Chapter 441: Mu Qingge, do you want a face (8)

"There is no road ahead, what do you do?" Han Caicai suddenly turned around and smiled playfully to Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge looked at him without speaking.
Han Caicai said to herself: "The Blue Realm can't stay away from the sky for a long time. Besides, in such an environment, you have to stop the erosion of fire and walk away from the sky. I'm afraid your body's aura will not last long."
Mu Qingge laughed suddenly: "It sounds like you can fly very well."
"At least I don't need to allocate spiritual power to resist fire poison." Han Caicai smiled brighter.
Fire poison! poison!
Han Caicai's words reminded Mu Qingge.
If fire is regarded as a kind of poison, is there a detoxification pill to restrain it?
Mu Qingge quickly searched in his mind, and soon there was a result.
She remembered that among the cute Tibetan medicines, there seemed to be a kind of medicinal material that could flow out a transparent and sticky sap. Applying it on the body can prevent fire.
Although this effect will disappear after the juice evaporates and needs to be applied again, it can at least reduce her spiritual energy consumption and stand on the same starting line as Han Caicai.
"Then don't bother you." Mu Qingge smiled and raised an eyebrow provocatively at Han Caicai.
Han Caicai narrowed her eyes, snorted proudly, and walked away from the sky, down the molten river.
After he left, there was something more among Mu Qing singers.
It was given to her by Mengmeng. This plant that looks like a football is a baby that can avoid fire.
Mu Qingge lifted it up, placed it on top of his head, and squeezed it forcefully.
Suddenly, a transparent liquid leaned out and spread from her head to her body. Soon, her whole body was covered, but there was no trace.
After finishing, Mu Qingge withdrew his spiritual power, and as expected, he couldn't feel the scorching breath, but there was a special coolness.
‘It’s really a baby! Mu Qingge's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised a smile. ‘Mengmeng, how many plants do you have? ’
‘Don’t worry, the main silver, this Mengbao has a lot of stock, you can have as much as you want. Mengmeng said confidently.
With this logistical support, Mu Qingge's smile on the corner of his mouth was even more moving, and he kicked his feet and chased Han Caicai.
On the molten river, there is not a huge rock for the two to settle.
When Yukong was exhausted, both of them would fall down, take a short rest, and then go deeper.
Mu Qingge's relaxed expression surprised Han Cai Cai.
On the way, he looked at it from time to time, as if he wanted to know what baby Mu Qingge relied on to avoid the heat waves here.
In this all-fire world, the two didn't know how long they walked, let alone how many meters deep.
Whenever his spiritual power was about to run out, Mu Qingge would take out the pill and chew a lot. Seeing that the corners of Han Caicai's eyes were twitching, she had to take out her own medicine to replenish her stamina.
Of course, he still underestimated the number of pills that Mu Qingge had.
After the last pill he brought was taken, the singer Mu Qing held a large handful of intermediate pill and kept throwing it into his mouth.
"Hey, how many pills do you have?" Han Caicai asked with a black face.
Mu Qingge glanced at him and said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, anyway, it won't hold you back."
With sarcasm, Han Caicai's face turned black. His lazy and low voice was a little hazy, and he said awkwardly: "If you still have enough medicine, just even me a bit."
"Huh? How come the young master of Wanxiang Tower doesn't bring enough pills to go out?" Mu Qingge shook his head'tsk tusk'.