Qingyu suddenly withdrew his hand, and his fingertips, which were originally as thin as bamboo, had turned charred black.

No, not just his fingertips, his entire right hand including the wrist was almost burned to ashes!

Of all the pains, the pain of burns is the most severe, not to mention when it is caused by such a powerful spiritual fire.

And I don’t know what’s going on with this spiritual fire. It’s clearly fire, but it also carries a chilling feeling like a thorn in the bone. It’s like a poisonous snake, drilling into the cracks between the bones along the wound.

This made Qingyu curl up in pain, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"ah!"

His companions were also scared to death by this scene and screamed one after another.

"Brother Qingyu!" The woman in white was filled with heartache upon seeing this. Her face turned pale. She quickly came over to hug him, tears streaming down her face. "What's wrong with you? How could this happen... Where's the Shengchun Pill? Who has it? Please save him!"

"No, no."

"I don't have Shengchundan either."

Everyone panicked and shook their heads.

But Qingyu reacted, and he cried out in pain as if he had found a savior, "I, I have... Lixi, feed me quickly."

With his other hand, he took the bottle out of his Qiankun bag and handed it to the woman in white with trembling hands.

Lixi quickly opened the cork and fed him one.

Ning Zhishui sneered in his heart.

Shengchun Pill is the only extremely precious pill that can regenerate a severed arm.

However, there are conditions for using it.

If the wound is cut off by a normal sharp weapon or bitten by a monster, then taking Shengchun Pills within a quarter of an hour of the injury will achieve the effect of regeneration.

However, if there is something abnormal in the broken part, such as if it is poisonous, it will be useless even if you take it.

And being burned like this by spiritual fire... is equally useless.

"How could this happen? Where's my hand?" Qingyu's face was pale, painful and desperate. "Why isn't it growing back?"

No matter how handsome a man is, he still looks terrible when he is sweating all over and sitting on the ground in pain, with a shabby appearance and one hand missing.

"Maybe it's the evil burning of the fire that's why this pill is ineffective." Li Xi said with difficulty, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing her sweetheart like this, her heart was broken.

Just before taking the spiritual fire, she felt that her lover was about to soar into the sky.

He originally had only one spiritual root. If he could subdue the spiritual fire, his name would be known throughout the entire continent!

But the sweet dream didn't last for more than half a minute before she was poured with ice water, which made Lixi feel cold all over.

"Fire... yes, fire!"

Qingyu suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He struggled to get up and approached the spiritual fire again.

"Brother Qingyu, what are you doing!" Li Xi was shocked and wanted to pull him.

"As long as I can tame the spiritual fire, maybe I can regenerate my severed palm. I didn't touch it at all just now, so I couldn't tame it." Qingyu said with certainty, "I'm going to try again."

"But you've already tried!" Li Xi shook her head. "Don't try again, okay? Qingyu, let's go home. Your father will definitely find a way to save you."

"No, I want to try."

Qingyu gritted his teeth and didn't listen to what Lixi said at all. He had already made up his mind.

He is a young man who is being trained as a priority in his family, which is good, but if he loses his right hand, nothing he says will be of any use.

Daddy will no longer value him and will only turn his attention to his brothers, and he will become a laughing stock.

Moreover, he did not actually touch the spiritual fire just now, he just got too close.

Maybe if I'm more decisive this time and confront him directly, nothing will happen.

Thinking of this, he simply used his elbow to push away Lixi's outstretched hand, and then grabbed the spiritual fire with his other hand!

Several voices rang out simultaneously, screams of immense terror—

"ah!"

The milky yellow flames seemed harmless, but they spread to Qingyu's entire body in an instant.

In less than a breath, he turned into a man of fire, screaming in extreme pain all over.

Then, the man became motionless, fell down with flames, and gradually turned into ashes.

Li Xi watched this scene, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The other four people seemed to be frightened silly, staring blankly at Qingyu's "corpse", their faces all pale.

"How, how could this happen? This spiritual fire is so weird." The other male cultivator swallowed and took a step back with trembling legs. "How about we go back?"

"No." The beaded woman's eyes flickered towards Meng, and instead of retreating, she advanced, "I want to try."

"Chao Meng, you're crazy!"

The other woman opened her eyes wide in astonishment, "Look at Qingyu, he has already..."

"The spiritual fire didn't recognize him, so it hurt him." Chao Meng's eyes were firm. "But maybe, it will recognize me?"

Ning Zhishui sighed secretly.

Countless experiences in the world have taught us how to write the word "danger", but they cannot stop some people from seeking their own death.

Probably everyone feels that they are the most special one in the world.

Others may not be able to do the same thing, but you can definitely do it.

This kind of lucky mentality may indeed lead to a chance of finding an opportunity, but in the face of absolute danger it is undoubtedly a dead end, and no one can stop it.

In fact, our ancestors did write down some experiences about spiritual fire. For example, more than one owner of spiritual fire said:

When the spiritual fire meets a recognized master, there will be a sense of connection between the two parties. At this time, the success rate will undoubtedly be very high if you try again.

But there is also an owner of the spiritual fire who said: My spiritual fire has no resonance with me, but I still managed to take it down after trying, and it successfully recognized me as its master.

Even if only one person succeeded in forcibly recognizing the master, and there were several examples of mutual resonance, people still felt that if there was one, there might be a second, and the second one might very well be themselves.

Just like now, Qingyu’s tragic death is right in front of everyone, and everyone has seen it with their own eyes, which is enough to show the power of this spiritual fire.

But Chao Meng still held out hope.

After she finished speaking, the remaining two did not try to stop her. They watched her approach and stretched out her hand.

Ning Zhishui didn't look, but looked up at the sky, and not surprisingly heard screams.

But... there seemed to be more than one cry?

She looked over in confusion, and then saw that the male cultivator impulsively stepped forward when Chao Meng was on fire, as if he wanted to put out the fire for her, but he was also caught in the flames.

"Save me, Xiaoshuang, save me——"

The male cultivator's clothes were on fire, but he still had enough strength to call for help.

He stretched out his hand towards the remaining woman. Seeing this, the woman screamed and stepped back, but he still grabbed her wrist.

Thus, the flame of one person became three.

No, four people.

The woman was also touched by the fire and fell to the ground crying in fear. Coincidentally, she fell next to Lixi. Lixi fainted and had no power to resist. She was engulfed by the fire without any consciousness.

Then, everything returned to peace.

Ning Zhishui smelled the burnt smell and sighed.

If these people were still alive, she would definitely ask -

Still robbing?