Just three months ago, after they got Jun Wuyao's approval, they had the opportunity to come out and occasionally take over the cleaning work of the night evil.

"Brother Hua, don't be so serious, don't you want to want to try to see how you are changing now?" Qiao Chu wanted to fold his hands behind his head, but when he saw a bloody hand, he stiffly put his hand down.

"Tried." Hua Yu calmly spoke.

Qiao Chu's eyes lit up, "When?" ”

Hua Yu looked at the dead body on the ground, "The bone flute is very useful, isn't it?" ”

"......" Qiao Chumo, he thought that the flower rhyme was a tendon, but he didn't expect that it was himself who had a tendon!

"What to do with these corpses? Put the ice spike on it? Qiao Chu cleared his throat and looked at the corpses that were scurrying on the ice spikes, which should be their masterpieces.

"Enough warnings, these burn." Hua Yu shook her head.

There were too many corpses this time, and it would be a waste of time to get ice spikes one by one.

"Howler!" Qiao Chu's sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong and powerful forearms, under this cold broken world, the two of them were obviously wearing extremely thin, but they looked much more comfortable than when they came.

The moment Qiao Chu's arm was revealed, his ring spirit ring suddenly flashed with a light, and that light was like two fire dragons winding up on his arms!

On his arms, a pair of gauntlets connected his hands to his forearms were formed, and the gauntlets were fiery red and burned with flames.

Qiao Chu clenched his hands into fists, and his fists suddenly collided together, and a red fire dragon suddenly burst out from his fists, instantly covering the bodies of those dead members of the Vanity Palace, and in an instant, the flames soared into the sky!

The fog was dispersed, and a wave of heat struck, devouring the bodies lying in pools of blood.

But in the blink of an eye, the bones of hundreds of people were burned in the flames, leaving only charred corpses.

Qiao Chu scattered the gauntlets of his arms, squatted on the ground with his legs crossed, and blew violently at the scorched corpse.

All traces then turned into black powder, which fell silently on the muddy soil at the end of the world.

The flames faded and the fog regathered, obscuring a trace of qiē that no one would have noticed about the death that had once occurred here.

After confirming the cleaning, the figures of Qiao Chu and Hua Yu turned into two lightning bolts and quickly disappeared from the ice spike layer.

In the tomb of the evil emperor, Xiao Jue was in front of an open door, secretly poked out his head, his big red eyes were full of curiosity, and he was staring intently at the "little girl" who was squatting in the room to clean.

A small round figure followed behind the night child, grinding and grinding, it seemed to notice something, suddenly turned its head, and instantly saw Xiao Jue hiding outside the door.

"Squeak!" The mouse wailed and ran to the shoulder of the night child, shivering and hiding under the night child's hair, a pair of dark eyes, looking at Xiao Jue's innocent little face in horror.

Xiao Jue looked at the frightened appearance of the mouse, but he didn't think there was anything wrong, he just opened his mouth slightly, and there was a trace of water stains hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"How many times have I said that the pit rat is not edible!" A dissatisfied low drink suddenly sounded behind Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue was just about to turn around, but he was hit on the head, and he suddenly covered his head aggrievedly, looking at Feiyan who was standing behind him with a grief.