"Is this how you put out the fire?" The muscles on Zhong Qinglei's face spasmed.

He was convinced by Liu Zhengyang's imagination.

What's even more outrageous is that Liu Zhengyang's method seems to be working.

"Isn't that right?" Zhong Qinglei asked in disbelief: "Liu Zhengyang, you made such a big noise and blew the flames in the city. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't it blow harder and harder? Why did you blow it out? What tricks did you play in it?"

"You can tell at a glance that you are not in the world." Liu Zhengyang replied: "The fire is getting stronger and stronger as it is blown, which only means that the wind is not strong enough. As long as the wind is strong enough, there will be no unextinguishable flames. In addition, if you have time to talk, it is better to come and help."

Zhong Qinglei nodded awkwardly and quickly used Liu Zhengyang's method to help put out the fire.

The two of them joined forces and blew out the flames in the city in just a few breaths.

Of course, even if the flame has been blown out, the temperature has not dropped significantly.

But this kind of thing can only be relied on people in the city.

Anyway, there are many wells in the city, so it is very simple to cool down the ground.

At the same time, there were already people in the city, or monks, who discovered the existence of Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei.

A middle-aged man with a dirty face and burnt clothes jumped up.

"Two seniors, thank you for your life-saving kindness. We will never forget your great kindness." The middle-aged monk clapped his fists with gratitude and said, "I wonder if the two seniors have their names, can they stay in the city for a while and let us host a banquet?"

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei waved their hands repeatedly, indicating that they were not interested.

Of course, they still said their own name.

When the middle-aged monk heard the names of Zhong Qinglei and Liu Zhengyang, he was shocked as if he was struck by lightning.

Look at him like he had heard of Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei for a long time.

"You two are going to attack the Alliance Leader Liu and Zhong Qinglei who are in the Cangjian?" The middle-aged monk said quickly: "It's great that you come to Longkan City. If it were you, there will definitely be a way to help us completely solve the problem."

What's going on?

Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei looked at each other, and the monk was confused.

Of course, since the other party knew that they were going to attack Zangjian, he was probably the one inside Panmen.

After all, this is also the territory of Panmen.

It is purely normal for the Panmen Sect leader to tell his disciples about the matter and make them convenient.

Since the other party is from Panmen, Liu Zhengyang doesn't mind taking some time to listen to the other party telling the reason.

The middle-aged monk knew that Liu Zhengyang and Zhong Qinglei had precious time. He went beyond unnecessary politeness and went straight to the topic: "Two, you also see how serious the fire in Longkan City is. This is caused by the assassins who hide the sword setting fires everywhere."

"The assassin who hides the sword sets fire?" Liu Zhengyang frowned.

Although he and Zhong Qinglei had similar speculations, there is still a difference between the speculation and the facts.

After seeing that his guess became a fact, Liu Zhengyang thought of another question.

He asked quickly: "There should be many powerful monks in Longkan City? Can you only watch the assassins who are hiding the sword to destroy them, and there is no way to stop them? Is there too many assassins who are hiding the sword to set fire to you so much that you can't handle it?"
Chapter completed!