Time

The twisted otherworld, the moment it just disappeared.

Xiao Chun, who had been waiting outside for a while, saw the disappearance of the spatial barrier and hurriedly rushed inside.

However, although that otherworld has been completely erased.

But in this area, there is still a little remnant of the aftermath of the power of the Fifth Apostle.

The moment Koharu stepped into this area, an unbearable scorching heat rushed towards Koharu.

The air is scorching, the earth is scorching.

The area is still used as a giant oven.

The moment she stepped into the area, Koharu felt dehydrated.

If it weren't for the excellent vitality of the xenomorph, Koharu was afraid that he wouldn't last long, and he would be roasted by this high temperature.

In addition, shoes and pants that were in direct contact with the ground began to turn brown and black under the heat, and eventually turned into black ash.

The soles of Koharu's feet also made great contact with the ground.

The skin on the soles of his feet only allowed Koharu to walk out, and within a distance of three or four steps, he was burned by the abnormal heat.

Without the protection of the skin, the soles of the feet make Koharu feel intense pain every step he takes.

The blood seeped out of the soles of the feet, evaporated by the scorching temperature, and turned the skin into a scorched black layer.

However, after taking the next step, the soles of the feet, which had turned into blood scabs, would break open again due to the movement of the toes and the force.

"Young master, it hurts, it hurts."

This intense pain even made Koharu cry directly.

Tears turned into steam in an instant, leaving a slight mark in the corner of the eye.

However, even so, Koharu still has no intention of backing down.

In this way, Koharu cried again and again, as she walked towards the most central location in the area.

In the process, Koharu's feet had already become bloody and blurry, and the skin in other parts had become dry and wrinkled because of the heat.

At this time, Koharu couldn't cry anymore.

It's not because I'm used to the pain, it's not because my feet are unconscious.

It's because at this time, Koharu doesn't even have the strength and water to cry.

Koharu's vision began to blur, and his mind began to swell and faint.

It was only a few minutes before I entered this area, but it was as if I had stayed in the desert for a long time.

In this hazy state, Koharu's ankle made a 'click' sound.

Koharu's body also thought about the ground and fell.

If it really falls, Koharu is expected to become like an iron plate squid because of the scorching temperature.

Under this strong stimulus, Koharu also recovered a little from that state of chaos.

The hands directly support the body, so that the body does not have direct contact with the ground.

And the palms that support Koharu's body also experience similar treatment to the soles of Koharu's feet.

But fortunately, the palms of the hands do not need to be constantly moving like the soles of the feet.

However, at this time, Koharu is facing another, even bigger problem.

Because the hands and feet were in direct contact with the hot ground, especially the parts of the feet had become a blur of flesh and blood.

This also leads to the fact that although Koharu supports his body like this, he has no way to stand up on his own.

In this environment, maintaining this posture, every second is so tormenting.

If only somebody could pull me along. ’

Koharu's heart couldn't help but have such thoughts.

But the next moment this thought appeared, even Koharu himself began to laugh at himself.

In a place like this, you want to be helped by other people. ’

'I'm weak. ’

Koharu thought so sadly.

Koharu thought so desperately.

But this idea, which even Koharu himself laughed at himself, was echoed.

One hand grabbed his collar.

"I know what you're looking for."

"I'll give you that thing, and the reward will be your clothes."

A woman's voice came from behind Koharu, and the voice and tone of voice could not be refused.

Then Koharu felt something being stuffed into his arms.

Feeling the familiar breath, Koharu instinctively caught the thing and held it in his arms.

Immediately after that, Koharu felt it, and the strength of that hand increased, lifting himself up.

But before Koharu could stand firm, the hand threw Koharu out again.

And in the process, he ripped off the clothes on Koharu's body.

Koharu never saw the woman.

It was only in the process of the woman putting on the clothes that she felt the traces of the woman's hand waving.

But what makes Koharu a little strange is that in this environment.

The woman's hand, however, was not hot, and the low game was abnormal.

It was very cold and cold, as if it had been soaked in ice water.

"Really, if you separate me, you can't think about the clothes."

"If it weren't for that guy, I would have really had to run naked."

"Although it is still a vacuum, but now it is barely acceptable."

Luo Qinghe put on the clothes that Xiaochun had taken off and said with some complaints.

However, at this time, Luo Zixi, who encountered An Yi and Anxin.

Even through heart-to-heart communication, when he heard Luo Qinghe's complaints, he didn't have time to respond at all, but there was a faint urging emotion.

"Gather strength."

Luo Qinghe said, sat down cross-legged, and began to absorb the heat around him.

、、、、

Koharu, who was thrown out, saw that he was about to land.

I tried hard to open my wings, but because of my physical condition, I tried three times before I succeeded in opening my batwings.

However, also because of their physical condition, the pair of batwings can only maintain gliding, weakening the momentum of Koharu's landing.

Seeing that Koharu was about to fall to the ground.

Koharu's body suddenly reversed, turning his back towards the ground.

The skin on his back, which was no longer protected by clothing, rubbed against the sand and gravel on the ground.

Some small and sharp grit even got stuck directly in Koharu's flesh, rolling in the flesh as Koharu's back glided.

When it was all over, Koharu looked into his arms this time.

At this time, Koharu realized that what he had been holding was Lankong's head.

Incomparable sadness and pain poured out of Koharu's heart.

It was bitter, it hurt, it hurt more than the constant injuries to my feet, and it hurt more than the feeling of my back being cut by sand and gravel.

But in the next moment, this sadness and pain dissipated.

It's like being in that kind of place where you can meet people to help you.

Once again, Koharu encountered, this almost miraculous hope.

Lan Kong's head is still alive.