Hey, hey.

The old flame is orange, and at first glance it is no different from the ordinary spiritual flame, but you can see that the flame is different.

The flame around, the temperature is far more than the ordinary fire is a kind of fire

The sandalwood bookshelf burns in the flames, and the footsteps of those ancient books are quickly curled and yellowed and turned into ashes.

These rare treasures may have only one copy of the entire Ziyun continent, but now they are burned in the flames of Hong Lao.

"Hong Lao, I and Jin Yi came here just to find Bodhi to discuss, why is this why?" Yu Yu looked at the treasures around him and shrouded in the fire, not only revealed a few regrets.

Hong Lao sees the night feathers saying that there is not much hostility in the eyes, but the eyes are lightly stunned, and the bottom of the scene flashes a touch of inexplicable identity.

It seems that the night feathers on the face of the wipes are somewhat beyond the expectations of Hong Lao.

However, the night feathers are so sorry, not all because these books are burned.

More importantly, it’s the night feathers that hurt my heart.

More precious books, just burned.

And so on conquered Bodhi, these are the assets of Baifu.

I don’t know if Hong Lao knows that Yu Yu’s heart is so careful, and will not agree with it.

Without responding to the question of the night feathers, Hong Lao’s arm suddenly lifted up and grabbed the flame around him.

"Roar"

In the midst of the fire, two hoarse buzzes suddenly burst out.