Bai Yueguang, who was dressed as a hero and died prematurely

Ruan Xingzhu was quite curious about what was talking, so she followed the instructions: twist three times to the left, four times to the right, and one time to the left...

The wall is like a big mechanism that opens with a bang.

The fire is rolling, coming from the pavement. In the dungeon, there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire. A large sea of ​​​​fire is burning. From time to time, blades "swish" across the sea of ​​​​fire, as sharp as the wind.

This fire is a ghost fire in the underworld, which cannot be extinguished by water or covered by earth. It is very similar to the Flame Mountain in Journey to the West. However, for her, there is no way to get over even if the King of Heaven comes.

What's more, there are no magic soldiers descending from the sky to help her.

The fire made her whole body feel hot, and the scars that hadn't healed were aching.

Damn it, she thought of her hair that was set on fire again.

Ruan Xingzhu's whole body was covered with chills.

In fact, she has always had a secret, she is afraid of fire.

It's not that she was born with it, but she was kidnapped. The man blindfolded her and tied her hands and feet. He starved her for three days and three nights. He threw scraps on the ground that even dogs would not eat for her to eat. He burned the back of her hands and feet with fire. After narrowly escaping, she She just stayed away from fire.

Ruan Xingzhu lowered her eyes. The fear of being burned in the past was emerging. Her forehead was sweating and her face turned pale.

But that voice kept chattering, "Master, come quickly, go forward and come to me quickly."

Ruan Xingzhu took a closer look at this sea of ​​flames. He was so mesmerized that he followed this unknown voice and came over.

Ruan Xingzhu turned around and wanted to leave.

When I turned around, I found a wall that was perfectly fitted together, with no trace of what the door looked like just now.

Ruan Xingzhu summoned bamboo branches, his luck increased, and he exhausted all his strength without leaving a single trace.

She was expressionless, damn, she was cheated.

Ruan Xingzhu felt the heat coming from the pavement and almost fainted.

"Master, come here quickly. I'm right in front of you. There's a bad guy here who wants to take me away. I won't let him take it!"

"Master, come quickly..."

Ruan Xingzhu was not angry, with a pale face and beads of sweat on his face, "Do you think I look passable?"

"Master, you are a phoenix, you will not be affected by it..."

The weasel jumped out. As a person bound to the host, of course it could hear the sound. Its forelimb rubbed against Ruan Xingzhu's shoulder, "Host, don't believe it. You are born with real fire. You shouldn't use ghost fire. It's an evil thing!"

Ruan Xingzhu's hair fell down and he stood there laughing silently.

Since Weasel said so...then she still had to have this magic weapon.

You have to learn to overcome your fears, right?

The weasel's fur exploded.

"Host, why don't you listen to good people!"

Ruan Xingzhu's eyes widened and she said with a smile, "In my entire life, I've been annoyed the most when people say the word 'evil', but I want to go against the will of heaven. Do you have any opinion?" She doesn't believe in evil, she only believes that some people have evil hearts.

Things have no nature, everything depends on man-made things. Human nature is inherently good, but there are always a few people who plant evil seeds in their hearts and blossom evil flowers. How can we attribute sin to things?

Ruan Xingzhu summoned a bamboo branch and held the emerald green bamboo branch with his slender white wrist. The bamboo branch became increasingly vulnerable in the majesty of the fire.

She shook her hands, silently thinking about the techniques she had learned in school, and threw her hands upwards with all her strength. The bamboo branches swayed with points as surfaces above Ruan Xingzhu's head, forming green ripples, and then formed a transparent light green barrier, which isolated the fire from the sea of ​​fire and firmly covered Ruan Xingzhu inside.

Ruan Xingzhu exhaled, closed his eyes and walked quickly towards the sea of ​​fire.

That expression was comparable to going to die.

She cheers herself up.

Come on, Ruan Xingzhu! you can! Isn't it just a small fire! Don't forget that you are the king of fire now! You are a phoenix!

After walking for a while, Ruan Xingzhu opened his eyes strangely and saw himself suspended above the sea of ​​fire.

what?

She took a tentative step and saw transparent bricks emerging under her feet.

Ruan Xingzhu was pleasantly surprised.

Run to the other side quickly.

She was so happy that she was careless and didn't notice the knife behind her, which was heading straight for her heart.

The moment the barrier formed by the bamboo branches shattered, Ruan Xingzhu turned around.

The barrier shattered and she fell directly into the sea of ​​fire.

The skin was red from the fire, and the burning sensation was indescribable.

Looking at the blade that was so close, she knew she couldn't avoid it, so she tried to move her body as much as possible. The blade went straight through her shoulder blade, piercing both sides of it.

The knife seemed to stay in the body after passing through it, and it disappeared.

With blood gushing out in large amounts, coupled with the burning pain of his skin, Ruan Xingzhu grinned and fell on the fire. Then his face was distorted by the heat, and he quickly raised his hand after touching it.

She felt it was painful to breathe.

It hurt hundreds of millions of times more than my aunt!

The key is not getting up yet.

Damn it, she has only been here for more than three months and she keeps getting injured. She is still too weak.

She shook her hands and was about to summon bamboo branches and add a cover when her pupils suddenly shrank.

There were more than a dozen lights and shadows flying toward her.

Ruan Xingzhu thought that my mother had risked her life and rolled directly in the sea of ​​fire, but a few of them were stuck in her legs.

Okay, this time I can't stand up at all.

Feeling the blood flowing out of the body rapidly and in large quantities, the pain was gradually numbed, and the temperature of the body reached an incredible level. Ruan Xingzhu's consciousness became groggy, like a small boat in the heavy rain, floating and swaying, about to sink.

Ruan Xingzhu always had an intuition that her destiny was limitless and she shouldn't be buried here. She shouldn't...die here.

Ruan Xingzhu fell into the sea of ​​fire. The fire was burning her skin, making a "sizzling" sound, burning the newly scabbed incision. It smelled like it was burnt yellow, and she was almost unrecognizable.

She didn't know where the strength came from, but with a perseverance that refused to admit defeat, she struggled to open her eyes from the coma, her lips were bitten with blood by her teeth, and she tried to crawl forward.

Just after crawling out for a while, there was a "bang" of fire and she was blasted one meter away.

Ruan Xingzhu coughed up a mouthful of blood and wiped it away carelessly. Looking back, the place where she was was already scorched black, and the sword was full of energy.

She was horrified.

If I hadn't stood up with my willpower, I would have been burned to the ground by now.

But she has really reached her limit.

If she hadn't practiced for several days and this body was a phoenix, she would have been burned to death by the fire the moment she entered.

Her mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and her body was so dry that even a drop of saliva could not come out. Ruan Xingzhu's eyelids began to twitch, and she felt that she really couldn't hold on any longer.

There is a black figure floating cross-legged in the sky, with a black hunting robe flying in the wind, wearing a wild and evil figure.

He smiled and said, "Little girl, you dare to come here, you really don't think you have a long life."

Ruan Xingzhu relied on instinct to hook the man with a bamboo branch and pull him down, grabbing the hem of his robe.

"Please, help me."

Yuan Chen was silent for a long time as he looked at the bamboo branch that had not been removed from his legs and the unconscious bloody man who was still holding on to his clothes.

No, didn't this little girl see who he was, and how dared to ask her for help?

Yuan Chen is turning seventy thousand years old this year, and he just survived the catastrophe of the King of Glory a few days ago.

Tsk, I don’t know what kind of cultivation this little girl has or how she managed to pull herself over just now.

Yuan Chen touched his chin and thought about it for a long time, and saw that the little girl's flesh was starting to smell fragrant.

Originally, he didn't plan to take care of it, but who knew that the bell on his waist flew to her side, and he couldn't pull it back even if he stretched out his hand.

The bell directly sucked Ruan Xingzhu's blood, fell into her heart, and was never seen again.

Come on, now you can be saved even if you don’t want to be saved. Mo San is waiting for this bell to save his life.

Yuan Chen's whole body was filled with low pressure, and he pursed his lips and hugged the person.

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"Young Master, someone has taken away the 'Tianxin Bell'." The waiter who just led the way bowed respectfully.

Someone slowly walked out from behind the curtain, dressed in gilt black ink, as tall as jade, wearing a gold silk mask, with a black crow standing on his arm, and his whole body was filled with nobility. The corners of his mouth raised, and his voice was as clear as an oriole, "This is a good thing."

"But isn't that a heaven-level artifact that defies heaven and changes destiny? We have been guarding it for thousands of years, and then it was born, and let that girl take our store's treasure in vain?"

The man carelessly touched the crow and said with a smile, "The fate is given to her. It's up to her whether she can keep it or not."

An icy blue butterfly floated in the distance. He reached out to take it and said with a smile, "Isn't this money?"

After crushing the butterfly, what landed on the ground was twenty thousand high-grade spiritual stones.