Huan with a solemn face, suddenly started laughing to himself, which was very strange.
Hui Huan expressed his opinion. Unexpectedly, Yang Ya ran faster after hearing this.
"Hey, why are you running?" Hui Huan ran and chased him.
"You just burned someone else's treasure! Why did you say I ran away?"
"It wasn't me who burned it, it was you who burned it!"
"That's why I have to run first!"
The two trotted all the way and climbed several slopes. Finally, they stopped to rest in a col at the foot of a slope.
At this time, the golden monkey that had been following Yang Ya suddenly appeared, climbed onto Yang Ya's shoulder, chirped for a while, and then squatted down on his shoulder and stopped walking.
Hui Huan was a little curious and asked, "Can you still speak monkey language?"
Yang Ya's face was full of pride: "Do you know what this monkey said? He said that the grassland just now is a forbidden area. All animals know that this kind of smell is extremely dangerous and cannot be approached, so it took a step first. We took a long detour and are waiting for us here.”
"anything else?"
"He said that Lu Qing is an extremely terrifying monster, the kind that eats monkeys but doesn't spit out the bones."
"Then why don't you ask, what kind of monster, monster, or immortal is Lu Qing?"
"It's just a five-month-old monkey, how would it know?"
"So, you don't believe me when I say Lu Qing will never harm us, but you choose to believe a five-month-old monkey?"
"..." Yang Ya was speechless.
Hui Huan sighed: "Who said you two are closer!"
"Oh, by the way, my dear monkey also said that after climbing over this mountain, there is a group of people in front."
"That's normal. After all, we are now in the living area. Alas, it's rare that we finally see a living person again."
"Shouldn't you say that our next killing target has finally been found?"
The two of them bickered every day while running up the mountain.
Halfway through, Yang Ya suddenly stopped.
He asked Hui Huan: "Do you feel like the mountain is shaking?"
Hui Huan also stopped and asked: "It seems so. Did this living area start the earthquake in [Futu]?"
Yang Ya said, "It seems not."
The monkey on Yang Ya's shoulder suddenly let out a scream, then looked back, pointed his finger, and then abandoned Yang Ya and fled for his life.
The mountain shook violently a few more times.
Hui Huan and Yang Ya both turned around at the same time and saw something strange happening at the place where they set the fire.
The tree seems to have become taller.
"What's wrong? Why was that tree uprooted?" Yang Ya asked.
"That's not a tree, that's a sword. It seems like someone pulled it out." It was a bit far away, and it was blocked by the thick smoke and ashes from the fire, so it wasn't very clear.
The mountain trembled more violently. The entire mountain in front of me seemed to begin to tilt, and gravel could fall down. It felt like the sky was about to collapse.
"That's not a sword either!" Yang Ya suddenly shouted.
The big tree was getting taller and taller, and it had been completely pulled out of the ground with its roots. Under the trunk, Hui Huan saw two eyes as big as a house.
"That's a real fucking dragon!"
"It's really a real dragon!"
Yang Ya, Hui Huan and others saw a huge dragon-like thing in the distance, jumping out of the tall grass where they had just set fire.
Both of them were stunned and couldn't say a word.
Some people died, but not completely...
