Chapter 383 Heart Devil

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"No one wants to die, of course I want to live."
The old blame replied without hesitation.
"Hand over the millennium snow lotus, I will save you."
Ding Ning's tone is indifferent.
"This……"
The old face of the fire is in turmoil, although he can barely hold it now, but he can't hold on for a long time, and there are still a bitter monk's different techniques that make him difficult to walk. It seems that his body does not burn. I am afraid that I will not be able to get rid of the entanglement.
Although man-made dead birds are eating and drinking, if they have no life, what is the use of elixir?
Under the circumstances, it is not difficult to make a rational choice, but the only thing he fears is that Ding Ning has no words: "How do I believe that you will save me after getting the Millennium Lotus?"
"Hold this, you can inspire with the input of infuriating, can not fear the flame!"
Ding Ning reached out and threw a small piece of red coral to make a fire-fighting symbol.
The fire blame provoked the symbol, and the flames retreated. Suddenly, he let out his hand and threw his wooden box to Ding Ning. His face was a little weird and asked: "Are you a warlock?"
"What do you mean?"
Ding Ning took the wooden box and asked some questions.
"There are only a few warlocks who will make them."
The old fire blame swept blindness for Ding Ning.
Ding Ning jumped in his heart, but his face was not moving: "I am not a warlock, this is what I accidentally got."
See Ding Ning does not admit, the fire blame knows that he does not want to say more and no longer ask, but the heart has decided that Ding Ning must be a warlock, after all, he saw his own red coral in the tune.
In my heart, I decided to stay away from Ding Ning in the future, not to mention his terrible combat power. It was a warlock's career that made him jealous.
I remembered the dark eyebrows and the bitter monk, and there was a touch of hatred on my face: "Can you break this battle? The long eyebrows are counting on me, I will never spare him."
"I can't do it, but it shouldn't be a big problem. Come with me."
Ding Ning put away the wooden box and saw that the monk had been burned to ash and turned and walked outward.
The fiery blame followed him without hesitation. In such a situation, he did not want to know what Lingbao and Xuelian, and only wanted to find a good eyebrow to calculate the account.
"Oh, this is the way to go to the law, and when you go out, you will come out."
After a long walk of the seven twists and turns, Ding Ning pointed to the front of the road.
"You don't go out?"
The fire blame asked some suspiciously.
"Not going out for the time being."
Ding Ning said a faint sentence, not waiting for him to continue to speak, turned and took one step, has disappeared into the raging fire.
The raging old face is tangled, and my heart secretly ponders what Ding Ning is? Is it... he wants to wait for himself and the long-eyed people to fight and lose money when they come to fishermen?
Yes, it must be like this, but even so, he has no way to say that whoever makes the fire-fighting character begin to weaken at this point, he simply does not dare to stay in this big array, this time is all Ding Ning calculated well, just enough to take him out.
MD, all of them are like ghosts. When Laozi is a fool, the old man screams in his heart, and when he makes up his mind, he will stay away from it immediately. He will not be stupid enough to make a wedding for Ding Ning. .
Unfortunately, Ding Ning had already decided that even if he didn't look for a long eyebrow, he would never let him go.
Therefore, after he took a step out of the Eight Flames, he ushered in a long-browed sneak attack, so that he could not walk if he wanted to go.
"Long eyebrows, I grass your ancestors."
The old blame of the fire was a smoldering fire. At this moment, he was almost injured by the long eyebrow. After roaring, he and the long eyebrows fought together.
"How did you come out? What is the monk?"
The long eyebrows in the hands of a smothered unscrupulously swept away to the fire blame, and asked in the mouth.
"Bitter monk, waiting for you in the underground."
The old blame screamed, and the hot flames slammed toward the long eyebrows.
"You actually killed the bitter monk, I want your life."
The long-browed and bitter monk grew up together from a young age. After becoming a warrior, the two men walked together for decades and their friendship was extremely deep.
If there is a friend who can be trusted in this world, there is only one monk and a monk. At this moment, I hear the bitterness of the monk, and the long eyebrows are saddened from the heart. The red-eyed and fearless deaths have launched a fierce battle against the old fire monsters. attack.
"Haha, it’s ridiculous. Didn’t you count my life before I counted it?

The raging fire screamed and screamed, and a pair of shackles wrapped in hot arms greeted the long eyebrows with fear.
"Boom", the air wave rolling, the long eyebrows immersed in the road all the year round, the combat power is slightly inferior to the fire blame, plus to maintain the array operation, it is not the opponent of the flames, it is forced by him The festival is retreating, and the danger is alive.
"The flames burn the sky!"
The fierce old blame has the upper hand, and it is unreasonable to display a powerful killing trick.
A hot fire surged, and the horrible heat ignited the dust of the long eyebrows, and then continued to shoot long eyebrows.
One of the long-browed and wolf-stricken ones rolled, and this sneaked away from this blow, and screamed and rushed to the fierce fire.
He is trying to find death? The fire blame thought of some doubts, but suddenly there was a strong crisis in my heart, and there was no sign of ignorance between the electric and the flint.
"Calling", the long-browed man's hair was scattered like a dusty and dangerously rubbed his throat, and the fierce wind blew his throat.
The fire blame looked at the long eyebrows with fear. I didn't expect the old-fashioned move to be so insidious and sneaky. I could attack the long hair as a weapon. If it wasn't for his instinctive detection of danger and timely retreat, I am afraid that the throat has been cut at this moment.
Taboo, the fire blame fighting is a bit of a slap in the face, always paying attention to not let him close, gradually pulled back by the long eyebrows, the situation of the battle is deadlocked.
"Thousands of things, claiming to kill the soul!"
Seeing the fire and the old stranger and he opened the distance, the long-browed man swayed his head, the white hair suddenly turned away from his head, turned into a sharp arrow-like hair to the fire blame.
The expectation of this big flames and grotesque, can not be prevented from hiding under the ground, can only hide the scalp and wave the palms to protect the vitals and rush to the long eyebrows, and fight him to kneel down.
The long eyebrows evoke a strange smile, and the mouth whispers something, even if they don’t hide, they stand still.
There is a strong uneasiness in the heart of the fierce fire, but at this moment the arrow has to be sent on the string, there is no room for retreat, can only hope that this fight can be effective.
The white hair was like a steel needle stuck into his body. Although he had already protected the vitality, the pain of the hair into the body still made him involuntarily scream, and the movement in his hand was also a stagnation.
But then he suddenly realized that his body's strength continued to flow along the white hair, and he continued to enter the body of the long eyebrow.
The strong sense of weakness made him unable to succeed, and his movements became slower and slower. When he took a full shot of his long eyebrow, it was already soft and powerless.
Long eyebrows screamed: "Go to hell!"
The white palm of the hand suddenly became dark and inky, and it was inserted into the chest of the raging fire like an eagle claw. When it was pulled out, it still caught the heart of the beating.
The old fire monster glared at the blood hole in his chest, and looked incredulously at the long eyebrows with nine rings on his head. Like a bloodthirsty demonic, he stuffed his heart into his mouth and chewed, full of intoxication. The color, as if it is the most delicious food on earth.
"It turns out that you... you are... a devil..."
The raging fire blame reveals the stunned color, and
噗通
slammed into the ground, and the scorpion gradually faded into a dead gray, full of unwillingness and resentment.
More than 30 years ago, the first Buddhist temple in the ancient martial arts, the Tiantian Temple, had an old Shouyuan who was stationed in the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures, but he was not willing to be lonely. He did not know where to practice the sorcerer of the heart and life extension. All the sorghum of Tongtian Temple.
The 768 sorghums of the whole temple were all killed and died. The Tongtian Temple was removed from the name overnight. Its horror was so angry that the ancient forces of the ancient martial arts issued a killing order to chase and intercept them.
Unexpectedly, although this old man is not high-level, but he has been stationed in the Tibetan Classics Museum for many years, he has learned a skillful and easy-to-follow technique, and changed his appearance to the chasing crowd, easily killing thirty. After the rest of the people, they sneaked away again. The people killed were killed by the heart and were called the devils by the rivers and lakes.
After that, the old man disappeared for more than 30 years, no one found him, and his killing order became a joke.
Unexpectedly, he turned into a long-browed man, and he also found a bitter monk to be a partner. He made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes. Although he had misdeeds, he did not show his madness, so no one associates him with a devil.
The raging fire blame sees his identity at the end of his life, but unfortunately he has been unable to tell anyone about this news.
"Bitter monk, I am not good. If I insist that you are not allowed to enter, you will not die. Now, I have already avenged you. You can go with peace of mind."
The long eyebrows are crying in the face of a big pain, and the blood of tears and mouth is mixed and looks like a ghost.
At that time, the entire ancient martial arts wanted to get rid of him, even if he had magical abilities, he was almost caught several times.
On the eve of his nowhere to escape, his sorrowful monk succumbed to the danger of ruining his name, and he changed his name and changed his name to accompany him on the rivers and lakes.
Although he knew that the bitter monk was also near because Shouyuan was near, he wanted to get a way to end his life, but he was still grateful to him and never thought about harming him.
After all, he is a monster and a demon that is not allowed in the whole world. He is also eating for the sake of life, not a hobby, so he is actually very scared and lonely, and needs a trustworthy person to accompany him.
The bitter monk is not only his hair, but also the best cover for his identity. The most important thing is that both people rely on eating people to extend their lives and live with each other. It is a line of grasshoppers. Worried about being betrayed by the other side.
Therefore, the death of the monk monk made him stunned and unhappy, but in the end it was because of the friendship between the two, or because there was no like-minded "foodie" and the grief was not known.
"The murder of the treasure, the murder of allies, the hunger of the people, the evils are full, the heart is mad, the beasts are not as good, killing you like a demon, I have no sense of guilt!"
Just wearing a white hair on the long eyebrow and wiping the tears ready to open the big array to take the spiritual treasure, Ding Ning was full of abominable voice.
"You are not dead? How is it possible?"
Long eyebrows looked at the unharmed Ding Ning from the big squad in a walk like a walk, shocked and widened his eyes.
"District array method, what are you?"
Ding Ning’s killing intentions are not concealed, and the voice is not falling, and it’s like a ghost-like punch to the long eyebrows. This kind of heart-wrenching devil has no pity.
The long eyebrows have changed greatly. Although the spirit of Ding Ning is wilting, the fighting power is not in the heyday, but the physical strength is still at the peak level. This punch has the sound of horror, so that he does not dare to have the slightest enemy.
What's more, he just fought a fierce battle with the fire, and he consumed more than half of it. Although the heart of the fire has added energy, it takes a certain amount of time to digest.