C7

Little Ruo Lan knew in her heart that her father was hiding something, but she and her father were mutually dependent. She didn't want to make her father sad, so she didn't ask.

Father and daughter looked at each other.

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Guo Dafu cupped his fists and said with a cold smile,

"Everyone, I, Guo Dafu, want to burn her today for the sake of everyone's safety." Everyone, I, Guo Dafu, want to burn her today for the sake of everyone's safety. If she really isn't a demon, we believe that the heavens have eyes, and they will definitely not burn her. "Now, light the —!"

Guo Dafu raised his arms and called out. There were servants in the vicinity who lit up the torches they had prepared and threw them into the pile of firewood.

The sky was dry and the objects were dry. When the pyre came into contact with the fire, the fire instantly soared to the sky. It was a sea of fire.

"Lan'er …"

Let go of my Lan'er! My Lan'er is not a witch, she's a fairy! Her mother is a fairy, a fairy!

However, the fiery light overflowed into the heavens. The surrounding villagers were all pointing their fingers at him. The place was bustling with noise and noise, and his voice was so loud that no one could hear him.

When Ruo Lan heard this, her eyes lit up and she stared fixedly at her father.

Father, is this true?

Mother, is she a fairy?

Is that why I have such great power?

For some reason, hearing these words, Ruo Lan was no longer afraid. Instead, her heart was clear.

She shouted at her father, "Father, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

Papa Hua coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, feeling extremely anxious, but seeing his daughter's expression, he also gradually calmed down.

Believe it or not, he knew it was true.

Even if Ruo Lan's mother was forced to leave him at that time, father Hua still believed that if she saw his beloved daughter in the sky in danger, he would definitely save Ruo Lan.

Even so, he was still very anxious.

The raging fire flowed with the wind and soon covered the beautiful Ruo Lan within it.

On the mountaintop, a black shadow floated up.

Jun Wu You still had his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent: "Humans, can they also kill each other?"

Hua Ruo Lan, don't disappoint me. You should be able to deal with these damn humans.

They hurt you first, so you can release your power.

Let me give you a hand.

The corners of Jun Wu You's clothes fluttered as he placed his hands together and released his magic power.

Not far away, on a mountain, two figures, one big and one small, quickly ran down.

Jun Wu You's ears moved as he heard the conversation between the two:

The little one said while running: "Stop scolding your big brother, hurry up and go! They say that elder sister Ruo Lan is the witch and you are a monk. They will definitely believe what you say.

Perhaps it was because he was in too much of a hurry that he accidentally caused the child to fall.

The older one stopped and wanted to help him, but the little one urged him, "Stop being angry at me, brother. Don't worry about me. Are you in a hurry anymore?!"

The older one gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, Little Rock, you go down the mountain and take care of yourself!"

With that, the monk rushed from the top of the mountain towards the market like a cool breeze.

Jun Wu You stopped after hearing the conversation.

He wanted to see how this monk was going to save someone.

The weather was dry, and the fire soon became fierce.

In her rage, Ruo Lan's throat was dry from being roasted. She couldn't even make a sound.

Seeing her father spitting out blood, she was unable to extricate herself from the anxiety in her heart.

Where did that mysterious power come from? How can I adapt to my own concerns and use it?

Just as he was thinking this, he saw a delicate and pretty figure rush to them like the wind.

Ruo Lan's heart suddenly warmed. A ray of hope burst forth from her dull eyes.

Stop scolding!

He was sweating profusely and shouted to everyone, "Stop! She is a human, not a demon! "

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Guo Dafu sneered as he cast a sidelong glance at the young monk, pouting angrily at the Taoist.

The Daoist Priest understood and walked to the front of the ring. He unhappily said, "Where did this little monk come from? "Hurry up and leave. This witch is covered in demonic energy. We must burn her to ashes!"

"She's not the witch. She's human!"

He put his palms together and said in a clear voice, "I will prove it to you!"

He sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes as he recited the sutra.

Remembering the Vajra Sutra, his heart was clear.

Concentrate, forget everything around you, focus all of your thoughts.

He only had one thought in his mind: to save Lan`er, it must rain!

Everyone looked at the monk and scolded him.

Even father Hua had placed his hopes on him.

His original name was Xiao Qi, and his parents had both died suddenly seven days after he was born.

From then on, anyone who was close to him would suffer a lot.

Gradually, there were rumors in the village that Xiao Qi was the lone star of the heavenly calamity, and everyone who approached her suffered a miserable fate.

Even the children were forbidden from having too much contact with Xiao Qi.

Only Ruo Lan, seeing Xiao Qi always wiping her mucus by herself and the other children playing in groups, was very pitiful, so she started to get close to him.

Flowerfather did not stop her.

Xiao Qi was three years older than her, and the two of them were like siblings.

Until the year when Xiao Qi was seven years old, a respected monk had traveled all the way to this point.