As the words "fiancé" were roared out, the demonic power in Chi Chi's body erupted like a dormant volcano suddenly exploding.
That demonic power was like flames, unbearably hot.
Queen Xiyuan was seared by the fire, and staggered back several steps. When she looked at her hand again, a few blisters had appeared on her smooth, pale fingers.
Flames billowed, engulfing Chi Chi and Little Jiu Nian; the two of them were like a blazing Fireball.
With the appearance of the flames, not only was Little Jiu Nian not burned, the wounds on his body caused by Xiyuan's Demon Vines began to change—his wounds scabbed over rapidly, and the grime peeled off his face.
And while the fire was healing Little Jiu Nian, Chi Chi's own form was rapidly shedding its old skin.
The soft, dense fur on its body fell off piece by piece, and where the fur dropped, beautiful fiery-red hair grew out. Its body stretched and unfolded like a tender sprout breaking through the soil.
