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The ice broke again.

Ruan Ling's heart was excited, and he jumped vigorously on the spot, making a noise.

The ice shattered into countless pieces.

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She immediately ran wildly.

Countless pieces of ice shattered beneath her feet.

She didn't know where to go, so she ran in one direction. She stepped on the mountain of knives and ran into the distance, and after running for an unknown amount of time, a dazzling red appeared on the horizon.

Ruan Ling immediately ran towards the red.

According to her guess, she ran for more than an hour before she gradually approached the red.

It wasn't any light, it was an ocean of fire.

Flames filled the sky.

The only way forward is to cross the sea of fire.

Retreat, there is only a mountain of knives.

Thinking of the hundreds of people who were killed by the monsters, and thinking of the lost eye of Gan Die, Ruan Ling took a deep breath and slowly walked into the sea of fire.

The heat instantly burned her skin, making her feel like she was in a pan of oil.

Her clothes were immediately burned to the ground.

She hurriedly took out the white wide-sleeved flowing cloud dress that the Weaver Girl had given her from her bracelet.

The skirt really resisted the flames.

But her hair and eyebrows couldn't hold up the burning like this.

Her bare skin, cheeks, neck, and hands were all burned red.

Every step she took into the fire, her skin reddened.

In the extreme heat, her consciousness gradually blurred, and all her willpower was supporting her to move forward.

The skin on her cheeks was burned and cracked, and her hands were burned with a faint smell of burning.

She felt that the next step was that she would fall here.

But she never fell.

The moment she stepped out of the sea of fire with both feet, she had completely turned into a fire man, and she fell to her knees and fainted.

A moment later, a shadow slowly came, crouching in place, looking at Ruan Ling.

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Ruan Ling opened his eyes again and found that there was water all around.

She was surrounded by water, and the terrible burning pain was gone, and she was cold and comfortable.

Why is she still able to breathe in the water?

Ruan Ling was taken aback and sat up suddenly.

Crash.

It turned out that she was lying on a rock.

It is surrounded by a pale blue lake.

In the middle of the lake, a small cyan lotus blooms, verdant and lovely.

She reached out and found that her hands were restored, and the scars of the fire were gone.

Touching the face, it is also smooth as ever.

How did she end up in this pool?

Ruan Ling was puzzled, stood up, and suddenly found a white shadow not far away.

Could it be that the monster that guards the lotus fire?

She remembered Cui Yu's words and became vigilant.

Just as she hesitated to pass, the white shadow slowly got up and turned to her.

It was a snow-white ...... Dog?

Ruan Ling intuitively thought that this was a dog, but he couldn't recognize what breed it was.

That's not her strong suit.

The white dog walked slowly towards her.

Its movements are graceful and noble, like an elegant old man.

This is completely different from the monster in Ruan Ling's imagination.

Even, when she looked at the white dog, she felt a little familiar.

"Who are you? The white dog stopped in front of her, looked at her with gentle eyes, and spoke.

His voice is also extremely mellow and kind, and he should be an old man.

He is not hostile.

Ruan Ling's heart relaxed, he bowed seriously, and said tentatively, "If you go back to your predecessors, my name is Ruan Ling." Was it the senior who saved me just now? ”