Chapter 1398 Greetings

  The cold flames burned on him, and with the crackling sound, the silver thread tied to Sang Zhiheng broke.

  Sang Zhiheng seemed to not feel the pain of being burned by the fire at all. He stretched out his hand with difficulty, propped it on the ground with his right hand, and staggered to stand up with strength.

  The man's black robe burned, his arms stretched out, and he made a gesture of embracing the sky.

  The color of the eyes also changed to blue and green against the flames.

  Like the vertical pupils of a poisonous snake, resentful and vicious.

  At this moment, the rest of the people in the field had already been evacuated, and only the people from the Marshal's Mansion remained.

  Before the flame, the handsome and demon boy stood with his hand in his hand.

  The wind blew her dark hair.

Under the black hair, a pair of cold pupils lightly fell on Sang Zhiheng's face.

  Just like the scene before us, it couldn't be more ordinary.

  Her thin lips are still pursing a cold and indifferent smile, and her posture is arrogant.

  Sang Zhiheng made a gurgling sound in his throat, accompanied by a terrifying laugh that resembled a screaming bird, he stretched out his hand suddenly, actually plucking out his eyes.

  Weird laughter.

  Remnant action.

  Looking in everyone's ears and eyes, a piece of goose bumps suddenly aroused.

   "Marshal Yan, my master asked me to say hello to you."

   "Today's matter, just take it as a greeting!"

  Sang Zhiheng's eyes bleed, he said the whole sentence in a negative test, and suddenly raised his hand.

  His eyes fell into the flames.

  The bluish white flames all over his body burned violently in an instant.

  The raging flames drowned Sang Zhiheng's whole person in it.

  Almost never see that figure again.

  The flame uses the human body as fuel and burns silently.

  The initial raging fire slowly turned into a flame, and finally disappeared.

  And Sang Zhiheng's body was turned into ashes in this flame.

  The place where he was stepping on has burned to a grayish white.

   "Papa!"

  When the last flame went out, something seemed to fall to the ground.

  Yuan Jing took a step forward, bent over and reached out to pick up the thin badge.

  The moment he touched the badge, Yuan Jing's eyebrows suddenly tightened.

   turned around and walked back, and handed the badge to Yan Tao.

   "Marshal, this is what Fang Zhiheng left behind."

  The badge is pale gold.

  With the starry sky as the background, three golden vertical stripes are arranged in the center.

   seems to be a kind of totem.

  The young man looked down, fixedly looking at the badge for a long time.

  The hand holding the badge tightened slightly.

   A pair of peach blossom eyes squinted, cold and cold reflected in the bottom of the eyes.

   "Go and check."

"Yes."

  Yuan Jing took the order and turned to leave.

   also took away a team of guards.

Next to   , Fang Menglong glanced at the badge, then frowned, his eyes flashing in contemplation from time to time.

  As if thinking of something.

   "Patriarch, this matter is because of my inability to do things, so that the culprit took advantage of the loopholes. Please also the Patriarch to punish!"

  Since Yan Si stood there just now, his hands and feet were cold and stiff, and his head was buzzing, as if he was about to explode.

   And he was sweating even more.

   Kneeling on the ground at this moment, both guilt and self-blame in his eyes.

  Forehead pressed against the cold ground, waiting for Yan Tao's punishment.

  Young Master Yan glanced at him coldly and said, "If you are not doing well, you can go to the northwest for ten years. Whenever you will be done, you will get back to Laozi."

   Yan Si gritted his teeth slightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yes!"

  (End of this chapter)