"Zizi."

Even if you don't send out any **, you can feel that the other party is suffering unspeakable pain.

Qingyan was shocked, and with a wave of his hand, a cyan cloud appeared on his fingertips.

The clouds gathered and shrank, exploded into thousands of water droplets, scattered in all directions, and distributed all over the Huangquan kettle, making the temperature of the kettle wall drop rapidly.

Even though she kept repeating this method, the yellow spring cauldron floating in the molten slurry was still very hot.

The damage to people caused by the heat absorption and vaporization of water droplets should not be underestimated.

"Everyone closes their eyes and imagines that we are soaking in the hot spring in the Great Pavilion and actively raising our body temperature, trying to balance the inside and outside as much as possible, and reduce the damage."

Qingyan said, and scattered a large number of water droplets.

Lan Shen and Li Luohan soaked in hot springs every day during those days, and they quickly reacted and immediately did so.

Senior Sister and Yi Junzi are the most outstanding disciples of the Qin Painting Academy, and the Qin Painting is inextricably linked with Chengyang Palace, and they naturally soak in the hot spring.

Xinghuo finally pitifully found that he was the only one who was purely physically supportive.

Fortunately, his cultivation is biased towards the fire system, and in addition to drinking Liaoyuan spirits every day, he is to exercise his body's adaptability to fire.

Otherwise, he will become a roast in a kettle.

In the dark, Li Luohan grabbed a slender and soft little hand and said pitifully.

"Master, I can't hold on anymore."

He was dizzy, his whole body was like heat stroke, and he was frighteningly hot, and he didn't notice that the other party froze at all.

I hadn't seen him soak in the spring for so long before, and Qingyan knew that he had reached his limit.

"Have you found that the shock has slowed down, and hold on for a moment."

Li Luohan was about to cry, shouting that he hadn't told his father and mother that the child was unfilial, and he had to go first.

Such a filial young man, Qingyan felt sorry for him at first, but he didn't know how to restrain him.

Talking non-stop, seriously affecting other people's concentration and calm.

"It's almost enough to explain the last words, can you shut up?" Qingyan said angrily.

Li Luohan bit his mouth pitifully.

Qingyan felt that the Huangquan kettle had stopped, and the temperature of the kettle wall was not so high, so he drove the mouth of the Huangquan kettle to flip upwards and gradually open the mouth of the kettle.

I saw that the originally blue sky had turned gray, and the molten lava had stopped rushing, but it had not been extinguished.

There are fiery red cracks on the black molten slurry, and you can see that the molten is still flowing slowly, but the surface is slightly condensed.

It seems to be a dead molten slurry, but from time to time a flowing molten slurry bursts out and covers the old molten slurry that has cooled a little bit.

The sticky and erodable sound of flowing makes the scalp tingle.

If it weren't for their sanity, Qingyan would have thought they were in the midst of magma deep in the earth's crust.

"Green smoke." The senior sister called her name lightly, pointing somewhere.

Qingyan looked over and found that the molten slurry over there was rapidly condensing, turning into an inky black color.

After condensation, the molten slurry does not have the slightest red cracks, as if it has really become a lifeless rock.

From that point on, the magma continued to cool and condense.

It was as if it had been suppressed by some tremendous amount of energy, and all the molten molten that was rushing uncontrollably was silenced.

There was no flow, and there was no burst.

The green smoke rubbed against the wall of the kettle, which was no longer hot, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Luohan sat down exhausted.

Click.

There was a cracking sound in my ears.

Qingyan was overjoyed and turned his head suddenly.

I saw that the ground trembled in the first place where it cooled, as if something was about to break through.

For some reason, her first instinct was to follow the wind.

Because she firmly believed that the Lord of Wen Lianrui could not die so easily.

With a thought in mind, Qingyan jumped out of the Yellow Spring Cauldron and ran towards that place.

But when she approached, she found that the ground was silent.

stared intently for a moment, staring at the sour eyes and not seeing anything, Qingyan couldn't help but doubt herself.

Could it be a mistake?

Qingyan tried to dig the ground with his hands, but the ground was as hard as iron.

At this time, Lan Shen also ran over, Qingyan asked him for a big knife, and slashed at the ground with a knife.

In the end, nothing changed on the ground, and the broadsword was scrapped.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

Li Luohan probed his brain behind Lan Shen, worried that he would be hacked to death with a knife.

Qingyan shook his somewhat paralyzed hand.

"How about trying this knife? It turned out to be not good at all. ”

As she spoke, she threw the knife aside and turned her head to look at Lan Shen.

"Don't be sad, how can the knife be worthy of our Lan Shen, I have already made other plans for the teacher."

Lan Shen nodded, "From the wind, he ......"

Hearing Congfeng's name, Qingyan's face froze, and then he smiled faintly.

"This kid is hard-hitting, he won't die."

She was adamant, as if that would convince herself.

Thinking of the uncertainty of his dearest brother's life and death, Li Luohan cried with a sad face, wanting to cry but worried that his master would be sad, so he could only hold back.

Subconsciously slashed his finger at the blade twice, but fortunately the knife was blunt, otherwise his finger would have been broken.

Then again, what kind of mistake did this knife make, and it deserves to be tortured like this.

Qingyan glanced at the black and cracked ground, unwilling to show it.

If she is obsessed with grief, how can she lead them away?

At this time, the senior sister came over and reminded her that she could not delay any longer.

Qingyan nodded, "It's time for everyone to go, don't forget that we are all still in the Old Ancestor Cong." ”

As she spoke, she faced the west and strutted with her head held high.

Even if she didn't act sad at all, others could still feel the sadness in her.

They didn't know how to comfort her, so they silently followed her.

Her feet were very fast, and Li Luohan had a hard time following, which was somewhat unexpected by Yi Junzi.

Obviously, he walked so easily, why are you willing to let the wind back?

For a moment, he also wanted to say to her: Are you tired? I can carry you.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't dare to speak easily.

He was scared and couldn't get the answers he wanted.

Seeing him swaying, the senior sister looked at him puzzled, and Junzi Yi just smiled and shook his head.

Li Luohan was pushed by Lan Shen for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to chase Qingyan with sore legs.

"Master, it's boring to walk, let's talk."

Qingyan saw Li Luohan with a look and hated that he couldn't be reincarnated.

He said that the master doesn't like to be noisy, and Lan Shen has to ask him to come up, so it's okay.

Qingyan just wanted to be quiet alone, and when she saw Li Luohan's appearance, she couldn't bear it.

The short hair was scorched by lightning, and all of it turned into powder, and now it is a bald head.

The complexion is black and red, with a pair of big eyes, and a bamboo pole in his hand, like a refugee from Africa.

"Okay, let's talk." Qingyan tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he smiled.

Li Luohan's eyes were red, he sniffed, and happily held her arm.

Qingyan beckoned to Lan Shen, and Lan Shen immediately chased after her, next to her side.

The time of master and apprentice was full of sadness and extremely warm, and the three people behind couldn't bear to disturb it, so they followed from a distance.

Qingyan thought of the moment when she fell into the ravine from the wind to save herself, and the moment she staggered by, her heart couldn't be calm.

Will he ever come back?

As before, picking up the rice paper on the table disgusted with the ugliness of her drawing, and after helping her fetch water to wash, he hated her for spilling water everywhere, blaming her with his eyes, and at the same time resigned himself to cleaning up.

Seeing that she is partial to Lan Shen, she will lose her temper when she sees other handsome guys......

In my mind, the scenes of the past flashed one after another.

She had never seen such a watering person, never seen such an angry person, and never seen such a stupid person.

Don't you understand the truth of flying separately when disaster comes?

"Stupid!" She scolded.

When scolding, he kept hitting the gold bead spar bracelet on his wrist, as if he could hit that person like this.

Her hand hurt from the beating, and she stared at the bracelet angrily, thinking that he had harmed her.

It hurts her so much.

My hands hurt so much, and it hurts everywhere.