"What? Did I say something wrong?" Su Luoyin took a step forward and looked straight into Rong Jing's eyes.
"I have always chosen my own path forward, while you, on the other hand, have always been in a desperate situation. Now, you see that I have understood my own beliefs and persisted. Rong Jing, what about you?"
Hearing Su Luoyin's questioning, Rong Jing increased his strength and gripped the sword tightly. For a moment, he did not dare to answer.
I'm sorry, Rong Jing.
Su Luoyin lowered her eyes, and when Rong Jing was stunned, she raised her white hand, and the bone whistle fell into her hand quickly. The dead tree quickly rose from the ground, and the raging fire accompanied the huge dead tree that grew from the ground. The two gave birth to each other and also restrained each other.
"Wood spiritual magic!" Rong Jing opened his eyes wide, but before he could sigh, he saw that the weak red flame had turned into a raging fire, shining with a dark light. The dead wood was still growing, sweeping across the earth at a rapid speed, quickly surrounding Rong Jing. In his eyes, there was only the dancing dark flame in front of him, which locked him tightly with a breath of despair and made him unable to move.
"Go!" While everyone was stunned by the huge dead tree and the dark raging fire in front of them, a hand stretched out from somewhere and pushed Luo Wen hard.
Seeing that Luo Wen was already far away from the range of her spiritual magic, Su Luoyin finally showed a faint smile. She turned her head to look at the battlefield, and the green bone whistle was floating in front of her. She had stopped using the dead wood to control its growth, but the nether fire continued to grow with its help, and its momentum became stronger and stronger, turning the place in front of her into a horrible fire scene.
Su Luoyin closed her eyes in despair and retracted the bone whistle, feeling the Nether Fire beginning to burn every inch of her skin. The heat pouring onto her face was about to melt her, but she had no other choice but to use Shenghanshan's Nine Nether Technique to temporarily protect her body. The spiritual power of the Nether Fire was too strong, and Xi Chen's special wood magic made it even more overbearing. She had no other way to stop its erosion of her.
She was the caster, with withered trees gathering around her and nether fire unleashed from her body. However, she couldn't control the spell well enough to break it, so the nether fire eroded her even more fiercely. As for the others, the scope of the attack was limited after all. Now she was only afraid that Rong Jing would be injured. However, as he was the first disciple of Shenghan Mountain, she believed that he still had some self-preservation methods. However, it might be a bit painful.
She closed her eyes and felt as if she was burned out. This time, there was no one who would grab her in frustration, protect her, warn her, or... scold her.
A tear gently slid down from the corner of her eye. She didn't know why, perhaps because the pain was so extreme, she suddenly felt that the burning sensation in front of her seemed to have disappeared, and even the burning sensation in her body was eliminated!
Su Luoyin suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. She saw a transparent wall of light suddenly appear to block all the damage for her. A pair of big hands controlled the light, and the torrent of air lifted his long hair high. From her perspective, she could only see his beautiful profile, so cold, yet so serious.
He finally tore a hole through the terrifying fire scene. Su Luoyin looked at the person blocking her way in disbelief...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
