This time Ah Yao didn't say anything more, he licked his lips, wrapped his arms, and continued to watch.

Zhuohua is like a lotus flower standing proudly independent in the mud. Even if you are surrounded by dirt, you can still maintain the last pure land in your heart.

Ah Yao didn't know why, but a trace of pride suddenly appeared in his heart.

Zhuohua followed the direction indicated, slowly passing through this narrow corridor.

This time, there was nothing like a moth.

This made Zhuohua a little unaccustomed to it.

Through here, there is an enclosed stone chamber. The door of the stone room was closed, but Zhuohua could feel the heat on her face as she simply stood in the doorway.

She took a deep breath and pushed the door open with all her might.

There was a dull sound of friction between the stones.

As the door slowly opened, Zhuohua slowly saw the scene inside.

Fire.

There was fire everywhere.

The light that was bright and extinguished was reflected on her face, and her whole person flickered and dimmed.

The scorching breath enveloped her tightly, making her feel a little stuffy.

"Could it be that these are all Qianyao Fire?"

Zhuohua rubbed his nose a little uncomfortably, and asked Ah Yao tremblingly.

It's no wonder that she was a little stunned, but these fires are a little scary. It was as if the whole area had been set on fire.

However, if you look closely, you can find that no matter how these fires burn, they are quietly burning on their "territory" without interfering with each other.

"Surely not, what are you dreaming about?"

Ah Yao sometimes feels that he is completely defeated by Zhuohua's brain circuit.

"The king will definitely stay in the most central position."

Zhuohua scratched his chin, feeling that this statement was quite reasonable.

It's just this so-called "center bit......

She turned her head and surveyed the entire stone chamber, finally fixing her gaze firmly on the top spot.

The flames burned the brightest and the reddest in color.

"It's it!"

Zhuohua opened his mouth very firmly.

Ah Yao took a serious look and agreed.

"Yes, that's it."

With that, he asked a question.

"So now the question is, how do you take it?"

Zhuohua pulled out a delicate small jar, this one was specially used to hold this strange fire.

To purify the demon spirit, it is necessary to use the purest source of alien fire, so there is no way for Zhuohua to collect it into his body.

Suddenly I felt some flesh pain.

"Tut-tut-tut."

Ah Yao felt Zhuohua's thoughts and couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

Zhuohua was already accustomed to its attitude, but he was not annoyed.

She looked good, but in fact, she carefully moved slowly in the direction where Qian Yaohuo was.

Ah Yao rolled on the ground with a merciless laugh.

Zhuohua clenched his fists tightly, restraining himself from blowing Ah Yao's head.

Tongues of Fire leaped wildly, and Zhuohua carefully turned sideways to avoid them touching the corners of her clothes.

But the space left for her was too small, and she had to hold the hem of her clothes in both hands, and move cautiously to that side.

In just a few steps, she was sweating.

She exhaled softly and slowly stood still.

Next......

Zhuo Hua slowly raised his head, his gaze locked on the burning Qianyao Fire.

Her hand slowly raised, and her spiritual power rushed towards Qianyao Fire like a snake, trying to entangle it firmly.