In view of Yan Qingjue's experience, Night Terror Hong did not dare to take him lightly.

It's just, what's wrong with this man's gloomy face?

If you're not happy with her, then let's go, what kind of petty tricks are you doing to her!

It's just inexplicable!

"Humph!"

Night Terror snorted coldly at him, glanced angrily, twisted his head and continued down.

Along the way, Night Terror Hong has always been cold and indifferent to Yan Qingjue, turning a blind eye.

And her action was extremely vivid.

The little fan-like eyelashes flickered, carrying electricity, and struck him hard.

Yan Qingjue's whole person was inexplicably stunned in place!

After a long time, I only felt that her stare was really ...... Is...... It's weird!

It was as if in his world as black as the vast night sky, sprinkled with starry light.

In an instant, the whole world was different.

What is that feeling?

What is it?

Yan Qingjue looked down at his chest, and he could feel that the organs in his chest were jumping at an unprecedented speed.

Just for her subtle little expression.

What's wrong with him?

Poisoned?

Surely it must be, I don't know why it's so abnormal?

Could it be the fire poison around them?

Yan Qingjue decided that after the matter was over, he should go back to recuperate and see if he could recover.

When Yan Qingjue wondered if he was "poisoned", Night Terror Hong had already followed the guidance of the little hairball all the way down to the bottom of the abyss.

Night Terror adheres to the principle of never wasting it, and when she approaches downward, she also frantically absorbs the fire aura in the air.

Are you kidding!

It's rare to come to a blessed land, and you must not waste it, okay?

Night Terror constantly compresses and refines the fire-based spiritual energy and absorbs it, extracting only the most essential parts.

When Night Terror came here, she felt that her fire power had increased by leaps and bounds, however, Night Terror was not happy at all.

She quietly looked at the golden river flowing slowly below, and swallowed her saliva for a while: "Where is the treasure you said?" ”

The little guy's saliva was flowing at this time, and as soon as he heard the night terror's words, he immediately wiped his saliva with his little paws, and pointed to the most central part of the river.

The corners of Night Terror's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed the little hairball, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it hard to press it flat, and said with a smile: "You didn't pit me, did you?" It's molten slurry! Molten Slurry! Molten Slurry! Got it? Important things to say three times! ”

Let her use the mortal womb of the flesh to drip molten lava?

It's better to just throw her into the corpse furnace!

The little furball felt like he was about to have a concussion, and hurriedly "squeaked" and squeaked, and his little paws waved desperately towards the depths of the molten lava.

Seeing that the little furball was so excited, Night Terror was stunned, and he also turned his head to look, and for a moment, he was stunned in place.

There is a lotus.

Born to the extreme of heaven and earth.

With molten slurry as the bone, the flame as the petal, the red flame as the root, and the ten thousand fires as the god!

Quenching the earth's domineering and scorching air, melting the soul of the ancient years.

Stunning and enchanting!

It's beautiful!

I never thought that a flower would be so beautiful!

At this moment, the restlessness in Night Terror's chest intensified, and she frowned and pressed her chest to stop the crazy thought from spreading.

Right!

She wanted to jump! Under! Go!

How could she have strong strange thoughts? Rub, it's a joke with life, okay?!

(End of chapter)