Chapter 66 Not a good world, not wonderful things

Huobatian slowly wiped the blood on his long sword, and his face was gloomy and his eyes were calm. He quietly looked at the fire youth lying on the ground, with a wry smile at the corners of his mouth, and then he looked at the sparks who were swinging his sword to break the door.

"Hing people." He looked at Mars calmly, but said in an unquestionable voice.

Mars smiled at him, revealing his white teeth, which was very ferocious and terrible.

Huobatian frowned and his face became more and more gloomy, and then he gently lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, a few dull sounds suddenly came from the air, and there were many mottled black shadows on the ground. The fire dominated the world's consciousness and looked up, and his face suddenly changed.

"Run!" Huo Batian almost exhausted his strength and shouted sadly. First, he picked up the fire and fled to the distance without looking back.

It's too late.

The sound of "Dongdong..." sounded like rain. Then there was a series of screams of horror, the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, the sound of heavy objects hitting people, and the sad and painful screams before death.

Before this was finished, there was a strange sound in the courtyard of the Lin clan again, and then the door of the Lin clan creaked open. The embarrassing fire youth who escaped from the rain of stones and arrows scrambled to rush inside angrily.

However, they saw several teenagers with wooden barrels standing at the door of the Lin clan. Looking at the bright sword of the fire clan, they were not frightened. They even smiled sweetly at the ferocious swords, revealing a row of white teeth.

Then, they smashed the wooden barrel in their hands hard at the swarming fire youth, allowing the unknown ** splash inside and smiled sweetly again. They threw out something and closed the door again.

"What is it? What's the smell of kerosene?" A fire teenager sniffed hard and asked curiously.

"No, it's kerosene." The boy's afterglow swept over what the Lin teenager finally threw out, and his face suddenly changed. Running back quickly, the teenager's tone was full of despair and shouted, "Run, it's an open fire!"

It's really late.

As soon as the open fire met the kerosene, it burned violently, and the flames spread rapidly along the flow of kerosene. Soon, the teenager who shouted at least turned into a fire. He cried and rolled on the ground, hopeing that he could extinguish the flames on his body. Unfortunately, with the burning of the fire, the screams of the teenager became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

There is a pungent scorching smell in the air, mixed with the previous strong blood, which is more and more disgusting. The fire is still burning violently and spreading, and countless fire teenagers are still struggling desperately in the sea of fire, making a sad, regretful and desperate curse.

The fire was finally extinguished. Outside the gate of the Lin clan, there was charred black earth and charred human-shaped corpses lying horizontally. There were also one or two small flames burning faintly, making a crackling sound. Several burnt black trees hung weakly in the air, and a breeze blew by and shook gently.

"Ah!!!!" Huoba Tian roared in pain and bowed his body and gasped violently on his knees. Then he fixed his eyes at the dark spark on his face, and there was a light of hatred in his eyes. He shouted angrily, "Are you satisfied now? Bastard?! Ah?! Now you are finally satisfied!"

Mars's sparse eyes swept through the battlefield full of corpses and suddenly laughed. Then he limped in the direction of the fire clan, and his figure looked extremely lonely, like the back of a 50 or 60-year-old man.

Huo Ba Tian's eyes gradually swept through this miserable battlefield and suddenly choked silently. These are all good young people of the fire clan, and they are the future of the fire clan! However, the white sacrifice here turned into an ignorant and unconscious corpse, some of which were burnt, some without heads, and some without a piece of good meat.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Fire bully looked up at the sky and roared: "Why, why?"

A line of blood and tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes. The whole world he saw was blood-red.

Through this blood red, he saw the dejected and hopeless fire teenager. He saw the soulless and dull-eyed fire teenager, all of whom were stained with a layer of blood, as if they would die at any time.

"No..." Huo Batian's hand trembled and wiped away the blood and tears from the corners of his eyes. He hugged his brother and muttered blankly, "I promised you that I would bring them back to the fire clan intact. I promised you, I promised..."

The voice gradually lowered and finally became inaudible. Huobatian is like a madman's psychopath, holding the fire in his mind, repeating vague and inaudible words over and over again.

After staggering a few steps, Huobatian was finally tripped to the ground by a protruding stone. His head was also broken and bleeding.

He touched the blood on his head blankly and felt the painful pain. Instead, he woke up a little. Looking at the fire that was still closed in his arms and the dense bodies around him, he suddenly cried loudly and made a voice like a night owl and an injured lone lone wolf. He roared sadly: "Hui Ah, Hui people!"

The fire youths, who were originally like dead bodies, finally understood something. With their bright red swords and black and gray heads hanging down, they silently walked behind Huobatian and slowly walked forward.

Is there hope for light or greater darkness and bloody despair? The teenagers don't know, no one knows.

The blood-stained sun stood quietly on the defeated soldiers, pulling their bodies longer and longer.

The battlefield outside the gate of the Lin nationality finally returned to calm. Looking around, it was full of dry black blood clots, and countless broken swords, broken limbs, broken arms, white bones, dark red livers, and long intestines scattered among the densely corpses. Near the gate of the Lin nationality is a human-shaped burnt corpse.

The whole Lin clan is full of dead bodies, and I don't know how many corpses there are. There are forest people and fire people. The hostile parties who once lived and were relatively eager to kill others immediately lay side by side peacefully and steadily, without saying a word, and were silent. There is a piercing smell of burnt and blood floating over the ground, and gradually drifting into the distance with the breeze as the branches shake.

At the top, there is warm sunshine and blood-red sunshine.

This is a very not wonderful scene.

This is a very bad world.

This is a very bad scene that often happens in this very bad world.

With a "squeak", the door of the Lin clan slowly opened. Lin Xiong quietly looked at this very beautiful scene and gently narrowed his eyes: "Hasn't the world been quiet for too long?"

With a long sigh, he ordered the young men of the Lin nationality to collect all these bodies and pull them into the distance to bury them. Lin Xiong strode into the council chamber. Maybe he should do something.

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In the fire council hall.

Huoba sat quietly in a chair without saying a word. In addition to the dead silence, there is also a dead silence in the whole hall. Everyone lowered their heads and bit their lips without saying a word.

With a gentle sigh, Huobatian looked at the fire lion and leopard: "Uncle Lion and Uncle Leopard, what happened in the hall of the Lin clan. Why didn't the eldest brother say anything about Hui as soon as he came out?"

The fire lion and leopard looked at each other with a bitter smile on his face.

"Do you believe that the Lin family has two strong men who surpass the nine grades of swordsmen?" The fire lion sighed.

"A smile?" Huobatian's face was also extremely ugly: "Haven't he disappeared after making a scene in Star City more than a decade ago? Is it really him?"

"Yes." The fire lion smiled bitterly: "You may not believe it. With just one word 'roll', he made the domineering me and your uncle leopard get out of serious injuries, and he no longer dares to go back and say no."

"How come?" Huo Batian was even more shocked: "Why did he appear there?"

"He is Lin Ruhai's father and Lin Feng's grandfather. Why didn't he appear there?" The Fire Lion shook his head with a wry smile: "To be honest, I don't know how terrible his real strength is so far. Will it be a swordsman?"

"Sword Saint..." Huo Batian's face was even more ugly.

"He is not the point, the point is another person." The fire leopard said, "As long as we don't provoke Lin Feng, Lin Xiaochen generally won't go out. When we returned in confusion, we were ready to take Lin Xiong and then use it as a hostage to enter the Lin clan. We were about to succeed..." Speaking of this, the fire leopard couldn't help smiling bitterly: "another cold 'roll' knocked the three of us to the ground in an instant and expelled us out."

"Who will it be?" Huobatian felt that his mouth was extremely bitter.

"Do you remember a person 40 years ago?" The fire lion looked at the fire leopard.

"A sword in the ocean?" The fire leopard shouted out in surprise.

"It's him, a sword in the ocean!" The fire lion rubbed his head and moaned in pain: "Do you think the Lin people can live? Calculate that the old guy is 70 or 80 years old!"

"What should we do now?" Huobatian felt that his head was about to explode. Although the others in the hall don't know how bad the things they are talking about are, they know the severity of the problem just by looking at their faces. For a while, morale was even lower, the whole fire council hall was silent, and everyone's face was full of decadence.

"Now, it's useless to think too much." Huobatian smiled bitterly: "Who knows that his Lin clan has such a big killer? No one has made a sound after bullying and squeezing them so hard for so many years. It's really determined!"