Chapter 11 Fire of the Soul

The messy ground was full of straw, full of potholes and dilapidated. Jiulong and Nalan Jirentai lay quietly, and their bodies were stained with blood. The shocking wound was chilling, and the blood cheeks on the wound had already dried black and red.

Brush!

Suddenly, a fiery red robe, the immortal young man slowly appeared. He slowly raised his beautiful face and glanced at the environment here.

This is a broken temple. In addition to the straw on the ground, there is only an earthy yellow statue left. The earthy yellow statue stands straight. It is an armored god of war. He holds a flame trident, points to the sky, steps on the ground, looks at the sky, and looks sharp, as if there is a fierce wind blowing, and his hair is flying. The robes flew, and a sharp breath rose to the sky.

After scanning around, the young man in a fiery red robe looked at the sculpture, and then he bowed deeply before walking to Kowloon and Euro Tartison.

Brush!

Looking at the messy appearance of Jiulong and Europa Tattisson, the young man frowned slightly. Suddenly, he waved his big sleeves and saw a red fire suddenly shoot out, only to hear the sound of sneer. The solid armor worn by Kowloon and Europa Tattisson, as well as the vague blood stains, The smoke disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

Looking around, the wounds on Jiulong's body were crisscrossed, and there were still five or six arrows inserted in his chest. One arm had already been broken. If the armor hadn't tied it tightly together, it might have been lost.

Oro Tatison is no exception. One of his legs was also broken and completely broken. A huge sharp knife was inserted in his chest, and the blood had already dried, leaving only black and red marks, proving that all this was irreparable.

The young man stepped gently, walked to Jiulong and Euro Tatison, squatted down, stretched out his white fingers, slowly pulled out the arrow in Kowloon's chest, and then pulled out the sharp knife on Euro Tatison's body.

Then, he put Jiulong's broken arm and Oro Tattisson's broken leg. He flicked his fingers, and a wisp of flame rose. At once, the sound of the broken arm and broken leg disappeared without a trace. He slowly stretched out his hands and put them on the heads of Kowloon and Euro Tatison respectively. A red light wrapped around their bodies. Slowly, Kowloon and Euro Tatison's bodies floated up.

The wounds on Jiulong and Euro Tartison were repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they recovered as before, and their skin was more delicate and faintly glowed with a fiery red luster. Kowloon's broken arm began to grow again, and in the blink of an eye, a new arm appeared perfectly.

Oro Tartison's broken leg is no exception. It has also grown out in an incredible way, and the red light is still working. Kowloon and Euro Tartison's bodies have also undergone earth-shaking changes. Some impurities in the body are rapidly eliminated, and Kowloon's face is more handsome, fresher and red. The light is full, but the dead face completely destroys the beautiful image.

"Hmm?" The young man suddenly frowned, because he noticed that Euro Tattisson was wearing a mask on his face, buzzing, and he flicked his fingers again. The mask was brushed ashes and smoke, and an ugly face appeared in front of the young man. The sparse hair, eyes, nose and mouth were completely twisted and completely different. Like.

Sneer--

The fiery red light immediately began to work, stirring a ripple. The ugly face slowly deformed, and a handsome face slowly formed. The lips, eyes, nose and goose-shaped face were really extremely beautiful. Looking at this handsome face, the young man laughed, "I really didn't expect that he was still a peerless beautiful man, but somehow he would be disfigured. However, if you come to help you, then send the Buddha to the west and complete you!"

Slowly, the fiery red light faded, and the intact bodies of Kowloon and Europa Tartison slowly fell to the ground. Looking at their dead faces, the young man waved his hand gently, and a golden dripping rotating drop appeared in his palm, which was as sticky as mercury. But it is as ethereal as fog, emitting a soft light, rising, and it is so beautiful.

"Fire of the soul!" The young man opened his mouth again and said, "This is the fire of the soul forged with divine power. Lord V of God is really a great deal!"

Then, he threw away the soul fire and stared at it seriously. The fire of the soul seemed to have its own thinking. Slowly looked at Jiulong, covering his whole body and integrated into it. Jiulong's face gradually turned red, a trace of anger was slowly born, and a faint breath slowly flowed out.

After doing all this, the young man waved his big sleeves again, and a red red ** also appeared. The rising ** was inlaid with golden edges, full of dreamy beauty. Alas, it is not as good as the fire of the soul forged by divine power, but with this trace of divine power, you will also benefit endlessly!"

The young man threw the fire of the soul in the same way, and the fire of the soul slowly drifted to Euro Tatison. Slowly, Euro Tatison also breathed. Until this time, the young man stood up. He stood with his hands on his back and looked at the bodies they were lying on. His eyes returned to the sculpture. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and slowly said, "Lord Vulcan, the task you assigned has been completed. I don't know what benefits can you give me in 300 years?"

Suddenly, the young man suddenly became smart, because a voice sounded in the depths of his heart, "Qingyan, you have done a good job, but your task has not been completed yet. From now on, I will secretly protect Kowloon. Three hundred years later, I promise you an artifact!"

"Thank you, my lord!" Hearing this, the young man named Qingyan was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to the statue! Then he turned his head, looked at the bodies of Jiulong and Euro Tatisson, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said slowly, "Take a mark!"

With a thud, Qingyan's fingers bent slightly and flicked gently. Two flame flowers floated towards Kowloon's newborn arm and Euro Tartisson's newborn leg. After doing this, Qingyan's figure slowly faded and disappeared without a trace, and a piece of silk slowly floated down from the air. .

The silk wrote: "Kowloon, when you wake up, go to Mississippi Island quickly, where there is a grand wedding!"

The sun slowly set on the top of the mountain, and the red light illuminated the small ruined temple in the mountain. Through the dilapidated windows, it also shone on the earthy yellow sculpture. The sculpture seemed to have a spiritual and charming flame, which was extremely beautiful.

Suddenly, Jiulong's fingers moved slightly. After a while, his fingers moved again. After brushing, Jiulong suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp golden rays suddenly rose to the sky and shot straight to the top of the broken temple. With a click, two small holes appeared. The ubiquitous sunlight penetrated through the holes and shot into the ruined temple.

Oro Tatison yawned and stretched out lazily, "What's the sound? It's so noisy!"

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Euro Tatison suddenly sat up, and his first reaction was to touch his body, because he was **, and it was scarred in his memory. Looking at the sleeping Kowloon next to him, Euro Tatison grew his mouth in surprise, "We're not dead? Are you dreaming!"

"Nine brother! Brother Jiu! Wake up!" Euro Tatison hurriedly pushed Kowloon.

Kowloon slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Euro Tatison's bare body. Looking at himself, he was also bare. Suddenly, he looked at Euro Tatison's face and was so shocked that his mouth fell down. He pointed to Euro Tatison and stammered, "Oro Tatison, I didn't Dream, when did you look so beautiful!"

"Uh!" Euro Tatison touched his face with some confusion. Suddenly, he was also stunned. He rubbed it randomly for fear that it was not true. "My face is ready, my face is ready. Are you dreaming?"

"I'll give it a try!" Jiulong raised his eyebrows, smiled, twisted Euro Tartison's skin and pinched it. He only heard the howl of Euro Tartison and pigs. The whole ruined temple was suddenly full of anger, and happy laughter came from brothers everywhere.