Chapter 756: 'fire'

As soon as Qingcheng’s voice fell, the ‘mechanical sound’ rang again, "Congratulations, you are correct."
"What?" Qingcheng suddenly exclaimed. This huge sea of ​​fire! She is not "Princess Iron Fan"! When will it be destroyed?
Asked again: "Can you give me some hints?"
After waiting for a while, no one responded again.
Qingcheng looked helplessly at the area in front of him, the blazing flames of the ‘Large Sea of ​​Fire’... a headache... "You have to think of a way, or you have to die here too!"
At this time, she was sweating and her clothes were soaked.
The more I thought about it, the more strange it became, "How can this fire even have spiritual power to resist the heat?"
Qingcheng suddenly remembered that there was a Yuehua dress worn during the last palace banquet. Yun Haochen said that Wannian ice silk made it just to cool down.
When Qingcheng came out of the space, she had changed her clothes and trousers. After freshening up, she was refreshed, wearing a white Yuehua skirt, cold and comfortable.
Qingcheng nodded and said to himself: "This is indeed a lot more comfortable."
At this moment... the voice suddenly appeared, "You still have a quarter of an hour."
Qingcheng couldn't help but stunned, "What?" He immediately reacted and cursed, "Damn! You didn't talk about time at all!"
This time the other party replied, asking her to vomit blood, "You didn't ask."
"..." Qingcheng was speechless in an instant.
Gritting his teeth bitterly, "Count you hate! Don't let me know who arranged it!"
At the same moment, somewhere... "Ha... huh... huh!" The old man touched his nose, inexplicably: "What's the matter? That stinky guy is talking about Laozi again?"
Time is running out, Qingcheng is only depressed for a few seconds, and then begins to think about how to put out the fire.
Qingcheng walked directly towards the "sea of ​​fire". The closer the distance, the higher the temperature. Fortunately, she changed the skirt and felt nothing but the heat coming from her face.
"what?"
She approached, observing more carefully, and couldn't help but wonder, "This fire burns nothing? How can it burn for so long?"
The visible range of the line of sight is a sea of ​​flames, there is no burning material at the bottom, and the ground has not turned charred, but the temperature in the air is indeed hot.
After observing, I began to think about the reasons, and I always felt that the answer was faintly jumping out.
"This fire is..."
While thinking about it, he couldn't help but stretch his hand into the fire, slowly approaching, and then approaching...
Suddenly, his eyes brightened, "Sure enough, I was right! It's really that guy's life!"
A smile appeared at the corner of Qingcheng's mouth, "Okay, okay, I know you can put it away by yourself, okay! Stop playing."
When the voice fell, the "sea of ​​fire" gradually closed, and finally turned into a small fireball with the size of a fist. Qingcheng stretched out his right hand, and it voluntarily jumped to her palm, licking it affectionately.
Qingcheng looked at it, her eyes were a little red, and she stretched out her other hand to touch it, and slowly said, "It's been a long time... I'm sorry, I have kept you waiting..."
The small fireball flew up suddenly, ran to Qingcheng and rubbed his cheek again, which was regarded as a response to her.
Qingcheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll take you out! Let's go!"
The small fireball flashed with golden light, changing from the ordinary firelight color to golden, shrunk and then shrunk, and finally, swish... it disappeared after flying into Qingcheng's eyebrows.
Qingcheng knew it was in the sea of ​​knowledge.
The voice that made her unhappy came again: "Congratulations, you can go out."