Chapter 282 (1/2)

”Well I didn't see the handle clearly... ”

？ The king of the blood moon stammered.

Obviously.

She saw the handle of the sword clearly and was afraid to escape.

But it's also a good thing that she's scared.

Chen xinglie nodded slightly and said, ”tell me about the origin of this sword?”

”I can't remember. I feel that Afraid of I'm so scared. ” The king of the blood moon trembled.

”Why fear?” Chen xinglie is more curious.

”No, not me! It's not really me! I'm innocent. I didn't steal the fire. It has nothing to do with me... ” The eyes in the bloody crescent moon gave a glimpse of Chen xinglie, Zhao Yumeng, and then Chen xinglie's sword. I don't know what memories were touched. They were in a panic and incoherent way.

This is not the answer.

She asked what she was afraid of, but she talked about stealing fire.

What fire was stolen?

Why steal?

Who did it?

Whose fire did you steal?

Is it Zhao Yumeng's Nanming Lihuo?

Is it necessary to steal it?

Chen xinglie couldn't figure it out.

After all, after he has built a Nanming Lihuo, the array can condense Nanming Lihuo, and there is no need to steal it.

Among the upper circles, Nanming Lihuo doesn't need to steal.

Chen xinglie's deepest impression is still the mountain and plain burning with blood like flames that she went to see with the empress. The fire is the Southern Ming Lihuo, which is called eternal eternal red flame by experts in the upper world. It has not been extinguished for countless years.

But isn't the fire burning all the time?

Why steal?

Although the flame can't be subdued, if you want to refine alchemy, you just need to run to the flame mountain and set the tripod furnace at the foot of the mountain.

Is it worth stealing?

Is it true that there was no Flaming Mountain in the upper world when the king of blood moon was alive?

Chen xinglie couldn't help but turn around and look at Zhao Yumeng. However, he saw that Zhao Yumeng was also full of fog. Obviously, she could not remember this incident completely, and she did not understand what the king of Blood Moon said about stealing fire.

But it's at this point.

Hum!

The sword gave out a gentle quiver.

Chen xinglie suddenly turned around and looked right in front of the temple. He saw the bloody crescent moon hanging between the two dark water curtains, and unexpectedly knocked down the side of the sword's edge

Big sword suppresses all evils!

The king of the blood moon has only a wisp of remnant soul left, which condenses into this curved waning moon. He is an old ghost who has lived for many years. How can he bear the great power of the big sword, he suddenly loses his soul and stops his vitality.

The bloody moon suddenly lost its bright red color and became as black as ink. It was the same color as the water curtain hanging in front of the temple.

Crash!

The upright black water curtain lost the support of the king of the blood moon. It fell like a waterfall and spread in front of the temple. It turned into the appearance of the first one, smooth as a black mirror.

The crescent moon left by the king of blood moon gradually slipped from the sword light of the big sword and fell towards the black pond.

”Coagulate!”

Chen xinglie's eyes sank, and the sword light of the big sword became as if it were real. It wrapped up the black crescent moon and brought it out of the temple array with a Shua. It went straight to Chen xinglie and ran after the ground.