Chapter 393: The Smell of Fire Nitrate

The white ice who was resting on one side noticed something strange and was about to get up, but the feast turned around and hurried away.

No matter what, he couldn't pull the white ice into the water.

Hades Bai Bing's body couldn't help but freeze, and he instantly realized that something was wrong.

Something happened!

Among this group of people, there was one person whom he feared.

Otherwise, the feast would not have reacted like this!

Subconsciously, she stopped her steps and turned her head to look around, facing a pair of evil eyes.

It's her?!

Dark Bai Bing's heart couldn't help but tremble.

How could a little brown-robed disciple make the feast so jealous?!

Before I thought about it, the old man who didn't grow was already flying in.

The feast hurriedly lowered his head and passed by.

At the moment when he staggered, Wucheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly drank.

"Stop!"

The sound was not loud, but it shook everyone.

Even the laughing Feng Chenglin raised his head in astonishment.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Luoyu pinched the fat on his arm, turned it fiercely, and immediately squinted at him.

"Shut up! Watch the play! ”

Although the feast stopped, it did not turn around.

Wu Cheng sniffed in the air, "Fire Nitard!" ”

Gunpowder is an important component of gunpowder.

At the moment when the gunpowder exploded, part of the fire also floated onto the robe of the feast.

As long as you are a caring person, you can smell the smell of fire on him.

However, because Ling Luoyu had the protection of the Chaos Yuan Spirit, he had not been contaminated in the slightest, so he did not arouse the suspicion of the Immortal.

Turning around slowly, the gaze of the ageless elder firmly locked on to the feast.

"The gunpowder just now...... You blew it up?! ”

Stygian White Ice gasped and was about to step forward, but the deep sea was already at her side.

"Stygian White Ice, what's going on?!"

Before the white ice could justify, the feast had already turned around.

"Wucheng, this matter is done by me alone, and it has nothing to do with the underworld!"

The black robe was thrown off, and the feast revealed its original face, and Feng Chenglin jumped up suddenly.

"! How is it a man?! ”

Du Kongli also looked stunned: "Didn't you say ...... There are only women in the underworld, and there are no men?! ”

Wu Yefeng glared at the two of them speechlessly: "Nonsense! It means that he is not a goddess! ”

Ling Luoyu made up for it without yin or yang: "It's not a goddess, but it doesn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with the girl!" ”

The bottom of the white ice heart thumped.

It didn't matter what others said, but Ling Luoyu's words implied.

And she's also the one who makes the feast jealous, does she know something?!

Not daring to think about it, she looked at Wucheng nervously.

"No growth ......"

Feast suddenly glared at her and interrupted her words: "One person does one thing and one person does it!" I'm a big man who dares to act, I don't have to pull this group of women as substitutes! ”

He puffed up his chest.

"Yes, I blew up that gunpowder!"

Raising his hand, he pointed at Ling Luoyu.

"I blew her up!!"

Wucheng breathed: "......"

Ling Luoyu could clearly say that she didn't know about gunpowder.

One of these two people must be lying!

Feng Chenglin looked over in shock: "!! Sanshao, when did you get blown up?! ”

Why didn't Ling Luoyu say this.

Ling Luoyu looked confused: "What blew up?" What is fried? I wasn't bombed......"

Wu Cheng's brows furrowed, and he suddenly remembered that when she staggered past Ling Luoyu, there was no smell of fire on her body.

Moreover, she was fully dressed and her hair was not messy, and she did not look like she had been blown up by gunpowder.