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Chapter 239 Green-Colored Flames



Yang Lujia felt surprised that these flames\' intelligence was actually so high that they could feel superiority among them. Obviously, those flames accompanying the green-colored flames were like belonging to a certain royal family.

Yang Lujia felt the urge to laugh despite him having a pained look.

However, mustering up his strength, his speed in approaching the green-colored flames became much faster. As soon as he got closer to these superior flames, he found himself very astonished. There were clearly six of them but the six of these flames were emitting waves of disgust and disdain towards him.

It was like they did not place Yang Lujia in their eyes at all.

It was understandable. If Yang Lujia was not suppressed by the realm to this extent, would these flames feel so much disdain towards him?

"Human, to dare approach us here, are you perhaps seeking your own doom?" a voice suddenly invaded Yang Lujia\'s mind, and was even more astonished in his heart that the one who spoke was actually the one with the purple color.

It was the same color as his eyes.

He did not know what this type of flame was. Moreover, this flame seemed to be able to see through him, although it did have eyes, just a clump of a burning flame.

"You can actually speak?"

"You surprised? Truly a frog at the bottom of the well!" a black-colored flame replied through thought transmission. "Don\'t be surprised yet. Moreover, with your meager strength, it can\'t be that His Highness really did not regard us very highly, huh?"

Hearing the flame\'s words, Yang Lujia\'s eyes revealed a strange light. "Did you mean my father?"

"So, you\'re actually his son!" It was the purple-colored flames\' turn to be taken aback at the moment. "No wonder you came here so brazenly and without fear! That\'s because anyone who would enter this space would die in reality if they die here. However, His Highness, your father, established a rule that could only be applied to his son alone. If it was you, his son, you would definitely be revived endlessly even if you entered this space multiple times."

"Big brother, is this young man so impressive? Since he\'s our master\'s son?" the green-colored flame finally chose to open its mouth.

However, that green-colored flame really had a gentle voice. If she were a human, she would undoubtedly have a peerless appearance. But Yang Lujia was indifferent to this matter. Only that she was someone that he would certainly comprehend no matter the cost.

Using his strength, without talking back to any of these high and mighty flames, he snatched the green-colored flames and rushed in the opposite direction.

"Ahh!"

"Brat! Come back here at once!" The black flame was so incensed that he transformed into a human ghost holding a scythe in his hands as he shot through the air, almost arriving instantly in front of Yang Lujia. "Do you think you can escape? Comprehending us is not as easy as eating beans! Do not overestimate yourself by snatching our youngest sister!"

"Huh?" Yang Lujia was baffled. "You actually have some relations?"

"Naturally! Your father is also our father! He gave birth to us. In terms of importance, we are as equally important as you are. Therefore, snatching our youngest sister makes you the enemy of us siblings!"

"A flame actually dare announced himself as my father\'s son?" Yang Lujia was somewhat angry and released his aura.

The green-colored flame was the weakest among the six high-tier flames but she had the noblest prestige among the six. It was because she was the combination of the rules of flames and the rules of life!

"Release, Little Sister Life-Flame now! If not, I will really pummel you to death here even if we\'re siblings!" the black-colored flame declared.

Yang Lujia did not find the green-colored flame harmful. In fact, it was very harmful in his arms when she managed to grasp her in one hand. She was practically the most ideal type of fire to comprehend—very harmless.

If he pleaded with her to come to her, she would definitely not yield to him—especially given the high and mighty posture of the black-colored flame in front of him. This was troublesome!

"Do you think you can threaten me with just you?" Yang Lujia\'s aura had risen to its peak and the black-colored flame felt intimidated.

"Brothers and sisters! Listen up! This brat of a sibling here is trying to take advantage of our youngest sister, Life-Flame! If any of you could kill this brat for me, then we\'ll take into consideration marrying you to our youngest sister!"

When the other lowly flames heard what the black-colored flames announced, they all trembled in excitement. If they have faces at the moment, they would have already blushed. Some of them even tried to pounce against Yang Lujia the moment the black-colored flames made this announcement.

These flames could actually not do anything to him.

What he was wary of were the other four flames that had yet to move—especially the purple-colored flames who had spoken to him before. It had become silent, even after he snatched the green-colored flame away. Ever since he communicated with them, this flame gave him a feeling of mysticism.

Fending off most of the flames, Yang Lujia also looked at the black-colored flame. This flame actually compared himself to a human like Yang Lujia. If others were to know that he had taken flames as his brothers and sisters, wouldn\'t he become a laughingstock to others?

He also had his pride. These flames could actually be comprehended by him. They were simply not on his level to become his brothers and sisters.

When Yang Lujia and the black-colored flames were about to clash, the purple-colored flame suddenly appeared in the middle of them, startling the two. Due to this, a pin-drop silence reverberated in this space.

Yang Lujia did not think that this purple-colored flame suddenly changed its attitude and even turned into a human and smiled at him. "Deserving to be his son! Indeed, a hero born out of a heroic father!"


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