The spirit-swalking flame, in terms of its reputation, is definitely the first evil flame in the world of cultivators, demon hunters, or the minds of monsters.

Since ancient times, there have been many flames that have become famous, such as the true fire of the sun, the true fire of Samadhi, and the earth's center flame, but these are all too illusory. Cultivators also have "fire cultivation", and the fire summoned is divided into various levels. However, with the severance of the inheritance, even the basic flame technique is considered a secret that is not passed on.

However, the spirit-swalking flame really exists because of the appearance of Taotie. How can it not make people feel scared of the soul and everything related to the soul? Because the soul is the most fragile and is the best protected, and it is the essence of a person. This flame is not called the first evil flame, and I am simply sorry for its special nature.

However, I knew in my heart that if I swallowed the spirit flames to cook and cook, or even light a cigarette, I could be so anxious.

Therefore, the spirit-swalking flame is born only for battle.

I swallowed spirit flames and soared into the sky, but how many people can have the knowledge now? When the people around Jiuer saw that I used the flame technique, they were shocked that the flame technique was almost instantly shocked, but they still disdained in their eyes. What threat does the fire evoked pose to a great demon-level threat to them? Several people rushed towards me.

On the contrary, Jiuer subconsciously stepped back several steps. The spirit-swalking flame was hard to defend against, and it was powerful, and it was equivalent to instant spells. In close combat, I would not have fought with forty monsters, including the four evil spirits. The only thing that restrained the spirit-swalking flame was the soul power that was stronger than its master, or avoided it from afar and suppressed it with great techniques. Obviously, in this sudden explosion, people would not know that no one would touch its edge.

Sure enough, the people who rushed up screamed and retreated. As long as they were stained with a little spirit-swallowing flame, they would be like maggots on the tarsal bones, and would instantly burn with the soul power until the soul was swallowed.

The miserable situation of those people naturally made the rest of them afraid to come up. Even Jiuer took advantage of the chaos and retreated a lot. She just looked at me from afar and shouted at the person under her: "Try to use all the soul power to wrap this flame and force out the soul. Others can also inject soul power into it, wrap this evil fire, and force out the soul."

I glanced at Jiuer. This was indeed a solution. As long as I did this in time, I could control the spirit-swallowing flame. However, according to the devouring speed of the spirit-swallowing flame, this requires strong soul power to support it, and the movement must be fast, otherwise I would not have time to force it out of my body, and the spirit-swallowing flame would have swallowed the wrapped soul power completely.

This is the same as wrapping fire with paper. If a thick enough fire is pressed down suddenly, it can still extinguish the small flames.

It seems that Jiuer has studied the spirit-swallowing flames in particular, so I looked at him and his eyes happened to face him. He looked at me and wished he could swallow me alive. Even if he killed his father, he would not be like this.

"Whether the wolf man or that leopard demon, it's all you, Ye Zhengling!" Naturally, at this time, he would not hide my identity, and immediately broke my identity.

"So what?" I replied to him. Under the spirit-swallowing flame, no one existed in the five meters in a radius of five meters, but I didn't think I had a huge advantage. Everything was just the beginning.

"That's fine. Listen, this person is the biggest enemy of my demon clan and the person who needs to be killed the most! Do you know his identity? The demon hunter, a guy who will become the leader of the demon hunter in this era, is now called Ye Zhengling, but do you know who he is? He is Nie Yan, the great enemy of my demon clan thousands of years ago!" Jiuer got my admission and did not say anything nonsense to me, but instead shouted loudly in the hall.

In his identity and I admit it again, these demons had no reason to believe it, so the eyes of them looking at me were intriguing.

Moreover, the atmosphere was extremely silent and depressing at this time. It seemed that everyone had a lot of thoughts and words, but was shocked by my identity and could not say anything for a moment.

But will I care about the opinions of these monsters? I just sneered at Jiuer's loud shouting, saying that he lost to the Tong Emperor. Such a handsome guy actually stood there and shouted, shouting that everyone was fighting me in groups. Is it necessary? Because I was destined to be beaten up by groups.

So, I turned around and looked at the figure with a veil. Until now, Xin Yi didn't say a word. This made me a little worried. Is she fake again, not real Xin Yi? And I also noticed that at some point, Chen Chong, who had been by Jiuer and Xin Yi, disappeared, but at this time, everything was no longer important.

This is the first time I have faced Xinyi so formally after I have confirmed my mood. Now we are only less than five steps away, but every step we take, countless memories emerge.

A smile thousands of years ago, a thunderstorm night thousands of years later, a snowy night on the roof thousands of years ago, a gentle companion to me, as if I had gone through countless years, the same robbery and the same bad fate were repeated, why did it be repeated? Just because people's hearts have not changed, how can the ending change?

No matter whether she is Xin Yi or Wanwan, no matter whether I am Nie Yan or Ye Zhengling, it is better to say that this relationship has finally passed through the barriers of time, and space has never been a problem.

I finally walked to Xin Yi, and her body was still trembling slightly. The spirit-swalking flame surrounding me rose into the sky again with a "boom" sound, turning into a misty wall of fire, and instantly surrounding Xin Yi.

After going around for so long, this is the time for me and her, and no one can disturb me.

I stretched out my hand with some trembling and grabbed the edge of Xin Yi's veil. I didn't expect that I would tremble too much, just like a real groom trying to lift the veil of the veil. My heart seemed to jump out of my throat, afraid that it would not be my bride under the veil. But at this moment, Jiuer's hoarse voice sounded in my ears: "Ye Zhengling, you dare!"

I turned my head and looked at Jiuer. After he shouted this, he actually spurted out a mouthful of blood. Then I couldn't help but rush towards me, but was pulled by the people beside him.

What is the meaning of lifting the veil? This is a sacred ceremony in the marriage of China. When it is lifted, it is like lifting a mysterious cover in life. From then on, the fate of the two people is entangled. When it is lifted, her delicate face under the candlelight will become a mark in her life. It is unforgettable to remember that this is my wife.

Although this is not my wedding with Xin Yi, I feel like this. My throat is hoarse and I can't breathe nervously. I whispered: "After I lift it, you follow me. Removing the veil is something that my husband can do, and I have to take responsibility."

I don’t know how stupid I said. What if it’s not Xinyi but pork tenderloin under the veil? But the woman in front of me was trembling very hard.

However, at this moment, I didn't think so much, just like I opened the trump card in a bet game, and I opened the red veil of the bride in front of me.

"No!" Jiuer screamed at the top of her lungs, but I was too lazy to see him. When I saw the face under the veil, my eyes had long turned into a thousand tenderness. I didn't understand that this silent companionship allowed me to go through my childhood and youth. How important is my mood in my eyes.

Now, the fog in my heart has dispersed, what else is important? The swords and seas of fire after that?! Thousands of troops?! No, this moment belongs to me and Xin Yi.

When I saw her eyes, I found that familiar and reassuring feeling, which would not give me a weird feeling like a fake Xinyi. Everything has not changed. Xinyi, my heart is still beating very much.

Xin Yi's mouth was covered with a white cloth. No wonder she didn't make any sound from the beginning to now. When she looked at me, there was a layer of hazy mist in her eyes, which made her intoxicating eyes, who had already become a heavenly fox, even more intoxicating.

I looked at her gently, then stepped forward and gently untied the white cloth on her mouth, but said, "Are you stupid? The great monster was actually covered by a white cloth and couldn't even speak."

I can't change the way I speak, because I've been so used to it to her for so many years.

Xin Yi looked at me and did not speak, but reached out his hands in front of me. When I saw it, my brows frowned. It turned out that Xin Yi's hands were also trapped by a piece of red rope. There was a piece of talisman paper stuck to the knot. I saw it so much that I summoned a touch of spirit-swallowing flames, and suddenly burned the power on the talisman paper and the knot, and pulled the red rope on Xin Yi's wrist.

Then he grabbed her hand: "Let's go."

Xin Yi did not move, but gently pulled me. I turned around and raised my eyebrows: "You don't want to."

But she rolled down her tears, then suddenly laughed, walked up, gently raised her and wiped the corner of my mouth: "Uncle, you are such a big man, do you still have to fool your mouth when you eat?"

Xinyi Xinyi! Xinyi, who calls me uncle, has been around me for many years. She handed what I want to eat to my mouth, what I want to drink to my mouth, and also wiped my mouth. How reckless I am in eating, she may only know the only one in the world.

This is more considerate and tender than the gentleness of my wife. She must be making up for the regret of leaving me in her previous life.

I really want to cry, and my throat rolled so I simply turned around and didn't look at her. I'm used to showing off in front of her, so I don't let her see my red eyes.

However, she walked behind me and gently held my shoulder with her hands. From the corner of her eyes, she was more beautiful than peach blossoms under the reflection of the spirit-swalking flames.
Chapter completed!