Dingxi didn't kill Nan Hewei all at once, but abruptly took him back and threw him to one side.

"Dingdong, there is no fire soul. We can't quench the sky. We'd better send it back first!"

"Good!"

Ding Dong's wrist turns over, and the west of the tripod press and temper the sword.

With the sound of an opportunity, the sword sank again into the sea of fire, and the fire trough merged to restore the calm just now.

Nanhewei is not dead, lying there screaming.

His body just can't move, but the pain is very clear.

This kind of heartrending pain made him want to die quickly, but he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue.

Under the fire light, Dingxi slowly took off the cover of his cloak.

he is as like as two peas. The only difference is that there is no scar on his face.

Ding Dong slowly turns his head, it seems that the breath is slightly short.

"How close! If it wasn't for the man we arrested temporarily, I'm afraid... "

Dingxi's head is full of sweat, rolling down.

"Yes..."

He instinctively looked at the scar on Ding Dong's face.

I feel the muscles on my face.

"Dingxi, you go to see that man, ask about the situation, I'll go to see the fire spirit!"

He walked quickly to Ling Luoyu's place.

There was nothing there, not even a trace of the fire.

His eyes trembled and he looked around.

"What's going on?"

Fire soul is obviously attracted by something, but now, there is no trace here.

Ding Xi walks slowly to South Hewei, commanding himself, with a cold look in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?"

There was a whimper from his throat, and the rest of his eye looked at him in horror and despair.

"Never mind, I can help you to end this pain! As long as you cooperate with me! "

Nanhewei's eyes trembled and sobbed back: "say..."

"Who are you with?"

"No I am alone... "

Dingxi's eyes look to the east of Ding. He shakes his head over there, saying that he has got nothing.

"Alone!? Then I'll tell you more about it! "

Ding Xi Qing body forward, bow down, four eyes relative.

"The fire dragon just appeared is the soul of fire, that is, the soul of fire, and it is necessary to refine the magic weapon! Only by giving the spirit of fire can they sharpen their sharpness! That fire soul, we have been nurturing for thousands of years. We wanted to give it to mietian today, to be led by your people... "

His fingers slowly touched the scorched wound of South Hurstwood and stirred it carelessly.

"Ah..."

South Hewei screamed louder.

At this time, he did not care about other things, just want to die quickly, not suffer from this kind of torture.

"It's Yama and Tian Ziwen... "

Dingxi's hand suddenly stopped: "who are they?"

"I don't know..."

Dingxi eyes a fierce, suddenly a drag, raw from the South Hewei face tear a piece of meat.

"Ah..."

It's another shrill howl.

"I don't know Only know they are It's from the Ling and Tian families I don't know anything else... "

"Ling family, Tian family!" Ding Dong quickly stepped forward: "who is it?"

"It is The hunters around... "

"Hunter Dingxi's eyes sank: "ordinary hunter, how can you lead away the soul of fire!? Do you know what fire soul is? That's the soul of fire How could he be led away by some ordinary hunter? "

"What I said is true Maybe there is something in them that attracts the fire spirit... "

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