Behind Jiang Qingwan was a raging fire, burning with passion and recklessness, leaving behind vast stretches of desolation.
The fierce flames stretched to the sky, illuminating her gentle features.
It was as if she was born with a blood relation to fire.
So approachable.
This contrasts sharply with Ye Qi's panic and anxiety.
Jiang Qingwan shook her head, her tone no different from her usual casual conversation, and said calmly, "It's nothing. I started the fire."
"That's good." Ye Qi only cared about whether Jiang Qingwan was alright, and had no objection to Jiang Qingwan setting fire to the mountain at will.
Moreover, this is the end times.
This is not the peaceful era where setting fire to the mountains could land you in jail for life.
When Ye Qi arrived at top speed, he saw Jiang Qingwan suspended in mid-air without any sign of panic, and he was already half relieved.
He guessed that she might have started the fire, but he was still very worried.
After receiving Jiang Qingwan's definite answer, and looking at her radiant face, he felt completely at ease.
Jiang Qingwan continued to explain, "These extraterrestrial demons are, after all, an invading race. They lost a lot of blood, and we didn't know if it would further contaminate the area. So we simply burned them all to prevent future troubles."
Ye Qi looked at the flames before him. Over time, the color of the flames grew increasingly intense, almost a black that devoured everything.
He had seen similar thick black fog before.
It is the fog barrier of the Blackwater Swamp.
In his past life, he almost died in the Blackwater Swamp while trying to obtain a mutated plant that was rumored to be effective against the zombie virus.
There, thick black fog filled every inch of air, and an immense sense of oppression squeezed the body's organs from the outside in.
Boundless loneliness, a stillness of nothingness.
The similar thick fog stirred up his memories once again.
The shadows and fears of the past began to erode his mind.
Ye Qi heard his heart pounding along with the crackling of the flames, like the muffled sound of thunder in a rainy day.
It felt as if an invisible venomous snake was coiling around my throat, tightly binding me, making it difficult to breathe, and the air I was breathing in and out was mixed with particles.
The flames that reach the heavens should have been a bright, shining light, illuminating all illusions.
However, the thick black smoke made it impossible for Ye Qi to see Jiang Qingwan at all.
Fortunately, he could still feel Jiang Qingwan's regular breathing, which helped him avoid falling into a memory trap.
He felt a sense of relief for a moment.
It's good that you can't see anything.
His complexion was not good; it was definitely a purplish-red color caused by suffocation and lack of oxygen.
He didn't want Jiang Qingwan to see him in such a disheveled state.
Ironically, he always seemed like a weak and useless person in front of Jiang Qingwan.
From being controlled by the World Tree zombies at the beginning to being treated as a toy by the extraterrestrial demons.
And now, he was so frightened by a fire set by Jiang Qingwan that he almost drowned, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality.
It seems that the gap between myself and Jiang Qingwan is widening, an insurmountable chasm, a formidable barrier that the world fears.
I can't see anything.
Ye Qi simply closed his eyes, sorted out his thoughts, and suppressed all the bad and terrifying emotions.
The rapid, muffled sound of his heartbeat subsided under Ye Qi's control.
Without the chaotic sound of heartbeats, the surroundings were so quiet.
It was peaceful and made me drowsy.
"Slap slap—"
Two sharp sounds suddenly startled Ye Qi, who was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed.
A belated chill shot straight to the top of my head.
When Ye Qi opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of slender, delicate hands hovering over his face.
A burning pain also came from my face.
It was obvious that he had just hit himself and hadn't had a chance to take it back.
Jiang Qingwan naturally lowered her hands, looking relaxed, showing no remorse for having just hit Ye Qi.
"You're finally awake."
"I was just trying to control the fire's spread when I turned around and found that you had been corrupted by the demonic spirit emanating from Han Qianfan."
"I called you several times but you didn't respond, so I had no choice but to hit you."
"You have no idea how dangerous the situation was just now. You were so stupid that you almost suffocated yourself, you didn't even know how to breathe."
Ye Qi was speechless with shame, looking at Jiang Qingwan with a complicated expression.
Jiang Qingwan saw that Ye Qi looked like he didn't know how to start the conversation.
Breaking the awkward silence, he joked, "What's wrong? Is my hydrogel membrane poisonous?"
Ye Qi lowered his eyes and head, a low laugh escaping his throat.
He laughed at his own carelessness.
With the protection of the hydrogel membrane, how could you possibly breathe in pungent and coarse impurities?
I am also pleased that Jiang Qingwan has such great strength.
Ye Qi overstepped his bounds and pulled Jiang Qingwan's hand, which was placed at her side, together with her hand in his own palm.
Staring into her somewhat bewildered eyes, he said solemnly, "Qingwan, thanks to you, you saved me again. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died in this desolate wilderness."
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