Princess Against the World

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

"Dingdong, there is no fire soul, we can't quench the sky, why don't we send it back first!"

"it is good!"

Dingdong flipped his wrist, and together with Dingxi, pressed the long sword back into the fire.

With the sound of a machine, the long sword sank into the sea of ​​fire again, the fire trough merged, and the calm just now was restored.

Nan Hewei was not dead yet, lying there screaming and screaming.

His body just couldn't move, but the pain was very clear.

This kind of heart-piercing pain made him want to die quickly, but he didn't even have the strength to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Under the firelight, Dingxi slowly took off the hood of the cloak.

He looks exactly like Ding Dong, the only difference is that there is no scar on his face.

Ding Dong turned his head slowly and saw that his breathing was a little short.

"It's dangerous! If it wasn't for this person we caught temporarily, I'm afraid..."

Dingxi's head was full of sweat, rolling down and dripping.

"yes……"

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

The muscles on Ding Dong's face trembled violently, and he touched it subconsciously.

"Dingxi, go see that person, ask about the situation, I'll go see Huohun!"

He walked quickly to Ling Luoyu's location.

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

With trembling eyes, he looked around.

"what happened?!"

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

Dingxi walked slowly towards Nanhewei, condescendingly, with gloomy eyes.

"Does it hurt!?"

There was a whimper in Nan Hewei's throat, and the remaining eye looked at him in horror and despair.

"It's okay, I can help you end this pain! As long as you cooperate with me!"

Nan Hewei's eyes trembled, and he whimpered back: "Say..."

"Who is with you!?"

"No... I am alone..."

Dingxi's eyes turned to Dingdong, where he shook his head, indicating that he had found nothing.

"One person!? Then I will tell you carefully?!"

Ding Xiqing stepped forward, bowed down, and looked at each other.

"The fire dragon that came out just now is the soul of fire, that is, the soul of fire, and it is necessary to temper the magic weapon! Only by giving the magic weapon the soul of fire, can we temper their sharpness! That soul of fire, we After being quenched for thousands of years, I originally wanted to give Mietian to be led by your people..."

His fingers slowly touched Nan Hewei's scorched wound, stirring casually.

"what……"

Nan Hewei screamed louder.

At this time, he can't care about other things, just wants to die quickly, not to suffer from this kind of torture.

"It's the King of Hell and... Tian Ziwen..."

Dingxi's hand stopped abruptly: "Who are they!?"

"do not know……"

Dingxi's eyes narrowed and he suddenly pulled, tearing a piece of flesh from Nan Hewei's face.

"what……"

Another horrific howl.

"I really don't know... I only know that they are... from the Ling family and the Tian family... I don't know anything else..."

"Lingjiatian's family!?" Dingdong stepped forward quickly: "Who is it?!"

"It's... the hunters around..."

"Orion!?" Dingxi's eyes sank: "How can an ordinary hunter lead away a fire soul!? Do you know what a fire soul is? That is the soul of fire... How could it be led away by an ordinary hunter?!"

Nan Hewei paused in despair: "What I said is true... Maybe there is something on them that attracts those fire souls..."