The monster could clearly see that tiny bubbles of light were rising from the bottom of the lake, rising to the surface and bursting.

Illuminated by the crimson firelight, the bubbles that emerge from the water are dyed with beautiful and fantastical colors. Through the refracted luster of the bubbles, it is as if you can see another magical and magnificent world.

The bubbles grew more and more, and the huge lake of water seemed to be boiling. The monster was so hot that it stuck its tongue out, and it leaped out of the water to try to dissipate the heat from its body, and then it was caught by something even more miraculous, and stopped ricocheting.

Under the owner, the lake flows rapidly, surging higher and higher, holding the master high. The owner lay asleep on the flowing peaks of the water, unaware of the changes in his surroundings.

The strange head looked around in horror, the flames that rushed to the sky had already blocked the entire Huaqing Pool, it couldn't see the scene outside, and the people outside couldn't see it and its master.

In the midst of the fire, there was not even a path left, and even if it wanted to drag its owner to continue to escape, it had no way.

It had to wait helplessly, enduring the scorching heat. This magnificent and eerie scene lasted for most of the day, until night fell, when the trees and palaces by the lake were burned to the ground, and the fire died down.

The boiling water of the lake gradually stopped, and the water waves that held up the master slowed down and slowly calmed down. The master lay quietly above the water, unconscious, still unconscious.

A group of eunuchs and court maids with wooden barrels rushed to the shore of the lake, and in this firefighting they looked like a group of soldiers who had come victorious, their faces beaming, at least on the surface.

The ornate gardens that were burned down were royal and had nothing to do with them, only the credit for the work was their own, which was worth celebrating.

Seeing this, the strange head hurriedly grabbed his master's body and swam into a shadow of a lake that was not easy to find, for fear that these people would find out about his master's whereabouts.

It hid in the shadows, and could see that the people on the shore had been standing for a long time, talking to each other. After about half a cup of tea, perhaps because the cleanly burned Huaqing Pool was too desolate and the night was cold, these people dispersed one after another.

It jumped onto the shore of the lake, made sure that there was no one around, and then went into the water and dragged its owner ashore.

The moonlight on the summer night was extraordinarily bright, falling from the sky like milky white water, flowing down the hard lines of the owner's face.

In the gentle blowing of the evening breeze, the owner's body gradually began to move, first with his fingers, then with his arms, and finally with his entire waist.

Seeing this, it couldn't help but scream excitedly.

The owner seemed to hear its voice, and couldn't help frowning, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Where am I?" Liu Yu woke up and saw the black hole in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder.

The monster screamed and wanted to tell its master where it was, but it had long since lost its ability to speak.

Liu Yu sat up, in a scorched black ash. Looking at the secluded lake in front of him, it took him a long time to come back to his senses and realize where he was.

By the moonlight, he could see the purple scales on his wrist clearly, smiled faintly, and realized that it was the power of the Great Snake in his body that saved his life.

In Yuan Lan's tomb at the beginning, if it weren't for the extremely powerful poison of the golden-scaled puffer fish in his body, I am afraid that it would be him who would have died, not the tenacious spirit snake.

He stood up, and the strange head crawled down his trouser leg, and he slipped into the skin of his waist and lay down comfortably, letting out a series of giggles. He touched the head of the monster and smiled at it, looking at his burnt ragged clothes, and smiled dumbly, not knowing what to do.

The cold moonlight in the night sky not only did not make him feel calm, but felt more anxious. During the time he was unconscious, the Qi in his body seemed to weaken with the heavy damage to his body, and the power of the Great Snake of All Spirits awakened and repaired his wounds, but it also took the opportunity to gain the upper hand in his body.

He felt a bloodthirsty madness surging through him, and he wanted to kill, but unfortunately there was no longer half a figure within a radius of miles.

He saw his own shadow in the lake, and even if the night was not as bright as the day, he could still see the golden glow in his pupils, like the great serpent of all spirits.

He sprinted along the shore of the lake, with no direction or purpose, just to eliminate this murderous force in his body.

The scales on his face faded until they disappeared, and he felt his body relax for a while, and the madness in his body gradually subsided. He had finally regained control of himself, thanks to instinctive kindness and the forbearance he had learned from his tutelage with Jerush.

He wanted to find a way back from this scorched land, but the entire Huaqing Pond had already been burned beyond recognition, and there was still a shadow of what he had come.

As he hesitated, a neighing of a horse was heard in the distance, and a scrawny black horse in the moonlight headed straight for him.

He recognized the horse at a glance as a flying dragon, and his face was delighted. Even when the situation was dire, this stubborn skinny horse never abandoned him. In this respect, it is even more reliable than most people in this troubled world.

He rolled over and jumped on his horse, and the dragon carried him as fast as the wind. He rode around Huaqing Pond many times, but never found Di Xin's figure, and it was expected that he had fallen into the clutches of King Kui.

From the news he had heard before, it was estimated that this King Kui would have quietly hidden somewhere, sneaked into a new skin, and changed it to another appearance that he didn't recognize.

As a result, he didn't know where King Kui was hiding, and he couldn't recognize this person, and it was almost impossible to find this person. For today's plan, only to return to Dali Temple and then make plans.

Thinking of this, he rode the flying dragon and galloped straight in the direction of Dali Temple. Fortunately, it was night, and no one would see him in a charred mess.

He quietly dismounted outside the gate of Dali Temple, gently exerted palm force, shook the door latch, led the flying dragon into the courtyard, and placed the flying dragon in a stable in the courtyard.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, he quietly entered a study that originally belonged to Ji Ruchang, the secretary of the previous Dali Temple, and found a spare official uniform for Ji Ruchang in the bookcase to change into.

He wanted to throw away all the rotten clothes, but when he saw the golden eagle embroidered on the green robe, he couldn't bear it, so he folded it up and prepared to send someone to the tailor's shop tomorrow to repair it.

He found the flint, lit the oil lamp on the bookcase, and half-leaned back in the chair in the study, looking at the stacks of papers on the case, and fell into deep thought.

He was thinking about how to find Di Xin tomorrow, at the moment his strength was still not as good as that King Kui, and it was really a life of death to survive this time. What's more, he is now in the open, but King Kui is in the dark, if he wants to save Di Xin, he can only outwit the enemy.

After a while, a servant in charge of cleaning the study saw the light in the study from the window, and thought it was a thief, so he hurriedly got up and opened the door.

Liu Yu smiled slightly, got up and helped the slave up, so that he didn't have to be polite, and then relieved again.

The servant was quite discerning, and knew that it was late at night, and it was not the time to disturb, so he hurriedly bowed and retired.

Soon after sending off the slaves, a wave of tiredness came over Liu Yu's mind, exhausted by a great battle with King Kui during the day. He simply fell asleep at his desk, and soon fell asleep soundly.

Early the next morning, two maids respectfully walked into the study with towels and hot water, and waited for him to wash and brush his teeth. He didn't like this rich life, so he ordered the maids to put down the towels and water and make it himself.

Not long after he finished washing, he just wanted to order the people below to send some breakfast to fill his hunger, when he heard someone in the courtyard outside the house shouting while walking, and the accent sounded like a Dongying person, "Where is Lord Liu, I want to see him." Tell him I have a big catch!"