Chapter 267

"Dad, I'm afraid."

The little boy tightly grasped the clothes of the middle-aged woodcutter. The eyes of shuilingling were full of fear and did not dare to see the fire Youmeng. Yumeng's legend every child has heard more or less, their evil has already rooted in the little boy's heart. Now he sees the fire Youmeng demon clan with his own eyes, and his inner panic has reached the extreme.

"Don't be afraid of Xiao Mo, there's dad." The middle-aged woodcutter protected the little boy behind his back. He looked at the white monk lying on the ground with concern. Then he caught a glimpse of the old master in yellow with a gloomy face. The only one who can defeat the Yumeng demons is the immortal masters with extraordinary means. However, the two immortal masters around them are not the opponents of these fire Youmeng demons. One of them is still knocked unconscious.

"Who will come first, you four? Jie Jie! Just take a walk on the log bridge and I'll let you go. " Huo Youmeng murmured again. As if he were looking at some toys, his cracked face could tell that his expression was very joking. He was thinking about which toy should go first.

"You two mortals go first, mortal's life is not worth money."

The sober master in yellow clothes pushed the woodcutter. He was a practitioner of golden elixir, but he had no ability to backhand before the fire was covered. He knew that Huo Youmeng's method was basically impossible to escape, but he still had a bit of luck and didn't want to die so fast.

"Immortal master, this..."

The middle-aged woodcutter winced for a moment and sighed in his heart. After all, the man in yellow is a master of immortals. He is just a mortal without the power to bind a chicken. The status and status of the two are quite different, even if he does not want to.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you mortals die, you will die. If you don't die, you will become a burden to us." Said the immortal master in yellow. Like most practitioners, human life is not valuable in their eyes.

The middle-aged woodcutter sighed and shook his head slightly. Everyone said that the immortal master is to fight against the Yumeng demons and protect the Terrans. However, the immortal master in front of him is to push them out of mortals as a shield to survive, which makes him feel very helpless.

The middle-aged woodcutter bowed his head to the little boy and said, "Xiao Mo, wait here. Dad will come back soon."

"Dad, where are you going? I'll go too. Xiaomo doesn't want to leave his father. " The little boy grabbed the middle-aged woodcutter's clothes and said in a panic..

"Don't be afraid, Xiaomo. The immortal master will protect you."

The middle-aged woodcutter looked at the immortal master in yellow, and he could only comfort him. When he was young, he told his son that when he met the Yumeng demons, he would be safe as long as there was an immortal master. His son also believed in the immortal master. However, when he met the immortal master and the Yumeng demon clan, he found that the immortal master was not equal to the Yumeng demon family, and even pushed them out to die in order to survive.

He stood up trembling, and went to the fire Youmeng in fear. He couldn't help it. So many people were arrested. Most of them were ordinary people without accomplishments, and only two were immortal masters with accomplishments. However, these majestic immortal masters are not the opponents of the Yumeng demons. One of them is still wounded and unconscious. Only one immortal master is still threatening him. Now if he doesn't go, it's his son.

A total of more than 20 mortals were arrested. Each time Huo Youmeng asked one person to stand up and go to the single wooden bridge. Everyone didn't want to. They all hoped that the immortal master could kill these Yumeng demons with great power. However, the two immortal masters they met had no means at all. In order to survive, the immortal master in yellow even forced everyone to order and let them go to die one by one according to Youmeng's request!

That small single wooden bridge is extremely hot, and the feet are too hot to bear. How can those ordinary people walk through it?

Countless people were buried in the magma below, and became the tool of fire Youmeng's ridicule and amusement. Under the threat of Xianshi and huoyoumeng demons, the captured mortals are buried in the magma, and the number is less and less. Now it is their turn.

The middle-aged woodcutter didn't want to die, but there were only four people left. He couldn't let his son go to the single wooden bridge first. Another immortal master was in a coma. There was a sober yellow fairy who threatened them fiercely. He had no way.

"Immortal master, please help my child if you can escape." The woodcutter turned and begged.

"Don't talk nonsense. I can't protect myself. Will I save you? Don't dream. " The immortal master in yellow spat hard and his face was extremely cold.

The middle-aged woodcutter showed endless despair and prayed secretly that other immortal masters would come here to save his children. He did not give up a look at his children, eyes are full of love, he hated his inability to protect his son.

"Xiaomo, take good care of that comatose immortal master, you know?" Finally, the middle-aged woodcutter said. In fact, his words are totally unnecessary. How can a child protect an adult? If there is no accident, after his death, I'm afraid his son will be pushed out to death by the evil immortal master.

"You must come back, Dad." The little boy leaned against the wall, hugged his knee, and said in a flustered voice.

At Youmeng's urging, the middle-aged woodcutter finally took a look at his son, hoping that his son would be reincarnated into a rich family in the next life, without suffering with him. Shivering down the steps, he came to the end of the log bridge.The middle-aged woodcutter leaned out his head and looked down. Many fires were drilling in the magma. The magma that could burn the Terrans in that instant was not affected at all. He stood in front of the single wooden bridge, but did not dare to continue to walk up, so many people have not been able to walk past, how can he walk past?

"Hurry up!" Fire you Meng evil smile, a spark splashed on the woodcutter's back, ironing out a big hole in his clothes. The woodcutter began to cry with pain, and he had to walk up.

He made a living by collecting firewood. His feet were wearing straw sandals. When they met the hot single tree bridge, they immediately gave off a burning smell. As soon as he took the second step, the straw sandals had already burst into flames. The flames burned the soles of his feet and made him groan. He rubbed off the straw sandals in a hurry, but he immediately regretted it. When his bare feet touched the single tree bridge, his feet were already burnt black, and his soles could no longer hold on. His body was crooked and fell into the magma.

He heard a lot of fire. Youmeng was laughing and cheering wildly. He was so helpless. At the last moment, his son Xiaomo was all in his mind. The thought that his son was going to step in his way later made him sad. Be engulfed by the hot magma should be just a moment, it is not a big deal to die in an instant.

Death is not terrible, most of the fear of death comes from the seconds before death, just frighten yourself.

But is this death?

He did not feel any pain, no burning pain. He heard the angry cry of huoyoumeng, and something seemed to be roaring around him. He felt that his waist was tight, and the falling trend had been stopped, and then something seemed to take him up quickly.

He opened his eyes and saw a 17-8-year-old young man holding him with a stern face. The young man stepped on a sword, which was beautiful, like a rainbow. The young man had another sword in his hand, which was very strange, as if it had been bitten by insects, and it was ragged.

"Immortal master, are you an immortal master?" Exclaimed the woodcutter excitedly. He caught a glimpse of many yumons rising from the hot lava, and the flames were all over the sky and chasing them.

"Immortal master, can you save my child? You can leave me alone and save my child, will you? " If he can, he wants to kneel down and beg. He is a father. If he wants to choose a person to live, he will not hesitate to choose his child.

"Uncle, don't move. I'll save him."

Muyu could not help but watch the woodcutter fall into the magma and become the food for huoyoumeng. Even if this is the home of Huo Youmeng, who has a lot of fire, he will try. He was angry not only because of Huo Youmeng, but also because of what the immortal master in yellow had done just now. Before Huo Youmeng was masked, that guy actually threatened other mortals to die first.

The shadow sword was so green that it chopped down several fire Youmeng, which was the first to catch up with, and knocked down other fire Youmeng flying up below. He took advantage of the situation and went to the little boy. A branch came out of Muling's body and wrapped up the little boy in an instant. The woodcutter held the little boy tightly.

"Xiaomo is OK. It's OK. The immortal master has come to save us." The middle-aged woodcutter held the little boy in his arms, and his body was shaking. When his son came back to him, he was satisfied.

Muyu saw the sober master in yellow. The guy's eyes were full of desire for survival. He seemed to see the Savior and stretched out his hand to Muyu.

"Help me, my Lord!" Huang Yi Xiu Zhen cried out eagerly.

Mu Yu's eyes are full of disgust. This kind of selfish guy should not have been alive if he thought that human life was just like grass roots. More and more fire, Youmeng, had already rushed over. He clearly felt the discomfort of the wood spirit sword, and it didn't like the flames.

Muyu turned around and wanted to go, but the woodcutter hesitated and said, "immortal master, can you save that comatose immortal master? He was hurt by Huo Youmeng just to protect us. He is a good man... "

It's no wonder that the comatose monk was hurt so badly. It turns out that he was trying to protect these mortals. Muyu didn't want to save the two guys with accomplishments. He was very close to the exit at the moment. If he only took the father and son out, he would have 80-90 chances to escape. Those fire Youmeng are still flying up, they can't catch up with Muyu.

But the woodcutter's words made him bite his teeth and head for the other side again. He knew that such a delay might hinder him from escaping again, but he also had his own rules. He could ignore the selfish monk in yellow clothes, but another comatose one was worthy of being saved if he was as the woodcutter said.

"Help me, my Lord." The immortal master in yellow clothes yelled with joy when he saw Mu Yu rushing again.

Muyu once again rolled up the unconscious practitioner. The man's breath was weak, and he was dying. He hesitated and brought the man in yellow. Maybe this guy is selfish, but after all, he is a member of the human race. Since all of them are here, let's take him!

With four people, Muyu obviously felt a sense of strain, and the speed immediately came down. He also had to deal with the fire that came from all directions. For him, the flame was the thing he hated the most. Several fire Youmeng have already rushed over, split by his shadow sword, and fell down. However, countless fire Youmeng rushed up one after another.He turned and flew toward the exit. He was about to rush out of the cave. However, the flames all over the sky were like poisonous snakes, which made his body stagnant. When he wanted to move on, the hole was blocked by a fire!

"I didn't expect that there was still a fish who missed the net, Jie Jie, it's not simple!" Huo Youmeng's body flashed a towering flame and glared at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu's heart sank, and he knew it was not good.

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