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Chapter 3 Thunder and Fire

The swallows and geese are heartless and fly with the vastness.

Pink clouds linger in the sky, and red leaves stroll on the end of the tree.

A light carriage turned a corner and exposed the front of the car, and the dust followed it all the way.

Suddenly, the horse sounded and the car stopped. The cool breeze blew, the gauze curtain rolled up, and the girl sitting quietly closed her eyes and opened her eyes. In an instant, the light rippled and the light finally flowed into peace.

Sang Jue moved his numb feet, knocked on the small table in front of him silently, and bent down to pick up the falling teapot.

"What's wrong?"

"Girl, it's not a problem. It's just that it's getting late. A fiery red light suddenly shone in the sky. A thunderclap frightened the beast. The little one should do it immediately." The coachman wiped his forehead. Mom, this girl was really scary. She thought she was cute before, but she understood that there was no wind all the way. There are rumors that she could not laugh naturally and her temperament was gloomy. She could feel a gust of air before she got close to her. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her name was creepy. Isn't Sang Jue hurt? It's serious to send the person away quickly.

Speaking of which, Sang Qingqing had no vision of men and was not good at naming them, which shows that the genius' ability may not be real.

Because the coachman was full of thoughts, he was supposed to be cautious about the external environment and ignored many things, including the abnormal celestial phenomena and the abnormal movements of the forest beside the road...

"ah!"

With a scream, the carriage paused, and leaned forward. Sang Jue rolled to the car door unexpectedly. When he looked up, he saw it, he was speechless.

Thunder sounded, and the sky became brighter and brighter. The pink glow suddenly turned red, and then it turned faintly black. Lightning wandered around and teared the sky. Another black dot suddenly appeared, carrying the bright colors around it, roaring through the sky.

In this terrifying scene of destruction, another young man stood up and stood up, with a fierce red dress and a round head and a strange smile on his face.

The blade was snow-white, and the blood gradually slid down and dripped on the coachman's face. The coachman's face was clear and lying on the ground, dying without knowing it.

Sang Jue had just realized that wherever he saw the internal organs of the horse, which was divided into two halves, were still steaming, covering his mouth and retching for a few times. When he raised his sleeves, the smooth jade jue slid down.

The jade ring was green and transparent, and at this moment it echoed the thunder and lightning that was raging in the sky, and it became more and more intense after leaving the master. It buzzed the moment it landed and was about to fly away.

Sang Jue immediately grabbed it, missed his other hand, and fled back flexibly to the side of the road. She knew that she had encountered a robbery.

"Stop, don't move!"

Sang Jue ran faster, and she didn't want to end up like the dismembered horse. Although the charlatan was considered to be short of her life, it could not be such a terrible end, as her mother said that the environment was polluted.

"Oh, you stupid man, I am a god-given god, a savior, don't run away, I need your broken jade!" The young man hurriedly chased him behind, and surprise flashed across his arrogant face. Such a mortal dared to resist, which was a bit interesting. Then give her a whole body.

Sang Jue raised his middle finger in his heart. Wherever the lunatics came from, they were robbed and given to gods. I'm afraid it was a disaster from heaven. And that was not a broken jade, but a jade Jue. Even if he died, he would not give it to him. Let's thunder strike him to death!

It seemed to be the case, and the thunder above my head was louder. According to the time, the sky that should have fallen into darkness became extremely gorgeous. The fireworks in Kyoto were even more beautiful. The light was red, yellow, green, green, blue, blue, purple, purple, black, white, white, white, and shiny, spreading layer by layer, and the lightning was the embroidered thread that shuttled through it.

"Hey, little girl!" He looked like a half-year-old boy, but he looked like a ten thousand-year-old monster.

Sang Jue was just an eight-year-old girl, and she could not escape the thief. She struggled to get around a forest. After the last tree fell behind her, she was thrown to the ground. Her neck cooled down and her nose faintly smelled the breath of blood.

The sharp knife was pressed against the flesh, Sang Jue's heart was beating like thunder, his head was buzzing, and sweat blurred his eyes. She really had no strength and wanted to have a cliff behind her to jump, but unfortunately there was no next to the official road.

"Haha, this thing is mine." The boy approached and snatched it, and saw his eyes protruding, as if he had lost his mind, and actually threw a knife and snatched it with bare hands.

Sang Jue laughed three times in his heart, and turned out to be mentally retarded. She held Jade Jue tightly in the palm of her hand, raised her feet and kicked the other party hard, rolling over and preparing to pick up the knife. My mother said that power emerged from the sword.

The boy was not wary of being kicked hard in an indescribable part, his expression was twisted like a ghost. He gradually showed a ferocious sharp horn on his head, and four hands suddenly emerged from behind. His arms stretched forward and rotated, easily cutting off Sang Jue's path and pinched the person over.

"If you don't want to eat toast, then you will swallow you and Yu."

Sang Jue was hung with a rapid breath, his face turned red, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. She looked at the other party's blood-red eyes in horror. She saw a forest of overturned trees behind him, a torn sky above his head, and a whine sound came from her ears. She saw the scene of hell after death.

"Mom, I'm going to die. Unfortunately, I didn't find the owner of the jade ring. It's useless to not find my father!" She thought silently, and immediately felt furious, her fingers were broken, and the man actually took the jade ring and sent it into his mouth...

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The crimson flame suddenly jumped out, wrapping the two people into a big fireball. The flames spread rapidly, and the radius of ten meters around the center of the fireball began to burn.

At this moment, the sky was finally torn apart when flowers bloomed, and balls of black and red fireballs hit the ground. The sky was tilted northwest, the ground was sinking southeast, the flood was flooded, the stars fell, the sky was in chaos, the earth was filled with smoke and dust, and the sound of wailing, which was a sign of doomsday.

A man came from the sky, left the surrounding rocks and headed straight to the Daqing land. He could feel that the treasure was here. The creature was cunning and born with a spiritual treasure, so he could not just run away.

Sang Jue's mouth was dry and his eyes were red. Her reason gradually returned, and she pushed away the burnt thief and hurriedly grabbed the jade ring from the man's mouth. However, the shape of the half moon was shattering, and the jade ring was actually broken!

She couldn't help but look at the dark ball. Could it be that her other half was in his stomach?

Wait, where is this place?

Sang Jue looked around, the sky was broken, the earth was cracked, and the eyes were devastated. Could it be that she did it?

Just when she was shocked and scared, a sound suddenly came from her head. A strong wind blew, and she was lifted up and fell to the side. She looked up at a man in red robe, standing in the air, the fire dragon wrapped around her waist, unable to see her appearance, and waved her sleeves to pull up the boy who had been burned to black charcoal, and laughed wildly: "Haha, I can find it without any effort to find it. It seems that the Heavenly Dao rewarded me for killing Chantu, so I will be disrespectful."

The sound was like a huge wave, and Sang Jue was trembling in the pit. What happened to the world?

She stretched out her hand with difficulty: "Sir, please wait, that person's belly..."
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