defend the truth

Fuchun City, Huafang District.

In the middle of the night, on the Chunfeng Avenue in the east of the city, a fire was ignited and soared into the sky.

This sudden fire burned the Huamanlou, a landmark in the east of the city.

Most of the people and animals in the ten alleys and eight streets near Huamanlou were awakened from their sleep by the sound of explosions under the sky-high flames, cries for help, dogs and horses yelling at each other... and many other sounds.

The horrible flames burned the streets along the way red, and the layers of heat waves took the wind away.Even those who are not afraid of death and want to get closer to watch this tragedy happen, they are all forced by this invisible heat to be within a hundred steps.

During this period, disheveled and disheveled people fled from various exits in Huamanlou.

Those who can escape smoothly must be lucky, but what is certain is that there must be people trapped in the fire.

Nuo Da is a building full of flowers. Although the number of clerks on shift at night will be less, but on weekdays, there is no off-season for the business because of all kinds of food, drink and entertainment. If you add those guests who linger and stay in the building, the number of people is estimated. There will be no less than a hundred people.

Let's look at the outside of the fire scene, there are only 30 to [-] people who can escape from death.

The fire will only get hotter and hotter, and the number of people who can escape from the flames will only decrease.In other words, today's Huamanlou has become a hell on earth.

Even if those innocent souls in the sea of ​​flames had not been able to see them with their own eyes, the screams that spread out with the heat wave were enough to make one's scalp tingle.

It wasn't that the surrounding residents were all hard-hearted and refused to save them. It was because the fire came too suddenly and violently.When the fire is already raging like a wolf and a tiger, the role that manpower can play is already insignificant.

In the sea of ​​flames, the two towering twin towers are now covered in fire snakes. It is hard to see the slightest magnificence, but they look more like two ferocious and clamoring flame giants, devouring all flammable things around them. Spread more fear in this world.

In the past, the emerald green glazed tiles inlaid with gold, now burst open one after another, scattering sparks everywhere.Several merchants on the same side of the street were clearly showing signs of being affected by the fire at this time.

The fire was so fierce that those who were close to Huamanlou, even if they were separated by a street, were afraid of being affected.The mood of stopping and looking far away was completely gone, the whole family was busy with work, and prepared to go to seek refuge with relatives overnight, regardless of the house.

It's just that the development of the situation so far has also surprised some careful onlookers, that is, why the patrol team in charge of public security in the city has not arrived yet?

On weekdays, even if it is a trivial matter like a street fight, the patrol team will arrive within half a quarter of an hour.This night was very unusual, not even a bird was seen in the sky or on the branches.

Ordinary people can't cope with this fire, but those patrol teams are known to be capable.Generally speaking, an ordinary inspection team is composed of 12 people, and among them are two monks who can be on duty with swords when necessary.

In a ten-mile radius around Chunfeng Avenue as the core, three patrol teams were stationed, one elite team and two ordinary teams.There are eight members in the elite team, all of them are monks who are good at magic and can control the sword.

It stands to reason that under such a major disaster, there should be twelve monks appearing around the fire scene, and even a patrol team farther away will come to support, and the inner city should also send Gao People are in charge of the overall situation.

Just when some well-meaning residents planned to ride their horses and rush to the nearest inspectorate to ask for rescue.

In the sky, twelve long-awaited sword lights finally appeared.It's just that most of them, just like ordinary people on the ground, stopped and watched from afar, and didn't go deep into the fire scene.

Only three monks with light blue sword lights broke into the sky above the fire scene, and sacrificed another flying sword as a protection against the high temperature.

After a while, under the uniform seals of the three monks, dark clouds began to cover the sky, and torrential rain poured down.And the rain was just controlled within an area of ​​two hundred feet centered on the fire scene.

It's just that this man-made heavy rain can only temporarily suppress the fire in the fringe areas.In the face of such a raging fire, it is still a drop in the bucket. To completely extinguish the fire, according to the current rainfall, it will take at least an hour.

After more than an hour, there was probably nothing left of Huamanlou except a piece of scorched earth ruins.At that time, it is still a problem that the bones of those who were burned to death in the fire cannot be recovered.

Moreover, under the collision of water and fire, the sound of the explosion intensified, and the fire fighting seemed to become a cheer.

In the patrol team, a middle-aged man with a serious face made a gesture to his colleagues behind him to charge.

However, the young man behind the middle-aged man said with a troubled expression on his face: "Feng Siwei, your cultivation base is higher than ours, so you may not be afraid of the rapidity of this kind of fire poison, but the rest of us can't take it." Let's fight with our lives? Even if there are still living people there, they are just..."

The middle-aged man's face suddenly turned angry, and he interrupted with a stern shout: "Absurd! Deputy Captain Fan, what kind of bastard are you talking about? Can ordinary people's lives be ignored? Isn't their life less valuable than yours? It’s just that you would have been reincarnated without you! Besides, you didn’t start practicing in the womb, did you?”

"If you cherish your life so much, you might as well stay at home honestly and covet the Dao of Longevity. Why did you go through all the trouble to get admitted to the Inspectorate? Did you want to get benefits?"

The young man bowed his head and remained silent.

The middle-aged monk glanced at the crowd behind him coldly and said, "Which one of you has any objections?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, but they dared not say a word.In fact, most of them have the same thoughts as that young man just now, but they just don't want to be scolded bloody.

The middle-aged monk is also well aware of these people's thoughts, but what he needs at the moment is a lot of convincing, but obedience, and immediately said without hesitation: "Everyone obeys orders, follow me in to save people!"

"rush!"

With an order, the nine monks, including the middle-aged monk, all stuck a "Tai Yin Talisman" on their chests, which has the effect of resisting the scorching heat, and charged into the flames with the light of their swords.

From a distance, the Huamanlou and Changchunlou are almost completely surrounded by the fire, but as long as you cut through the surrounding flames with the sword light, you can still find that there are many places inside that have not been completely swallowed by the flames.

The structures of these two high-rise buildings, which cost a lot of money to build, are quite firm and solid. They are a mixture of brick and wood. Most of the places where wood is used are painted with refractory paint.It stands to reason that even if there is a fire somewhere, it shouldn't cause such a large fire.

What's more, the fire outside was much more violent than the fire inside, which really made people at the scene suspicious.

Was this fire not an accident, but someone deliberately setting it on fire from outside the house?

But now, the leading middle-aged monk can't bother to pursue these matters. He can only record this suspicion secretly in his heart. The most urgent task is to search for survivors.

"Search for me floor by floor, every room. If you see someone, take them out no matter if they live or die!"

"Yes!"

The first thing a group of people broke into was Changchun Building, because this building was in the shape of an inn, and it was the place where there were most likely survivors in the fire scene.

Of course, in the eyes of middle-aged monks, even the deceased who have unfortunately died should not be ignored. This is a due account for the family members of the deceased.

In fact, their group quickly found dozens of survivors in the corridors and rooms on the second floor.Many people were dying and struggling on the ground, and some of them passed out, but they still had a weak breath.

Those who passed out were mostly people in the corridor.Just because the corridor is narrower than the room, and the smoke on the first floor can be forced up along the stairs, the smoke is also much denser than the room.

It is enough to see that these people should have run to the gate or side door on the first floor, only to find that the escape exits were all surrounded by the fire outside.When the fire continued to invade the lobby on the first floor, it had to turn back to the second floor.

During the period, the current situation was caused by inhaling a large amount of dense smoke.

What is certain is that as long as the patrol team comes later, the people here will be suffocated to death by the thick smoke instead of being burned by the fire.

Agni is just an accomplice!

In desperation, the middle-aged monk took a rough look at the surrounding environment, and angrily slashed out a sword light at the end of the corridor.

"bang"

With a loud noise, a gap leading to the outside was opened directly from the second floor.

There is no need for the middle-aged monk to spend much time on the next thing, because if all this needs to be ordered before someone can do things, then the first sentence he uttered must be a curse.

After the gap opened, the others immediately picked up the survivors on the ground and fled to the exit.

The middle-aged monk continued to go up to higher floors, hoping to find more survivors.

In the corridor on the third floor, no one could be seen, but after the middle-aged monk demolished all the doors with his bare hands, he still found a few survivors for him.

But the middle-aged monk didn't choose to take the person away directly. Instead, he used his sword to cut through the floor of a certain room, which was equivalent to opening up the third and second floors.Then, he gathered the survivors he found on the third floor to the second floor and handed them over to his subordinates.

All of this is to buy as much time as possible, even if it is a little more time in general.

After the third floor, the same process was followed when reaching the fourth floor.

However, when they reached the fifth floor of the top floor, the situation became extremely bad.

The fifth floor is no different than other floors, and above here is the roof.The roof was burned by the fire, and the ceiling had already collapsed. When you look up, you can vaguely see the beams that were burnt red like charcoal, and the burning wooden boards were scattered on the ground, making the corridors and the outer walls of the rooms, now They are all burning hot.

The entire fifth floor was a sea of ​​flames, not to mention saving people, and it was hard to find a place to stand on.And when the floor is burnt through, I believe the fourth floor will be like this soon.

The temperature here is also much higher than other floors.The Lunar Talisman that was pasted on his chest to resist the scorching heat was rapidly depleting his spiritual energy, and he could last for a short time of about ten breaths at most.

The middle-aged monk used his sword energy to push back the flames, circled a small place to stand, slowly closed his eyes, and began to release his spiritual consciousness spreading in all directions like a spider's web.

At this moment, the middle-aged monk no longer had the time to carefully search every room. In fact, in his heart, he didn't really believe that there would be survivors on this top floor like a sea of ​​fire and hell.

What he is doing now is just doing his last bit of human affairs.As long as there is something like a dead body in the feedback information wherever the consciousness goes, he will directly blow off the entire roof with a sword.After that, things will be much easier.

"Plop...plop..."

However, just when the middle-aged cultivator was about to catch his spiritual sense in the net and make a sword move, a few weak sounds came back from the edge of the divine sense spreading out.

The middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes, and looked towards the last room in the corridor on the left, "Is it the sound of a heartbeat?"

At the same time, the moment the middle-aged monk was distracted from looking around, he didn't notice that there was a flame falling sharply above his head. It was a huge beam that had been burned down.

Just when the middle-aged monk was concentrating on changing his sword move and splitting the flames in the corridor with his sword energy, the moment he drew the sword, his eyes went dark.

In fact, not only middle-aged monks.At that moment, all members of the inspection team who were still stranded in the Changchun Tower fell into a strange situation where they could not see their fingers at the same time.

There is no fire, no smoke, and everything is invisible, as if trapped in an endless dark prison.Even the sound was cut off by the inexplicable darkness.

The inexplicable darkness came suddenly and receded suddenly.When the faint light reappeared, there was no fire or smoke inside or outside the entire Changchun Building.

But there is a person standing on the roof of the building. The upper body of this person and the whole face are covered with white cloth strips, only revealing a left eye with a gloomy expression, like a person walking out of an ancient tomb. Like a mummy, the momentum is terrifying.

A black shadow circled up from the man's feet, and finally covered the white cloth strips on his upper body, turning into a crow blue cloak embroidered with peony patterns, which was gorgeous and strange.

Among the original three heroes of Zixiao, Zhong Lihua is the most respected for his heroism and chivalry; Jiang Zhenxuan is the most popular for his humility and integrity.

But the one who can make fellow Taoists feel terrified by the news is precisely the last of the three heroes, a swordsman - Wen Baiqing!