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"what?"

After hearing Taoist Red Candle's words, Hu Jiu had prepared a lot of words, and now he didn't know how to respond.

"Ah, what? Just say that Lang Yue was killed by someone?"

Red Candle Taoist took a look at Hu Jiu: "Just looking at your current state of expression, you know that Langyue's end is not good."

He chuckled, turned around and left: "Langyue, this old bastard, seems to have offended a great master! In order to avenge Langyue, it's nothing to kill your little foxes, but if it's because of killing you , It’s a bit worth the candle to get yourself involved!”

Red Candle Taoist is thin and dry, with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, and his appearance is extremely wretched. He doesn't look like a monk, but looks like an old thief.

He left as soon as he said he would, without any hesitation, which was completely beyond Hu Jiu's expectations.

"I still have a cluster of real sun fires that I didn't show you!"

Seeing Taoist Chi Zhu turn and leave, Hu Jiu was stunned for a while, before he murmured: "Sure enough, there is no one who is a Taoist who has a little bit of Taoism."

As the owner of Wanhualou, after he was imprisoned by Daoist Langyue, he believed that many monks in the city knew about it, but no one cared about his life or death.

The left and right are nothing more than a fox demon, even if they were all slaughtered by Master Langyue, it is just a good deed of subduing demons and demons, and it is not a bad thing for these humans.

In particular, Ba Junming of Langming Mountain died in Wanhualou. Master Langyue killed the fox demon in order to avenge his junior brother.

Now that Hu Jiu has not been killed, Wanhualou is still operating as usual, but the aura of Master Langyue has suddenly disappeared, which will naturally attract the attention of nearby monks.

But attention is attention, monks who have cultivated to a certain level, there is no idiot who will never barge in without thinking to avenge Master Langyue.

You must know that Daoist Langyue's cultivation base is not low, and he is already a practitioner of the Jindan realm, which is enough to be called a master, especially among the monks of the lower three sects of Langming Mountain, the monks of the Jindan realm are already masters. A master at the level of the middle elder.

However, this kind of master at the level of teaching elders was annihilated in an instant, which was enough to shock many people. Faced with such a situation, everyone would weigh themselves.

However, there are not many such as Taoist Red Candle who leave so simply.

Not long after Taoist Chizhu left, several monks came to Wanhua Tower and asked Hu Jiu about the situation of Daoist Langyue. Most people would not continue to ask if they heard that Langyue was killed. Yes, turn around and leave.

But there are also those who are pretentious, who may have a little friendship with Daoist Lang Yue, who are much better than Lang Yue in terms of cultivation, and also possess a few magic weapons that they are proud of, so they have to ask Hu Jiu for the specific situation.

A woman with a cold face pointed at Hu Jiu with a long sword in her hand: "Hu Jiu! Daoist Langyue is the Great Elder of Langming Mountain, with a high position and authority! If something happens to him, you little Wanhualou will suffer! Sorry!"

On the tip of her sword was a cyan glow, which was three feet long, and she hesitated: "Quickly tell me! What's going on?"

A fat and white monk next to him also shouted: "Niety! Fellow Daoist Langyue has always been glorious, and he is a role model for me. If something happens to him, the Buddha will be the first to burn down your Wanhualou!"

A few monks surrounded Hu Jiu and threatened viciously: "If you don't explain clearly what's going on, watch me cramp your skin and torture you to death!"

Hu Jiu glanced at the crowd, and cupped his hands: "Seniors, Reverend Langyue peeped at a senior and was beaten to death with one blow. The senior who killed Reverend Langyue gave me a flame and said, if anyone wants to do something for Langyue The real person is coming out, first look at his flame before making any calculations."

The woman holding the sword sneered: "A flame? A mere flame, who are you scaring? Could it be that the sun is really burning?"

She smiled and said to everyone: "If the sun is really hot, we naturally dare not intervene."

Several monks laughed: "The monks who can subdue the real fire of the sun must at least be a great master in the Dacheng period. If we encounter such a great supernatural power, I will let him three points, that's okay!"

Hu Jiu pursed his lips secretly, knowing that these people were bragging.

The monks who can reach the stage of great achievement in the world are only one step away from becoming immortals. They are proper supernatural powers, and everyone present is not enough to crush them with a single finger.

If you really encounter such a legendary great supernatural power, it is estimated that this group of guys can run faster than anyone else!

But no matter what, the cultivation of these people is still much stronger than Hu Jiu. Although Hu Jiu kept slandering, he still respectfully said: "Seniors, please pay attention!"

He took off his bracelet, poured out a cluster of real fire from the small crystal bottle, and held it in his palm: "It's this cluster of small flames."

The woman with the sword sneered and approached: "Really? Let me take a look!"

She put away the long sword in her hand, stretched out her hand to the flames held by Hu Jiu and waved lightly: "Come!"

The little flame in Hu Jiu's palm remained motionless.

The woman holding the sword blushed, and stretched out her hand again to make a false move: "Duh!"

Usually, she only needs to stretch out her hand and make a false move, even a big tree will rise up from the ground and fall into the palm of her hand.

But at this moment, a wave of mana was released, and it was unable to shake the little flame.

No matter how many times she performed the exercises, the small flame in Hu Jiu's palm still burned quietly, motionless.

"what?"

"interesting!"

"This flame is extraordinary!"

Several monks at the scene were shocked when they saw this, and they gathered around to watch the flame.

The chubby monk stretched out his finger, and lightly twisted the flame: "Good, good, this fire is destined for the poor monk..."

Bang!
Before he could finish his sentence, the flame in his hand suddenly expanded, and thousands of sparks burst out, covering the monk's whole body.

The next moment, the sparks shrank abruptly and turned into a cluster of small flames again, floating and sinking in the air.

But the fat and white monk just now had disappeared.

"Master Gangfeng? Master Gangfeng?"

"What happened just now? Why did Master Gangfeng suddenly disappear?"

Several people at the scene were taken aback, and they scanned the room, but the fat monk disappeared.

"That...is it possible..."

Hu Jiu pointed to the position where Master Gangfeng was just now: "Master Gangfeng was burned by flames just now?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Several monks looked at each other.

After a while, the woman with the sword snorted, "Nonsense! How is this possible!"

A few people next to him also yelled: "Nonsense!"

"What kind of fire can instantly burn people into nothingness?"

"Do you really think this is the real fire of the sun?"

"Damn it, it's sensational!"

Several monks looked excited and cursed at Hu Jiu.

But after cursing a few words, the woman with the sword turned around and walked outside: "It's just inexplicable! What is a flame! What's so scary! Hmph!"

She snorted a few times and went out.

The eyes of a Taoist next to him flickered, his expression was dignified, and he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Yes, it's just a flame, what's so scary? The poor Taoist just doesn't bother to care about it!"

He was talking, but his body couldn't help backing away until he reached the door, before he heaved a sigh of relief: "Hu Jiu! Fellow Daoist Langyue and Master Gangfeng both died at your place, your crime is not small!"

The Taoist pointed at Hu Jiu: "Just wait! Sooner or later, fellow Taoists will take care of you!"

He turned around and walked away while scolding: "Just wait!"

After a while, several monks left.

Hu Jiu stood in the room blankly, both surprised and amused: "Are they... scared? Their mouths are very stiff!"