These fires must have gained intelligence!
Mu Qingge secretly clicked her tongue, disapproving in her heart.
"Is there a solution?" Mu Qingge's clear eyes also showed some heaviness.
Han Caicai licked her red lips, revealing a strange smile: "The Fire Puppets of Fire Cloud Yang Flame are essentially its avatars, but they are rare delicacies."
"You plan to devour these Fire Puppets?" Mu Qingge looked at him in shock.
Han Caicai's phoenix eyes glinted with a bewitching light, staring at the sea of fire full of Fire Puppets: "Why not? Before devouring Fire Cloud Yang Flame, these Fire Puppets can serve as appetizers."
Mu Qingge pulled at the corner of her mouth, stepped back to the side, and made a gesture of invitation: "Take your time to enjoy."
Han Caicai appeared completely oblivious, seeming possessed, suddenly rushing into the sky above the sea of fire.
Mu Qingge focused intently on him, not daring to miss a single detail.
