The figure flickered in and out of sight, yet was graceful and alluring, filled with temptation. In the moment he appeared, he stood there dazed.
The Fire Cloud Yang Flame seized the opportunity, spewing a blast of fire straight at his chest, knocking him into the sea of flames.
Moments later, Han Caicai leaped out of the fiery sea again, continuing to tangle with the Fire Cloud Yang Flame. His gaze was deep; the scene just now had imprinted in his mind, but at this moment, it could no longer affect him.
'Damn it! Mengmeng, you never said that activating the bloodline would be so painful!' Mu Qingge's expression was twisted, and paired with her current appearance, she looked like a ghost crawling out of hellfire.
'Master, the Abnormal Fire engulfing the body is already very difficult. You must hold on, don't let your soul scatter! Boohoo, this little Mengbao doesn't want to die, I just woke up!'
'Shut up! You're so noisy!' Mu Qingge gritted her teeth and cursed angrily.
"Ugh~."
