The original owner sighed secretly, wondering how many unspeakable pains are hidden in this young martial arts leader and this young man who bears a lot of responsibilities?

But isn’t this kind of character of daring to love and hate very similar to that of himself when he was young? When A Yin died tragically, he was unwilling to face it and drown his sorrows all day long. When he was able to accept it, he transferred the regret to hatred, ran around and killed everywhere, turning the Central Plains into a Shura field for a time. His pain was completely exposed and vividly. However, Li Yijie’s pain could only be held in his heart, biting and tormenting himself again and again.

In a trance, Li Yijie felt that his consciousness sometimes wandered away from the object with his hallucinations, but sometimes he was floating with the real scene. Several seabirds flew by in the air, but still couldn't take away his sorrow. A few night walkers walked not far away, and they were in a hurry. Who cares?

However, after a moment of passing, Li Yijie suddenly was shocked and blurted out, "Xue'er!" Thinking of the woman's smile before, the smile was full of sadness, which was the same year-round tolerance as him. He hurriedly looked around and could only see a slim back, following the elderly. Those people were also vaguely, familiar, as if they had seen it somewhere.

But at this moment, all the images were all lost. What he saw and thought in his heart were all that was the back and the vague smile. He grabbed the sleeve of the original owner, as if it was his only pillar and shouted: "Original uncle... I... I... I seemed to see Xue'er just now? I... I... I want to chase her..."

The original owner of the manor held his wrist with his backhand and sighed, "I think about it on the day and dream about it at night. I'm afraid you have hallucinations because you miss Miss Nangong too much. Think about it, she should be staying in the palace now, so why did she appear here? Alas, it's true that she has a deep root! You finally tried to divert your sorrow from missing your master, but now you have once again fallen into the sea of ​​suffering for your junior sister..."

Li Yijie said anxiously: "No! No! I...I...I did see it!" Thinking of the evidence, he hurriedly said: "The volcano is about to erupt, and the residents on this island have already escaped. How could anyone take the initiative to go up the mountain? Original uncle, let's follow and take a look... Just take a look! If that person is not Xue'er, at least, I would also remind those ignorant travelers. But if... she is really Xue'er, now she is under the control of others. Even if she fights for this life, I will definitely rescue her intact!" As he said that, he turned around and rushed to the mountain.

The original owner sighed, but did not stop him anymore. He seemed to have subconsciously recognized Li Yijie, or supported his "adventurous spirit" silently, while following closely behind.

Before the two of them took a few steps, they saw fiery red liquid flowing from top to bottom. The surface was rough and covered with a layer of loose pieces. There was a large piece of slowly flowing block on both sides. A narrow band of about eight to fifteen meters was formed in the middle, and bubbles continued to appear at the top, which was very strange. In the dark night, the unique fiery red light of the liquid can still be seen clearly.

As soon as you get closer, you will feel the temperature around the soles of your feet suddenly rise. The flowing fire seemed to be liquid, which makes people feel a sense of oppression from the outside. The snow in front of you has melted all the time, and the originally white peaks gradually turn into deep red. At the same time, the soles of your feet are slightly shaking. Although you are not unsteady in standing, the vibration is extremely obvious.

It was obvious that I was standing in the original place, but the scenery in front of me was constantly shaking, and I felt like I was head-heavy and dizzy. I shook it a few times and said in surprise: "What's going on?"

The original owner followed quickly, his face was unprecedentedly solemn. Seeing that the liquid was flowing faster and faster, and the number also increased sharply at the same time, it seemed that no matter where he settled, he would definitely step on one place. He said in a deep voice: "If I had no idea, the volcano had already erupted faintly. This kind of lava is the stone that had melted in the magma! The temperature is not lower than the magma... If you continue to chase it, an accident may occur."

Li Yijie said anxiously: "If it were really a volcano eruption, Xue'er had already walked in front! Wouldn't she be even more dangerous? Original uncle, if you are afraid, go down the mountain first, and I will chase her back alone." The original owner of the manor raised his finger and knocked him on the head, laughing: "You little devil! Do you really treat me as a greedy person who is afraid of death?"

Li Yijie felt moved, but he wanted to help him save his son, so he helped him save Xueer again, and it was natural to repay him. Now he didn't have that much time to be polite in the same place, so he had to "respect his kindness" and support each other with the original owner, running towards the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow. However, the road was really unexpected. Before he could run far, the light and shadow in front of him flashed, and he landed in front of him alone. A white dress showed his unique charm, which was Yuan Yi.

As soon as Li Yijie saw him, he immediately stood still. The perseverance on the original owner's face immediately turned into a pain mixed with warmth and hesitation. His lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't even speak a word.

Li Yijie didn't have to worry too much, and his eyes were only turned to Yuan Yi's eyes. Seeing that his eyes were still so blank, his heart suddenly became cold. He said, "Don't think about it anymore, that's not him. It's still that puppet."

This sentence has all the "quick strike method" taught by the original owner. He protected him intentionally or unintentionally, and did not want him to see his son so cold-blooded and ruthless, but was too painful. He pretended to be meaningless and sneered: "Oh, who am I talking about it? It turns out that it is our original master? Why, what kind of sage is conveyed to your noble master?" The words were sarcastic and sarcastic.

Yuan Yi turned a deaf ear to the ears, looked at the two of them silently, and said coldly: "Two, you really have to keep your promise." The lava flowed gurgling on the soles of his feet, touching the hem of his clothes, and continued to flow forward, but the hem of his clothes was no longer burned.

Li Yijie's heart trembled. I wonder what evil treasures he carries, or how good the Yin and Cold Kung Fu is to be able to avoid the strength of lava. Or, he was originally the Snow Master who transformed from the ice and snow?

But no matter what, it seems that if the Seven Evil Saint Lord wants to escape from the magma and become a demon, it is not as ridiculous as he thought at first. In order to avoid his random thoughts, he said nothing, "Yes, now we are here, should you ask your master to come out and talk? We have been neglecting for a whole day, but it is not like the way to treat guests?"

Yuan Yi said lightly: "Leader Li, you don't have to get a cheaper one and behave well. It was because my master was kind to you that he gave you the preparation time for this day, so you can investigate the terrain. It was because the gap in strength was too great, and if you win too easily, it would be meaningless." Li Yijie snorted coldly and said: "Okay, even if I received his kindness, then why didn't he, the extremely strong man, come out to see me? Is the turtle now me or him?"

Yuan Yi said: "The true example is seen on the fists and feet, and there is no need to show off your verbal advantage. Alliance Leader Li, please stay here. My master is practicing qigong at the magma mouth on the top of the mountain. He doesn't want anyone to disturb him."

Li Yijie suddenly became angry and shouted, "What does this mean? Is he making a few words to praise him? Why do he ask us to come, and others will come happily. He said he would not see us, so we have to wait for the big horse at the foot of the mountain? What do he think he is? Or do he regard us all as his slaves?"

Yuan Yi said lightly: "In front of my master, everyone in the world is a slave. This is the highest honor given to them." Li Yijie sneered: "Ha, go to him! Your master is just a madman, and you are willing to work hard for the madman. You are either an idiot or a fool." Yuan Yi smiled gently and said softly: "If you lose to an idiot, you don't know what it is?"

Li Yijie was stunned, but when he mentioned the competition, he immediately remembered the innocent people who were lodging in a pool of blood. He felt ache in his heart and anger, and said, "Yuan Yi, I ask you, answer me honestly. Did the people in the inn and houses in the town - was they - killed for you?"

Yuan Yi did not answer directly, and said coldly: "So what? So what?" Li Yijie gritted his teeth and said: "If it were you, I will definitely teach you a lesson! Those people... they are all innocent, how can you do this ruthless?" Yuan Yi said lightly: "The dog that is in the way must die. So if you dare to hinder my master from achieving great achievements, the outcome will be the same."

This sentence immediately aroused Li Yijie's anger and shouted: "Okay... OK, so you just admit it? It seems that you are so happy to be a dog for the Seven Evil Demons? Okay, I'll wake you up, the dog that fell into the water today!" As he said that, he drew his sword and stabbed him.

Yuan Yi said: "Some people obviously have no strength and like to swear all day long, just like they can do everything in the sky and the earth. In the eyes of others, they are just a clown." After turning their figure, they handed out the stick.

Li Yijie's long sword turned rapidly, drew half a circle, and the sinister sword energy was still shrouded on Yuan Yi, saying, "I'll leave this sentence to your master! I think it's very appropriate."

Yuan Yi's face was always calm and he resisted Li Yijie at will. It seemed that the two of them were not fighting each other in life and death, but just the most common candy betting game.

Li Yijie has been busy running around these days, checking the terrain, and has no time to practice martial arts. He had already fought Yuanyi a few days ago, but when he fought again, he was just repeating the inherent result again. In addition, he was exhausted by a lot of physical strength, and was forced by the original owner to mobilize painful memories. At the same time, he couldn't remember the woman who was walking to the top of the mountain. He could neither concentrate on his mind, and his speed of sword drawing and flexibility were twice as slowed out of thin air.

Not long after, Yuan Yi seized the initiative again. The stick hit him repeatedly, hitting several vital points. Li Yijie's body shook and fell a few steps back. Yuan Yi laughed and said, "Why are you not seeing each other for a few days? Your kung fu is getting weaker and weaker? This is not a good sign."

In this crazy tone, the original owner seemed to hear Yuan Yi's proud and arrogant attitude towards others. He was so tempted and contemptuous. At that time, he was still very pleased, only to feel that his temperament was inherited from himself. However, now through that exact same skin, who is the person below? Do you dare to rashly recognize him as your son? He was in a state of great excitement and couldn't help but take a few steps one after another, calling out: "Yi...Yier..."

Yuan Yi almost smashed his neck with a stick, and then immediately changed his move, and stabbed it straight into his chest. Li Yijie turned his sword and struggled to resist the attack. He turned his head to shout at the owner of the original manor: "Yuan... Uncle Yuan... Stop calling 'Yi'er'... If you continue calling that, it will be my turn to die next!"

Yuan Yi said lightly: "Oh, can you still be distracted to talk to others? It seems that it is very leisurely." At the same time, he stepped up the offensive. The stick was accompanied by strong internal force, which Li Yijie could not resist and retreated continuously, and his long sword was forced back inch by inch. Seeing that the short stick could turn and pick it slanted to control his vital points. Yuan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "It was this moment that he broke it."

Li Yijie's heart tightened, and he felt a strong pressure burst out from the stick. He came along the sword's edge and was forced to almost let go of his hand and withdraw his sword.
Chapter completed!