Chapter 161: The Secret Realm (20)

"Yes." Ah Yao said while teasing the little Suzaku, "This thing is quite weak, but there are too many of them and it's a little troublesome." You can just burn it with the sun. ”

"So...... Simple? Zhuohua plucked his ears in disbelief.

It's not easy at all, it's not because you're a strange fire, otherwise you'll die of trouble. Ah Yao muttered silently in his heart. The mouth kept urging Zhuohua. "Hurry up, this thing can eat you."

Hearing the full dislike of himself in Ah Yao's words, Zhuohua pouted unhappily.

However, what he said is also true.

With a wave of the sword in Zhuo Hua's hand, a graceful arc was drawn in the air, and the sword that was originally full of light and spiritual power actually glowed with a faint red light. The temperature around Zhuohua began to climb upward, and the air around him became scorching.

A sword qi wrapped in flames rushed straight over, with a compelling aura, instantly igniting a feast of fire.

There was a strong smell of burnt in the air, and the jumping red light lit up the dark space, and the disgusting bugs turned into a pile of charred ash in an instant.

The gaze in the shadows was startled, and then let out a satisfied exclamation.

Although this girl doesn't look very smart, her swordsmanship is surprisingly good, and I'm afraid that even he can't use this sword qi.

Seeing that most of the insects had been eliminated by this blow, Zhuohua rubbed his nose, and with a twist of his wrist, a wind and moon slashed out, and the wind and moon slashed out, and the wind blew the flames even bigger, and the strange fire that was already burning instantly filled the entire passage. The area turned red in an instant.

The man raised his eyebrows, more and more satisfied with Zhuohua. It's just that......

He watched her moves, and for some reason there was a faint sense of familiarity.

Maybe it's because I'm very satisfied with her, but the next road is peaceful.

The calm made Zhuohua worry all the way.

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and she always feels that such a calm is an extremely abnormal thing.

However, this is only because someone thinks that this woman is very likely to become their future apprentice, so they don't want to embarrass her.

But those who came in later weren't so lucky.

Zhuohua passed through the dark and cramped passage and came to an area with a wide field of vision.

It's a paradise. The sound of gurgling water and crisp birdsong mingle, the trees are lush and the air is filled with the scent of flowers.

Under the feet of Zhuohua is a soft grass, and it is light to step on.

Alien to it is a large hall standing in the very center. It destroys the beauty of the overall structure.

Zhuohua paused and walked over, her heart full of vigilance.

Zhuohua gently pushed, and the door slowly opened, making a "squeak" sound. Probably because of the age, the sound of the door opening was slightly harsh.

To her surprise, there was no smell of ash, and everything here seemed very clean and tidy.

The walls of the temple are covered with paintings of the same woman. Coquettish, painterly, dazed, medicine-picking...... There are all kinds of forms. The lifelike woman in the painting is enough to prove how attentive the painter is.

The paintings look very well preserved, not even yellowed.

The hall was filled with all kinds of glass bottles, and inside were branches that had long since dried up.

Every furnishing in this temple looks very warm.

"Is it pretty?"