Facing Bering, Song Qingci didn't say anything.

She just stared at Bering in front of her, watching him gently reach out and grasp the gray mist firmly in his hand.

Then the next second, the mist starts to spin.

It's a real spin, with a vortex of air suffocating the air around it, packing everything into its own space.

Bering's hair and clothes were carried flying by the high-speed swirling air currents.

However, he didn't care, he just thought it was interesting.

This is a small attempt at the Nameless Mist, or rather, the use of physics.

Somewhat similar to the witch's "spin", but much more superficial than that.

After all, the witch's spin is almost equivalent to conceptual skill.

With a subtle sigh, Bering immersed his consciousness in the ring that symbolized the nameless mist.

A black glow appears on the ring.

And then then.

He poured some of the "Red Lotus Version Soul Burning Elixir" that he had refined from Ding Yan's body and threw it into the vortex wind.

As the droplets fall into the mist.

In the next moment, the tornado of flames roared into reality!

The brilliance of the flame was like a rainbow, burning everything around it, crushing the oxygen and turning it into its own nutrients in a majestic state, like a red lotus in hell!

Under such an aura, even the rays of the sun are dimmed!

In the face of such flames, the reason in Song Qingci's heart told her that she had to dodge!

If you are burned by this high temperature, you will definitely be burned to death!

However, despite what the intellect said, but rarely, this time her sensibility kicked away her reason and took over the entire position of her brain.

Facing this bright red roaring fire tornado, Song Qingci was stunned in place.

Her legs trembled and she couldn't move.

Memories from childhood suddenly come back to life, and although they are still confusing, they are enough to make people feel distracted.

Although the temperature of the flame was hot, what was burning on Song Qingci's body at this moment was not this huge fire dragon.

It's a picture of a deeper memory, something that has been sealed.

The burning fire man stumbled towards him, subconsciously holding himself tight, but as if he realized something, he let go of his hand like lightning.

At that time, it was not clear what she felt now, but Song Qingci felt the pain of being burned by some strange flame, and this pain made her roll on the ground in pain, beat her chest and feet, and die and live.

However, in addition to the pain, Song Qingci also seemed to vaguely feel that there was something hidden in the flame that made him extremely sad and nostalgic.

This thing appeared with the flames, passed to itself as it was embraced, but quickly dissipated like melting snow.

What is that?

Song Qingci stood blankly in place, unclear.

Feeling this raging fire, for the first time since she was a child, she had a feeling similar to "fear" about something.

However, in the midst of this fear, it seems that something that is difficult for her to let go of is brewing.

She felt a little scared.

It's like Pandora's cartridge, and even though you know you can't open it, you just can't help it.

With such a confused state of mind, Song Qingci stood in place, letting the flames engulf her clothes and hair.

Sparks had stained the ends of her hair, running down her black hair, the scarlet glow burning the jet-black hair, turning it into charcoal, and gently falling to the ground.

In her trance, the flames were only a few centimeters away from her.

At this moment, the radar of reason burst out with the ultimate scream!

Wake up, if you continue like this, you'll be burned alive!

You have to run, and if you don't, you'll be coke!

Become...... The same coke as %r¥*!

There seemed to be some shallow glimmer in the depths of sanity.

However, even so, Song Qingci still did not react.

It was as if she had turned off her rational radar with her own hands, no longer looking at problems calmly and calmly, but giving everything to emotion.

But even so, it doesn't mean that she has lost her judgment of the world around her.

At this moment, Song Qingci was extremely clear that he was very dangerous.

More than ever...... It's all dangerous!

Yet she did nothing.

At the moment when she was about to be completely consumed by the flames.

Something broke through the flames, loomed out of the vortex tornado, and landed in front of Song Qingci.

Bering's finger lightly tapped her forehead.

That finger was cold and quiet, like an ice cube in the monstrous flames, directly returning Song Qingci's sanity, like ice water pouring out.

The fire tornado that was raging one second, the next second, it was like being put away by some indescribable power, and it returned to the pitch-black ring.

Only the flickering red streamer on the displacement indicates what has happened before.

Pointing his finger at the girl's forehead, Bering said with a smile: "So, fear is not useless. ”

"At the very least, you should be able to clearly realize that what you are looking for, part of its answer, is hidden in the deepest depths of fear."

After saying this, Bering withdrew his hand.

That's enough.

As I said before, Bering will only give her one choice.

According to the records in the diary, part of the secret about Song Qingci's mother is hidden in the "flame".

This flame seems to be related to the red lotus.

In other words, Song Qingci's mother may have something to do with the "Nine Divine Sects" in the past......

However, Bering knows all about this.

No matter how much he didn't know much.

Regarding the Cult of the Nine Gods, there is not much decryption even in the future. Therefore, there is no record in the diary at all, what happened to Song Qingci's mother.

But about her father, Bering did know something......

If she accepts that choice, then I can't give her anything. ’

That's enough for her for the time being.

As for after?

At that time, when his prophecy ability was fully realized, and he was truly like a library, observing the world wantonly, and then he would decipher it.

Therefore, this is actually a blank check for Song Qingci - a blank check that may be the only one that can let her know the information of her father and mother.

It's up to her to pick up or not.

Thinking of this, Bering chuckled.

He turned around and lifted his tote bag.

Behind him, Song Qingci fell to the ground in a daze, and the whole person was at a loss.

She looked at her palms, her mind messing up like boiling water in a pot.

Just when she was extremely entangled.

"Ah, by the way," Bering turned his head to look at her, "remember to inform your classmates later." ”

"It's a pity that no one passed this assessment." He said, shrugging his shoulders, "I'll let you know in the next class in a few days." If there are any people who want to participate, this is the classroom. ”

"Sun and Moon"

"I'm looking forward to your choice."

After the words were meaningful.

Bering stepped on his boots and left the classroom unhurriedly.

Only the sleeping students and the stunned girls were left.