2073: C2073 The calm before the outbreak of

C2073 The calm before the outbreak of

"Sorry I'm late."1

Looking at the Fire Phoenix that was covered with wounds all over, Long Bufan had an apologetic face. He reached out his trembling hand and caressed the Fire Phoenix's body, but with this touch, his palm was smeared with a layer of blood. Looking at his scarlet palm, the coldness and brutality in his eyes immediately became denser.

"If you don't come soon, I'm afraid you won't be able to see us again."

"Many of our fellow disciples have been killed, and even big sister Fire Phoenix was severely injured. Those bastards still want to capture Qin Yuxuan ?"

Murong Yin suddenly threw herself into Long Bufan's embrace. The panic-stricken feeling that had been suppressed deep down inside her heart, finally exploded out at this moment due to Long Bufan's appearance. Like a little girl who had been bullied, she threw herself into Long Bufan's embrace and cried loudly.

That kind of crying sound spread, causing people to feel heartfelt pain, as if it contained an infectious force, and made the eyes of the surrounding Disciples of the Divine Hall s and twelve blood guards s, who had persisted until now, turn red in an instant.

"I know. Now that I'm back, I won't let them hurt you again."

Long Bufan hugged Murong Yin, feeling the trembling of her delicate body, his eyebrows knitted together tightly. Ever since they met in Hundred Sects Battlefield a few years ago, this was the first time he saw such a lively and vigorous girl cry to such an extent.

When Long Bufan appeared, it was as if he possessed some kind of strange power, causing the war between both sides to immediately come to a halt. The disciples of the Temple Hall s also immediately flew down and gathered around Long Bufan.

As he stared at the young figure in front of him, a glint flashed across his eyes.

In these past few days, the ability that Long Bufan had displayed had already become the backbone of this batch of disciples. Now that he had come, they, who were originally in despair, seemed to have seen hope.

"Junior brother Long, back then Lord Bai Weng had specially mentioned that the four of us should help Wang Meng lead the team. Even though you have seized the commanding authority, we were willing to follow you and did not complain at all."

As the senior direct disciple of the Fire Scale Pavilion, Chu Yan wiped away the blood on his face. He looked at Lan Qin, Xiao Chong, Wei Yu and the others, then looked at Long Bufan with a complicated expression, and continued to speak: "And under your leadership, it has been creating miracles the entire time. Our The Temple of the Gods has indeed avoided danger many times, it is full of rewards, but!"

Bang!

Chu Yan suddenly knelt down on one knee, a strong sense of craziness surfaced on his resolute face. He stared at Long Bufan like an injured wild beast, and bellowed:

"Please avenge our fallen brothers!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The moment his voice fell, aside from twelve blood guards, all the surrounding Disciples of the Divine Hall s knelt down in front of Long Bufan at practically the same time. Every single one of their eyes were filled with ferocity and anger.

"Junior brother Long, please avenge your fallen brothers!"

That orderly and clear roar was accompanied by a deep, bone-deep hatred as it resounded out.

Looking at the Disciples of the Divine Hall kneeling in front of him, Long Bufan's young face held a hint of a sinister smile, and said coldly: "I promise you all, I will make those dead bodies accompany the dead seniors and juniors!"

His voice was not loud. However, the ruthlessness and monstrous killing intent contained within it caused the entire place to suddenly turn quiet at this moment.

Although the current Long Bufan looked calm, anyone could see that this was only the kind of silence that came before a volcano's eruption!

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