The Flame’s Daughter Chapter 8:

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters of the raging fire!

Zhan Feng, nineteen years old.

A "mandate of heaven" knife in his hand, the sword is fierce.

The temperament is stoic and ruthless.

It is said that he started killing people when he was seventeen years old. Under his sword, there were no distinction between men, women and children. Anyone he thought deserved to be killed was severely killed.

This time, Liehuochuang Village ordered Zhanfeng to solve the **** case of Broken Thunder Village.

The fire in the world, the dark river of the underworld.

As Dark Yeluo mysteriously disappeared, Dark River Palace seemed to evaporate in the world. Lie Huo Zhuang has become the master of the rivers and lakes, and its judgment is the decision of the martial arts.

No one can defy.

For Zhan Feng, he has to make a judgment.

Who killed Xie Hoouyou, the owner of Thunder Breaking Village.

Late night.

There is no sword city in the world.

The white and fat knife stroked the wine cup without trace: "Zhan Feng should know that his judgment may make martial arts chaos."

The sword is flawless in brocade clothes and jade robe, the paper fan in his hand shakes lightly, his smile is impeccable:

"He is a very smart person."

Dao Wuhen said: "Zhan Feitian's son, shouldn't be much worse."

Dao Wuxian smiled and said: "As the son of Zhan Feitian, he can't do anything wrong even more."

The two smiled at each other.

There is something indescribable in the smile.

Knife Wuhen drank the wine: "Then you can rest assured."

The knife has no time to shake the fan and chuckle:

"Zhan Feng will definitely make the most correct judgment."

Early morning.

Ru Ge opened the door of the shop and carried out a basket of hot biscuits.

She looked at the sky, the dark clouds were so low that it seemed to rain. Perhaps because of the cloudy sky, there is no sunshine, there are few people on the street, and it feels bleak.

Autumn, is it coming soon?

She felt that her chest was inexplicably blocked, as if something bad was about to happen, but she couldn't tell.

She took a breath, trying to drive the strange feeling away.

But suddenly startled.

As if in the smoke, two people came to the east of the street.

One after another.

The man in front is twenty-five years old, carrying a strangely shaped ancient sword, his face is a little melancholy, but his eyes are very lively. Ruge knows him, he is a killer within the top 20 of Liehuochuang Village, and his name is Zhongli Wucai.

The young man at the back has a cold breath.

Wearing a blue cloth, his body is straight and straight, his dark black and blue curly hair is flying gently in the morning breeze, and his dark eyes are indifferent and lonely.

Ru Ge naturally recognizes him.

Zhan Feng.

A gloomy morning.

The air also seems to be gray.

Snow Kee Biscuit Shop.

Ru Ge stood dazedly behind the steaming sesame seed.

A white bird flew by.

Zhan Feng——

As if not seeing her.

Passed in front of her.

Passed straight and indifferently in front of the sesame seed cake.

The heat of the biscuits smeared her eyelashes, and the white mist made her eyes feel wet and cold.

She clenched her fists and suddenly greeted with a loud smile:

"Master, do you want to buy sesame cakes? Our sesame cakes are delicious and crisp!"

Why did he pretend to be blind, since he was let go, how is he different from ordinary guests and the pedestrians on the street? Here, she is just a biscuits seller, so attracting customers is her most important thing.

Zhan Feng stopped.

He didn't think she would stop him, he thought she hated him. However, when he turned around and looked at her clear eyes, he suddenly knew--

She has put him down.

In her eyes, he was indistinguishable from thousands of passers-by, just someone she thought would buy biscuits.

Zhan Feng is icy.

He lowered his eyes, the deep blue under his eyes no one could see.

He stretched out his hand, his fingers calm and strong, and picked up one of the sesame seeds on the top of the basket. The biscuits were very hot, and his fingers quivered slightly.

Ru Ge glanced at him.

Smiling and asked: "My son, do you want me to wrap it up for you?"

Zhan Feng did not speak, holding the biscuits in his palm, and continued to walk forward; as if he had never stopped, and had never bought biscuits.

It's just that he has been holding this sesame seed in his palm.

The two figures disappeared on the corner of the street.

It's overcast.

The morning breeze is very cold.

Ru Ge held Mu Jian and closed his eyes, only to feel a burst of Venus flying in his head.

At this moment, Xue's voice came faintly: "Stupid girl, you forgot to collect the money."

Think about it, and laugh out loud:

"Yes, I forgot!"

Xue shook his head and sighed: "Prodigal, today I will punish you for selling biscuits for a whole day and you are not allowed to rest!"

As the song responds:

"Yes!"

Xue saw that she was energized again, and couldn't help smiling.

Ruge looked at his flowery smile, and suddenly felt warmth in his heart, blurting out:

"Snow, thank you."

The white clothes are dazzling, the smile is dazzling, Xue looks at her:

"I really want to thank me and stay with me forever."

There is deep emotion in his eyes.

Ru Ge stared at him suspiciously, suddenly feeling something wrong.

Two days later.

Lievolcano Village announces the world——

The person who killed Xie Houyou was the deputy owner of Duan Lei Village and also Xie Houyou's son-in-law, Cao Renqiu.

In order to seek the throne of the owner, Cao Renqiu has been poisoned by Xie Houyou's food for a long time, so he can easily succeed.

People who know Cao Renqiu are very surprised.

Cao Renqiu really doesn't seem to be a person who would kill his mentor and father-in-law, he always appears simple and kind.

However, from the moment they learned of the Liehuoshanzhuang announcement, everyone in the rivers and lakes had determined that Cao Renqiu was the one who killed Xie Houyou. Because this conclusion was made by Liehuochuang Village.

No one will doubt the Liehuochuang Village.

No one dared to doubt Lie Volcano Village.

Even if Xie Hoouyou came alive and told people that he was not killed by Cao Renqiu, no one would believe it.

The judgment of Lie Huo Zhuang is always correct.

Afternoon that day.

The commoner boy Lei Jinghong clapped his hands and laughed: "Haha, it seems I really underestimated Zhan Feng!"

Ru Ge pursed her lips and stared at him.

Xue used a snow-white square towel to gently wipe the shaved red jade fengqin all over her body. Since coming to Pingan Town, he hasn't played the piano for a long time. He lowered his head and chuckled:

"Lei Lang, Zhan Feng is definitely not a reckless man."

Lei Jinghong flew over and squatted beside Xue, smiling:

"Yes, he can actually think of finding Cao Renqiu as a replacement for the dead ghost. In this way, Liehuochuang Village, World Without Blade City and our Pilimen can all get out of the world. The rivers and lakes are still peaceful. Smart!"

Xue smiled and said:

"Yes, Zhan Feng made the right decision."

The right decision?

Is everything just Zhan Feng's decision?

Ru Ge's face is a little pale, she stares at Lei Jinghong:

"Where is Cao Renqiu?"

Lei Jinghong was taken aback by her appearance: "What Cao Renqiu?"

"Is it really the Xie Houyou who Cao Renqiu killed?" She said solemnly, "Is there evidence for Zhan Feng?"

Why, they are only talking about who kills Xie Hoouyou can make the world peaceful, and they don't care whether the person pushed out is the murderer or not.

Lei Jinghong smiled as if she was a three-year-old child: "Haha, what a ridiculous question. Since Zhan Feng said Cao Renqiu was the murderer, he could naturally come up with evidence, but who would dare to really go with this evidence? Check it out? Hey, what kind of status is Liehuoshan Village!"

"Then," Ru Ge's eyes brightened surprisingly, "You don't know what happened, why are you talking nonsense again, accusing Zhan Feng of looking for Cao Renqiu as a replacement for the dead?!"

Lei Jinghong's eyes widened!

This little girl from Pinhualou, the little girl who makes biscuits, actually scolded him for nonsense!

He seems to be looking at it like a song for the first time.

She was angry, her stubborn eyes seemed to have flames burning, and the bright red clothes were flying fiercely. Her whole body was like a fire, and the strong and compelling momentum made him lag for a while.

Snow fiddles with the strings.

The sound of the piano is like rain that suddenly begins to fall outside the house.

Lei Jinghong said angrily: "Cao Renqiu was originally a ghost for the dead! I dare to use my head to guarantee that the person who killed Xie Houyou must be a person without a sword in the world! Only when Zhan Feng was concerned about the interests of all parties, Cao Renqiu Launch it to die!"

"You bullshit!"

Roar like song.

Lei Jinghong laughed with anger: "What do you know about the stinky girl who makes sesame seed cakes?! In charge of the world martial arts, it is not the truth, but the needs of the situation! If Cao Renqiu is the murderer, he can only be Murderer!"

Xue Qing said: "Lei Lang, that's enough."

Ru Ge trembles with anger: "As you said, the world of martial arts, don't worry! If Cao Renqiu is not a murderer, no one can frame him!"

Lei Jinghong is young and vigorous after all. Although he doesn't want to make Xuexue unhappy, he can't help but sneer after being topped by a song: "I'm afraid he has become a dead man. It doesn't matter if he is a murderer. "

"You speak clearly!"

Song's voice trembled slightly.

Lei Jinghong hugged his arms and smiled leisurely: "How can Zhan Feng allow him to live, he must be killed, but I don't know whether that Xie Xiaofeng can survive."

Pour down like a basin of cold water from head to toe!

Ru Ge was shocked on the spot.

Xuehan said: "Lei Lang, you talk too much."

When Lei Jinghong saw his handsome face and anger, like white snowflakes in the ice, he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart, and smiled calmly: "Okay, okay, I'll just shut up."

Here.

The door of the house seems to be split by the wind!

Ru Ge gritted his teeth and ran out!

The sky is so gloomy as an inevitable nightmare.

Dark clouds are thick.

There is no one on the street.

Ruge in red is running in the rain. She has no longer worried about whether she will be found to be doing light work. She has to find Zhan Feng by various means!

She must find Zhan Feng!

Rain, the arrogant door of the house floated in.

Xue's fingers stroked the strings.

There is no tune, but a high-pitched sigh...

Summer rain comes quickly and goes quickly.

The sun shone brilliantly from the clouds, reflecting the golden light of the lotus pond.

The green lotus leaves in the pond shook their fragrance in the sunshine.

Cao Renqiu's face was sallow, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat. He looked at the blue-clothed boy in front of him in horror, his voice was trembling and dry: "I didn't kill the master! I didn't kill him!"

Only one night, he went from being a filial half son wearing a linen belt to a murderer who murdered his master and father-in-law. From the moment when Lie Huo Zhuang announced that Xie Houyou was killed for him, he knew that his life was over. No one will believe him, everyone thinks that Lie Huo Zhuang is always correct.

But, he doesn't want to die!

He wants to escape from Ping An Town and find a place to live away from the world. Originally only wanted to go alone, but was discovered by the clever son, and must be with him. So he took the nine-year-old Xiaofeng and began to flee.

Only escaped for half an hour.

Escape to this lotus pond on the outskirts of the town.

Zhan Feng and Zhong Li appeared in front of him without tears.

Xie Xiaofeng thinks Dad is very strange.

Why did Dad tell the man in blue that his grandfather was not killed by him in such a frightened manner? How could Dad kill Grandpa? He didn't understand why Dad had to leave Ping'an Town, why he had to leave secretly, so that he had no time to say goodbye to his friends, and he couldn't make an appointment with the beautiful brother Xue and sister Ruge when he would see him again.

Xie Xiaofeng was surprised to find that his father's legs were trembling. The indomitable father in his mind kept saying to the man in blue with cold sweat on his forehead that Grandpa was not the one who killed him.

However, the man in blue didn't seem to be listening to Dad at all.

The wind, with the fragrance of lotus leaves, slightly blew Zhan Feng's hair.

Zhan Feng did not draw his sword, standing tall and upright quietly.

He is dressed in a dark blue cloth; his hair is thick and slightly curly, dark and blue; there is a blue jewel in his right ear, against his dark blue eyes.

Suddenly there was a greenish green in his eyes.

The green lotus leaves in the lotus pond were adorned with raindrops, revealing the colorful colors of the sun. This crystal clear beauty made his eyes squint gently.

Zhong Li Wucai drew his sword as Zhan Feng squinted.

The sword light is like a string of water drops splashing on a lotus leaf, pointing directly at Cao Renqiu!

At the moment when Zhan Feng squinted, Cao Renqiu looked at his son.

He knew that he was bound to die. If he met Yu Zihan with a gentle temperament or Ji Jinglei with a strong and upright temperament, he might have a chance to explain and hope to survive. However, he met Zhan Feng arrived.

Zhan Feng is a major disciple of the Master of the Fire. He is gloomy and cold. There is no room for change in everything he decides.

Cao Renqiu originally wanted to draw a knife.

He knew that as long as Zhan Feng squinted his eyes, it was a sign of murder. However, as soon as he put his hand on the handle of the knife, he gave up. He could never defeat Zhan Feng, or even Zhong Li who was behind Zhan Feng had no tears. Then, he might as well take the last time to take a good look at his nine-year-old son, Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng saw that sword!

His eyes were full of fear, and his little face was full of panic and panic. He hugged his father's leg tightly and watched the sword pierce his throat.

Father...

He wanted to shout out to remind his father to beware of that sword. Before the sound could rush out of his mouth, he felt a hot, fishy liquid, rolling down from his head and sticking to his immature lips!

Xie Xiaofeng raised his face in panic and looked up.

Daddy's throat is like a fountain, with blood pouring out endlessly. The blood stains Daddy's clothes, and it splashes and stains his clothes red. Dad opened his mouth and looked at him with loving eyes, thinking that he had something to say to him, but the person whose throat was pierced couldn't speak no matter how hard he tried.

Cao Renqiu fell to the ground.

Fell at the feet of Xie Xiaofeng.

The blood in the throat finally stopped flowing after dyeing the earth red.

Xie Xiaofeng was only nine years old, but he knew that his father was dead and was killed with a sword by the man in front of him; he also knew that it was the young man in blue who ordered the man to kill!

Zhan Feng stood tall and stared at a corner of the lotus pond.

There, surrounded by heavy lotus leaves, a flower bud blossomed quietly.

The buds are white and white, just like her white skin.

Perhaps it was the last lotus flower of this summer. When it was blown by the wind, it made a smile like a silver bell.

"You killed my father!! I want to kill you!!!"

Screaming!

Roar!

The figure of a blood-stained child broke into Zhan Feng's sight.

Zhan Feng frowned slightly. For a moment, he couldn't remember who this child was.

Zhong Li had no tears to stop the child.

Xie Xiaofeng's body struggled desperately in Zhong Li's tearless hands. He yelled at Zhan Feng in hatred: "Why do you want to kill my father, he is a good person! He didn't kill grandpa!"

Zhan Feng looked at the lotus in a daze, and said for a long while:

"It was not me who killed your father."

"It's you! You gave the order to kill my dad! I saw them all! Your expression is the order to kill--!"

Xie Xiaofeng was angry and cracked. He swore that he would personally avenge his father in this life, so he must remember the appearance of the man in blue.

The breeze wrinkled the water, and the pink buds smiled among the green lotus leaves.

The suddenly rising figure is like a touch of blue sky, spinning like flying clouds in the lotus pond.

Zhan Feng lowered his head, sniffed the lotus between his fingers, and said softly:

"It is the destiny to kill your father."

"It's you! It's you! I swear I will kill you!"

Xie Xiaofeng roared hatefully!

Zhan Feng was silent.

Then slowly approached Xie Xiaofeng, lifted his chin, and looked at him.

Such a small child, only about eight or nine years old, has a deep hatred, a clever head, and a stubborn temperament. If it is well cultivated over time, it should be promising.

It's a pity--

Zhong Li's eyes widened suddenly without tears, and his pupils tightened.

In both hands, Xie Xiaofeng's body suddenly softened, his neck twisted at a strange angle, a few wisps of blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, his body temperature was getting colder and colder, and his life was held in the bud by that finger in an instant The blue man smoked away.

Zhan Feng looked at the child with a quiet voice: "You are the one who killed you."

Zhong Li has no tears in her body.

He has killed many people, but he has never killed a child calmly like this.

The late summer evening.

Zhan Feng held the last lotus in the pond in his arms, his eyes dark and deep:

"Buried them."

The lotus leaves in the pond were blown and danced by the wind.

On the other side of the lotus pond.

The nerves in Ruge's body died one by one.

She stared at the boy in blue on the opposite side of the lotus pond, unable to move!

She just arrived.

She was a step late.

She watched Xie Xiaofeng's life end in Zhan Feng's fingers!

Lotus scented in the placket.

Zhan Feng looked from the green lotus leaves and seemed to see a girl in red.

The girl he once vowed to protect his whole life.

In order to protect her, he would rather hurt her than make her live in hell.

Zhan Feng looked at her.

Her angry eyes suddenly made him understand that she was real, not tearing his dream every night.

The sunset is faint.

By the lotus pond.

Ru Ge stood in front of Zhan Feng.

She fixed his eyes: "You killed Xie Xiaofeng."

Zhan Feng said: "Yes."

Ru Ge said: "Reason?"

Zhan Feng said: "He will be an enemy in the future."

Ru Ge sneered: "Because you killed his father."

Zhan Feng said nothing.

Ru Ge said: "Tell me, do you really think Cao Renqiu killed Xie Hoouyou?"

Zhan Feng has no expression on his face: "It can only be him."

Ru Ge angrily said: "What kind of answer is this!"

Zhan Feng has ridicule in his eyes: "This is the only correct way."

"Method?" Ru Ge laughed angrily, "In your eyes, other people's lives are just the solution to problems?"

Zhan Feng was silent.

The lotus leaves in the full pond flew into blue waves.

Ru Ge constricted his face, and said solemnly: "Pick the knife, I want to ask for justice for Xie Xiaofeng."

Zhan Feng shook his head: "You are not my opponent."

Ru Ge straightened her chest and smiled: "Really? Then you have to try it before you know!"

Lie——Fire——Fist——!

The flames of scorching heat!

Song's fist struck out, and the lotus leaf in the pond seemed to be scorched instantly, curled and yellowed.

She has become a fire!

The fire that can burn everything in the world!

That night.

Snow has been waiting like a song.

The door of the shop is open, moonlight comes in, there are grasshoppers, and frogs barking.

Xue's fingers plucked the strings, but she kept looking at the street outside the house.

White clothes are as bright as the moonlight.

Finally.

The sound of messy and embarrassing footsteps on the street, like a lost child in a panic.

Xue raised her graceful eyebrows gently.

Ruge’s "plop" slammed into the room, and the bright red clothes seemed to have been wounded by the sword and fluttered like a gorgeous butterfly that had lost his soul. His face was pale, but his lips were blood-red.

There is no snow in her eyes.

He softened and fell to the cold ground.

Then started crying!

She cried like a child, trembling from crying, cried a little retching, crying so that her limbs began to twitch.

Snow looked at her.

This is the first time I have seen Ru Ge crying.

In the past, she would laugh no matter what the situation was, even if she smiled reluctantly. He thought that her strong smile made his heartache; unexpectedly, her cry broke his heart.

Snow sits on the ground, and embraces her crying coldly.

He fondled her scattered black hair lovingly, and said softly: "Don't cry, haven't you already given up?"

Ru Ge broke free from him, his eyes were red and swollen like fire:

"I hate him!"

She hates him! He can dislike her, he can throw her down, but how can he kill a nine-year-old child inhumanely? ! That child, dancing firecrackers like a dragon; that child, tired of eating biscuits, likes to eat candied haws; that child, when he grows up, he wants to be a hero!

Zhan Feng killed Xie Xiaofeng without blinking his eyes.

Xie Xiaofeng's head hangs lifelessly, the bloodshot corners of his mouth are scarlet, and he can't shout anymore--

"Sister Ruge..."

Ru Ge hates herself too.

Hate myself why it's so useless! She started to practice the Fire Boxing at the age of five, and she practiced for eleven years, but she could not reach the essence; she was like a fool, looking funny and ridiculous under Zhan Feng's Destiny Sword.

Zhan Feng seemed to be teasing her, stabbing her hair with a slash, splitting her sleeves and skirt corners; even if her fist hit his chest, his expression seemed to be just bitten by a mosquito. .

The moonlight is like water.

Inside the house.

Xue whispered: "Your hatred is the greatest curse to him."

If the song didn't hear her, she was full of anger!

She clenched a fist and shouted:

"Why?! Am I just a useless waste!"

She wants to be stronger!

Perhaps, only by making her stronger can there be less sad things in the world!

At this moment.

Only the moon saw the sadness on Xue's face.

So the moon also began to grieve.

Xue heard the voice in Ruge's heart. He knew that when she was stubborn, she finally decided to do something that he couldn't stop.

Her power is no longer what he can seal.

"Cough!"

Zhan Feng covered his chest and coughed out a bit of blood!

Under the candlelight.

His cheeks are strangely flushed, and the gem in his right ear is so blue as if dim light flows.

Zhong Li left without tears and closed the guest room door for Zhan Feng.

He knew that the last thing Master Feng needed was other people's interruption; under the moonlight, he couldn't help but think of the child whose life was suddenly taken away.

Zhong Li's tearless eyes were gloomy.

Perhaps, he is not suitable to be a killer.

Zhan Feng's chest is bursting with pain!

Ru Ge's fist is so powerful, I have underestimated her in the past; she is indeed Lie Mingjing's daughter, and her anger is like a domineering style.

His right hand reaches into his chest.

Wry smile.

The pink lotus buds have long been beaten into a ball of mud by the fist of a song, leaving only a faint fragrance and transparent flower juice between the fingers.

The last lotus flower this summer, after all, I still can’t keep it.

Zhan Feng threw the remaining lotus mud debris out of the window!

At this time.

Zhong Li's tearless voice came from outside the house.

"Master Feng, there is no sword in the world, the son of no sword, the son of no sword, and the son of Wuhen."

Zhan Feng wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips, his indifferent face was as ruthless as in the legend.

"Come in."