"Big brother...... What are you doing in a daze?" Through the shadows and flowers of the trees, Zhao Ling'er didn't see the fire on the mountain, and thought that Ye Fan was ashamed and didn't dare to go down to the lake. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Fire!" Ye Fan roared, rushed into the darkness, only ran a few steps, turned back, and snatched Zhao Ling'er's underwear hanging on the treetops.

"What are you doing? Come back to me!" Zhao Ling'er was shocked, this hooligan dared to snatch underwear! perverted, perverted! stinky pervert.

"Protect them!" Ye Fan hurriedly turned his head, and at a glance, he saw the little junior sister's beautiful peerless beauty, the flawless beauty, and the touching beauty......

I don't have time to savor it, the thatched hermitage on Baopu Peak has quickly ignited a sky-high fire, Daren is still there, and Blood Bodhi is still there! Those are two lives!

Zhao Ling'er stood on the shore of the lake, only to find that the fire that burst out of the darkness, one by one, burned rapidly, like a beating red lotus, bright and beautiful.

She suddenly realized that Ye Fan snatched her underwear because he didn't want her to put out the fire with her life!

"You stupid!" Looking at the disappearing figure, Zhao Ling'er was stunned, and after a few seconds, she immediately came to her senses, ran ashore naked, grabbed her skirt and rushed to Shen Jiayao's territory, wanting to grab her underwear to wear......

She didn't know that what Ye Fan took away was their underwear.

Why did a fire suddenly break out in Baopu Feng? The cold mountain wind blew, Ye Fan's mind was much clearer, no accident occurred sooner or later, and the situation occurred on the night they arrived, this was definitely man-made, not a natural disaster!

"Fight the fire, put out the fire......" Along the way to Baopu Feng, the disciples of the Maoshan Sect carrying wooden buckets became a pot of porridge.

Carrying people on their shoulders, the people who rushed to fight the fire from the front and back of the mountain shouted to the sky and grabbed the ground, like headless flies.

"Who saw Yang Daren? Who saw Yang Daren?" Ye Fan asked whenever he met someone, the more he asked, the more cold he became, no one saw him, and the little junior brother Yang Daren didn't escape!

In the Nine Heavens Ten Thousand Blessings Palace of Damao Peak, a heavy and gloomy alarm bell sounded, and the sound was like a death knell.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Ye Fan pushed aside the crowd and ran frantically towards the top of the mountain.

Catch up all the way, run all the way.

The fire on the top of the mountain is irreparable, the thatched nunnery is mostly built with grass and trees, it is the middle of summer, the mountain wind urges the fire, the heat wave is circling, the fire is windy again, the whole Baopu Peak has become a sea of red! A large area of fire is wrapped in thick smoke, spreading wildly, the forest trees, pine resin crackling and burning, people who are not familiar with this place can never tell where the road is, looking up, only the sky is dyed with red and transparent, as if the end of the world.

Scorching heat, smoky, long-distance travel, breathing pungent smoke, Ye Fan's throat was dry and bitter and almost green smoke came out, Baopu Peak, which was only more than 300 meters above sea level, was like a furnace that went straight to hell, with no end in sight, and his eyes were full of fiery red.

On the Lingxu Peak, which is dozens of miles away from here, the old man welcomes the guest Panasonic, and an old man in linen and an old monk are playing against each other.

"Old Dao, the fire has been burned, and you still don't hear what is going on outside the window, what is the reason?" The old monk had a thin face, dressed in a black and gray monk's robe, and a tuft of beard on his chin, so he couldn't tell how old he was.

The old man in Mai smiled and said, "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." The heartless is the male, the selfless is clear, the great monk, this is not what you said?"

"It's okay, it's impossible to say, but wait for you. The old monk raised his fingers, and a black piece jumped from the chess box onto the board.

The mountain wind blew, the old man in Mai had long hair fluttering, and the deacon smiled: "The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency if there is more than is lost." The way of man, otherwise, the loss is not enough to give more than enough. Who can have more than enough to serve the world? Only those of my generation are Taoists. ”

"Yes, what should I do?" the old monk pointed to the flames of the distant mountain and asked, "Lose 10,000 and make up for one?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "The wood of the hug is born in the end of the millennium, the nine-story platform starts from the soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Monk, you're in love!"

"The Buddha said, to save the suffering and save the suffering, to save all sentient beings, there is no teacher. Kill to take life, and after death, fall into the hell of Abi, and do not enter reincarnation. Qingfeng, if you don't pay attention to it this time, you will condone the killing. ”

The old Taoist laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha, Li Shutong, the Buddha also said, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? You and I can't get a glimpse of the true face of heaven, why stick to what our predecessors said? If you can find the avenue and break this day, even if you start with me, why not!"

The old monk was stunned when he heard this, nodded and shook his head, suddenly sighed, and said, "You invited me here just to see this disaster?"

"Of course not...... Monk, what do you hear?" the old man asked.

The old monk's ears moved, and he sighed: "The anger is in the sky, the murderous spirit is rampant, the living beings are wailing, Shura hell!"

"In this case, should we do the right thing for heaven?" the old man in Mai slowly got up.

"Yes!" the monk bowed.

Ye Fan held his breath and rushed towards Baopu Feng, and there were bursts of wailing and screaming at the foot of the mountain behind him!

Who is it? Who is taking advantage of the fire to rob and slaughter Maoshan disciples?

At this critical moment, those enemies hidden in the shadows dare to do this!

Where are Xianyun, and where are the elite disciples of the sect protecting the mountain?

One mystery after another is difficult to solve, at this time he has no choice but to charge towards the sea of fire on the top of the mountain, looking for Yang Daren, if he is dead, it will be one corpse and two lives.

The thatched hermitages are completely submerged in red, the heat wave is blowing on the face, and the oil smoke volatilized by the pines and cypresses is like thousands of households turning on the range hoods at the same time, and the smoke is billowing and rolling, rolling with grease, and burning violently......

"Da Ren! Senior Brother Da Ren!" The only passage in the sea of fire was the path up the mountain, running in this hell molten flame, Ye Fan dodged left and right, calling out Yang Daren's name.

That thatched nunnery has long been engulfed in flames, where is there still the shadow of Yang Daren.

Standing on the hot mountain and stone road, Ye Fan couldn't believe this result.

"The surname Ye, there is a road in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you come here, haha, it's really a way to kill yourself......" A familiar voice came from the front, and on the mountain road, more than ten Maoshan disciples wearing black Taoist robes poured out.

The leader is a sharp-beaked monkey gills, about thirty years old, it is Huang Guangfu, the steward of the front yard of Maoshan Sect and Xianyun's apprentice, it stands to reason that he will also call Ye Fan a senior brother.

At this moment, behind Huang Guangfu, two Taoist priests were holding Yang Daren, who was covered in bruises and black, and was dying, and the rest of the people held swords in their hands, forming a semicircle, and the killing intent was directed at Ye Fan!

"It's you, you traitor who deceived your teachers and destroyed your ancestors!"

"Haha, people don't destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves, this is the truth that Xianyun taught my generation. Huang Guangfu laughed wildly, pointed at Ye Fan and shouted: "Listen to this mountain, Maoshan is going to change its ancestors tonight, and those old immortals should all die!"

In the face of this former fellow disciple and now the enemy, Ye Fan's face did not change, he slowly walked forward step by step, and shouted angrily: "Huang Guangfu, damn it, you wolf-hearted thing, the master treats you well on weekdays, killing the same disciple and brother, setting fire to the mountain, you are not afraid of heavenly retribution?"

Several Taoist disciples showed deep fear when they heard this, and they couldn't help but retreat back.

"Don't be afraid! He is now a wasted person! What heavenly retribution, what law, whoever has the big fist has the final say! Kill him, the head of the family will never treat you badly, the first seat of the Yuanfu Palace, the Qianyuan Palace, and the Fayin Palace are up to you!" Huang Guangfu's face was fierce, and he weighed the brocade box found from Yang Daren's body, "See, who took his head, this thing is whoever!"

These words exposed his details, Huang Guangfu is not the culprit of tonight's rebellion, he is at most a pawn!

Under the heavy reward, these small courages were strengthened, the crackling and burning fire, and the shouting and killing sound from the bottom of the mountain forced people's hearts to go crazy.

These retreating people turned cruel again and surrounded them!

Hugging Pu Feng, the fight is in full swing, and several forces are fighting together!

The Maoshan disciples who committed the rebellion, all wearing black Taoist robes and holding swords, chased and killed the same disciples who fought the fire, and they used to be brothers and sisters, but now they are greedy for profit and turn against each other!

The men and horses led by Xianyun and Kiyosa Yumi and other women had just arrived and quickly joined the counterinsurgency camp.

At the foot of the pitch-black mountain, rivers of blood flowed and cries were screaming, reflecting the blood red of the sky, reproducing the terrifying scene of Shura's hell.

Xianyun Gong is a fast master, with a sharp sword, and he kills the rebel disciples without mercy, which makes people tremble and chill.

"Third Master!" Zhao Ling'er was wrapped in a few rags to cover the key parts, which turned out to be a fabric made of torn red dresses.

"Kill! These evil people are not my Maoshan disciples, don't have mercy!" Xianyun took the lead and rushed into the chaotic enemy formation, and with a sword sweep, several people let out a miserable scream and died on the spot.

Qingsha Yumi held the demon knife Muramasa, dragged the long knife upside down, and was involved in the darkness in white clothes, and in an instant, a dazzling snow bloomed!

Su Lin guarded Lin Shiya's left and right, and the gunfire couldn't hide those crazy shouts and mountain fires rushing into the sky......

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