Chapter 81 Uncle Fire, Don't Leave Me
The Will of Fire left quickly, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The Ghost Erosion Emperor couldn't find any traces, and when he was silent on the spot, he waited quietly.

After about a stick of incense, the space suddenly distorted, and then the shadow of Dawson Luo slowly condensed.

"Ran?"

He uttered low words, opened and closed a pair of pale eyes, looked at the remaining ghost flame fluctuations here, and smelled Chen Luoli's strange blood aura.

But within a radius of a hundred miles, they were nowhere to be seen.

"You are late."

The Ghost Evil Emperor spoke softly, and when he opened his palm, black beads emerged, the inside of which was shiny and misty.

When the spell was cast, it attempted to cover a longer distance, but even if it spread three hundred miles away, there was still no trace.

"Hmph, they can't run far."

With a sound of falling, the space was distorted again, and the shadow of Sen Luo left directly.

When the ghostly emperor's eyes flickered, he stepped forward and disappeared.

At the cost of burning the source, the fire ghost king did let him see a very terrifying power.

But this power is fleeting, and the consequences can be imagined.

Now beside Chen Luoli, apart from that strange old stiffness, there is no help left.

As long as you find the clues, you'll be done.

As a result of the thought, I saw that the boundless will of the Ghost Erosion Emperor was shrouded in the vast mountains, fields, and forests, and there were even clouds of black mist, constantly parading in the world.

He didn't know that at this moment, in a certain cave hundreds of miles away, there was the enchantment power of the Fire Ghost King.

The breath is weak, and it is difficult to find it under concealment.

The cave is very large, and there are constant cries.

The fire ghost king was lying on the ground, all the flames had disappeared, and the big hole in his chest could never be restored.

It can be seen that the whole body is covered with cracks and cracks, which are broken like sculptures.

The will of fire in the pupils was eclipsed at this moment, only a faint spark flickered gently.

"Girl... don't cry, your father will find out here soon."

The Fire Ghost King's lips moved slightly, and the words that were as thin as a gossamer came out.

Wei Qing stood beside her, her eyes were flushed, and Wuyue was guarding the entrance of the cave, but her body trembled slightly.

This catastrophe was unexpected.

The nightmare-like power of the Ghost Erosion Emperor made Wei Qing feel even more desperate, making it difficult for Wu Yue to protect Chen Luoli's safety.

If the fire ghost king hadn't burned the original power, it would be impossible for them to escape.

"Uncle Huo...I'm sorry for you."

Chen Luoli's tears kept falling, looking at the current appearance of the Fire Ghost King, her heart felt like colic.

They met in Dayan Shenchao, and after a year of knowing each other, they have regarded each other as an indispensable part of their lives.

Chen Luoli never thought that one day, she would kill the Fire Ghost King.

That broken body was densely covered with a large number of cracks and lines, and the loss of vitality was irreversible. It seemed that after a while, the flames in his eyes would also disappear.

Thinking about it now, I seem to be the source of disaster.

Anyone and anything that comes into contact with yourself will become very unhappy.

If I hadn't been born, maybe my father wouldn't have died and my mother wouldn't have disappeared.

There was nothing wrong with Elder Zhou He, but because of himself, he was slaughtered by thousands of monsters on the way to Kongtong Mountain, and his life and death are unpredictable now.

Uncle Huo would not burn his own vitality in order to fight against the Ghost Evil Emperor.

All of this is inseparable from myself.

Tears fell, dripping on the Fire Ghost King's body, with pain far beyond what this age could bear.

"Girl, it's not your fault."

The Fire Ghost King wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears hanging on Chen Luoli's face, but found that his whole body was weak and all his perceptions were fading away.

With a sigh, he gave up.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the flames in his eyes flickered, showing no regrets.

Thousands of years ago, he was born from the raging flames, possessing an extremely high bloodline talent, and he has stood on the ceiling of the king level without any cultivation.

Killing is something that almost every newly born monster must do.

Under the heinous sin, he felt a deep loneliness.

This world created him, but it didn't tell him the meaning of his life.

Until, he met Chen Luoli.

If he had to choose again, he would still not abandon Chen Luoli when facing the Ghost Evil Emperor.

The only regret was that he couldn't continue bickering with Chen Luoli.

The fire ghost king's consciousness gradually weakened, and the flames flickered, showing signs of extinguishing.

Chen Luoli stared blankly, and saw the cracks in the tortoise turned black, resembling coke, which would shatter when touched.

"No, no..."

She was in a panic, but nothing could stop her.

Suddenly, she turned her head abruptly: "Give me the knife!"

Wei Qing's eyes were red, and he really couldn't watch this kind of scene. He was slightly taken aback when he heard Chen Luoli's words.

"What are you going to do?"

There was no response, Chen Luoli immediately pulled out his saber with a clang.

Immediately, a gap was made in the palm of his hand.

Blood dripped and splashed in an instant, and fell on the mouth of the Fire Ghost King.

Drop by drop, faster and faster.

"Uncle Huo, I'm stupid, but I'm not stupid. I know there's something wrong with my own blood, and I also know why those demons are staring at me."

With tears in the corners of Chen Luoli's eyes, enduring the pain in her palm, she made another gap, forming a cross mark.

The blood flowed faster, dripping into the Fire Ghost King's mouth, but it didn't make the flames in his eyes flicker again.

Chen Luoli wiped away tears while oozing blood.

"When I was young, I accidentally fell, and the stone broke my knee, but it made the dead grass grow more vigorously than other plants."

"I was terrified, but I didn't tell my father. I was afraid that he would regard me as a monster and not want me like my mother."

"Uncle Huo, please don't leave me behind, I still want to practice with you..."

Chen Luoli's cries fell in the Huo Ghost King's ears.

The flow of that strange blood became more and more, containing extremely terrifying power, and the power of endless vitality, all of which were integrated into the source of fire.

And Chen Luoli's face became paler, and her lips lost all blood.

She felt dizzy, and her body was on the verge of falling, until suddenly, a cold little hand reached out and covered her wound.

She looked up and saw Brumaire.

"You... have done... well." Wuyue opened her mouth, and uttered indistinct words.

She had to stop and calm Chen Luoli down.

After hearing a few clicks, the body of the Fire Ghost King turned into coke, and a mass of original fire slowly entwined, like silk, gradually revealed in front of him.

On the surface, it can be seen that there are thirteen colors circulating, a total of thirteen colors, intersecting each other.

This is the origin of the fire ghost king, who possessed one of the flames when he was born.

When burning, it can stimulate the whole three colors.

"Uncle Fire..."

Chen Luoli made a weak sound, and held the original cocoon silk in her hands. Then her head became dizzy, and her body fell far away, and Wu Yue hurriedly supported her.

Wei Qing quickly said, "Do you need me to do anything?"

Wuyue shook her head, her eyes were complicated.

(End of this chapter)

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