She is on Fire at the Apex of Si Ye’s Heart

   Chapter 829 Let me kill him

   On his shoulders sat the little girl.

   She also looked up, a little unconvinced: "...You can't help?"

  The monk smiled wantonly, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not that there is none. Thanks to not coming too late, we can still go in."

   After he said that, a vague image of the divine relic appeared in the void. He stepped on the Buddha lotus, and the golden lotus bloomed under his feet. With the moment when the divine relic was opened, he entered the divine relic.

  The golden lotus that appeared in the void also disappeared in an instant.

   Inside Fanjing Temple.

  The old monk turned the hand of the bodhi bead for a while. He raised his head and looked in the other direction, with a startled expression: "Uncle Master."

   "What happened over there?"

   "A few people are just having fun with children playing house, it's boring."

   A group of people passed by, not wanting to get involved at all.

  Wei Cheng picked up the fallen face card, which was engraved with the word Wei. He looked at the young man in front of him in amazement: "Wei family? You are also from the Wei family? Which family do you belong to?"

"literal meaning."

Wei Yan came over and stretched out his hand, "There are too many people with the surname Wei, and you may not be the only one in the Wei family to have the exercises. If you don't understand, you can ask the elders of your family. For the exercises he created, he should be the only one who knows the reason, right? Give me back the things."

  Wei Cheng was afraid of him, neither he nor the other members of the Wei family were his opponents. If the argument would undoubtedly result in a lose-lose situation, he had no choice but to return the face card in his hand to him.

One of the women came over, glanced at the face card that he put into his arms, and said, "I will go back to the family to ask about this, but before that, I hope you can show what you have cultivated. The practice method, prove that the practice method you practice has nothing to do with our Wei family, otherwise I still suspect that you have stolen the practice method of our Wei family."

   "What does the practice I practice have to do with you." Wei Yan didn't care whether these people were related to him or not, he directly summoned the sword tool, held it in his hand, raised his wrist lightly, and pointed the sword at her.

"Step aside."

   Those people in the Wei family are not his opponents, otherwise they would not be afraid of him. The woman who just talked to him had an ugly expression, so he could only make way for him and let him go.

  Wei Cheng was injured and only got better after taking the medicine pill. He stared at the man's back with a sullen face, and couldn't figure it out: "What is the origin of that guy?"

  Some people speculated: "The exercises he used are similar to those of our Wei family, and his surname is Wei. Do you think he is a colleague of our Wei family?"

The woman frowned and said coldly: "How is it possible, other exercises are fine, but the moves he used are clearly the exercises that can only be cultivated by our Wei family's direct lineage. Even if this person is a collateral line, he shouldn't cultivate us. The Wei family's direct line of exercises!"

"Sister Nianqiu, we can't beat this person again. I think it's better to let it go. When the time comes to go back and ask the elders, everything will be clear. This is the legacy of the gods. If we die for this person, it's not worth it. ."

   Others have said it too.

   Let that person leave.

   Wei Yan has been pondering the information that those people inadvertently revealed. This practice was created by the elder Tai, but as far as he knew, the practice he practiced was created by their ancestors of the Wei family.

   When he was far away, Wei Yan suddenly stopped in his footsteps. He looked behind him and couldn't even see the silhouettes of those people. He felt a little regretful and forgot to ask them the name of the Wei family's grand elder.

   "I remember that what was put here was..."

  The monk looked around, and the little girl sitting on his shoulder hugged his shoulders and asked, "Don't you forget where you put your things?"

   "How could you forget it."

   The monk smiled a little embarrassedly, looked in the other direction, ah, and said to himself, "It should be over there, this meeting should not be wrong, let's go over."

   The monk didn't walk long when he suddenly froze, looked in the other direction, and became serious: "I seem to feel the breath of someone."

   "He came too."

  The monk was a little surprised, and with an indescribable nostalgia in his heart, he laughed softly, "I haven't seen him for some years, and he is still alive."

   The little **** his shoulder also watched.

   "God's legacy is going to be lively..."

  Cang Fengyu ignored the forces that were gathering towards her, looked at the entrance of the mountain peak, and walked in with her eyes closed.

   Bai Xinghuai came back from the gate of trial, he closed his eyes for a while, took the medicine pill, and then got up and continued to walk deep.

The young man stepped in his footsteps, and the maid next to him also stopped. The young man closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again. His face was calm, but his voice was filled with killing intent: "Do you feel it? Grid's breath reappeared."

   The maid frowned, explored the surroundings, put away her divine sense and said, "Young Master, you are the son of destiny."

   "Of course I am."

The boy felt that the smell of disgust was getting stronger and stronger, he turned around and stared in front of him, and said, "But now a voice tells me that if I don't kill him, I can't become the real child of destiny. He will take my place today."

   Those with similar fate.

   can sense people who are similar to his fate, maybe for them, they are born enemies, and the two of them can only live alone in the end.

   It is clear that the Destiny Child should not have the same fate as him, and only one Destiny Child will be born in a period.

   Bai Xinghuai suddenly stopped after walking for a while. He looked at the front, and the intense feeling in his heart instantly calmed down when he saw the other party.

  The two looked at each other.

  The maid also saw that it was unusual, at least she could see from that person's body that the luck was not inferior to that of the son!

The    boy smiled and looked at him coldly and said, "I said why I feel this way recently, it's because of you."

   "What a coincidence, so am I."

   Bai Xinghuai took out the weapon and held it in his hand. Even the first time the two met, they knew their respective identities. They had to fight because of a strong sense of disgust and rejection.

   The maid next to him wanted to intervene, but the boy scolded her for letting her back away, and went up to fight himself: "Let me kill him!"

   A beam of light suddenly shot into the sky.

   The people who were in the remains of the gods couldn't help but raised their heads and looked at the sky, looking at the vision in the sky, they suddenly understood, and said to themselves: "Someone has recovered the memory of the previous life, and it will not be long before he will restore the cultivation base of the previous life!"

   "Who restored the memory of the past life?!"

   "Could it be the God Son of the Promise Temple?"

  …

   "Didn't you say you're heading in the right direction?"

   stopped the two people who had been around for a long time, and the little girl looked back at the bald-headed monk in monk robes with suspicion.

   (end of this chapter)