Chapter 170 175. Active Volcanoes
Everyone who was eating and drinking suddenly felt refreshed. Han Yixiao looked towards Qiao Zixi's room as if he had sensed something.
At this time, Qiao Zixi sat cross-legged with his five hearts facing upwards, and a faint trace of spiritual energy between heaven and earth flowed into his body. In just a moment, this spiritual energy became thinner and thinner until it faded and disappeared.
This epiphany can be said to be better than nothing.
Qiao Zixi opened her eyes and frowned slightly. The spiritual energy in this small world was becoming increasingly scarce, and the aura of decay was spreading.
When Han Yixiao pushed the door open and came in, he saw Qiao Zixi frowning and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Zixi hid the worry in her eyes and shook her head.
"Have you finished eating?"
Seeing that she changed the subject, Han Yixiao didn't ask any more questions and followed her lead and said, "Not yet, do you want to eat something else?"
Qiao Zixi shook her head again. She took out a few bottles of wine from the space and handed them to Han Yixiao.
"liquor?"
Han Yixiao took it and took a look, and immediately felt that Qiao Zixi's supplies were really rich. Since they successfully reunited, although they also collected supplies, most of the time, some of the rarer supplies were provided by Qiao Zixi.
She didn't say anything about her space or her supplies, so he naturally didn't ask.
After a while, cheers, drinking contests, and finger-guessing games were heard outside. It was very lively.
In order to take care of Qiao Zixi and the little guy, Han Yixiao didn't drink a drop of alcohol.
The group of people had been having a crazy whole day. After Han Yixiao sent the other drunk people back to their rooms one by one, he was about to take a rest when a strong wind suddenly blew outside.
Tonight is another moonless night, the wind is howling, and the sea water is blown into waves.
After a while, hail began to fall with a "crackling" sound.
The hail hit the house, making a thud-thud-thud sound.
"The sea seems to be uneasy these past two days."
Han Yixiao sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the noise outside. Thinking of last night's tsunami and tonight's strong winds and hail, he felt a vague sense of unease in his heart.
Qiao Zixi glanced at him calmly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Under the East China Sea, there is a huge active volcano."
"What, volcanoes?"
Han Yixiao was really surprised this time. He originally thought it was just an ordinary natural disaster, but he didn't expect it to be a sign of an impending volcanic eruption.
"We have to leave now!"
Whenever Han Yixiao thought of the terrifying power of a volcanic eruption, he was afraid that the entire East China Sea would be overturned.
His face changed drastically. He could no longer sit still and stood up to wake up the others.
"We can't leave."
Qiao Zixi's words made him stop in his tracks, and he turned around to look at her in disbelief.
"Why?"
"I want to get off the volcano."
"Down the volcano?"
Han Yixiao was completely shocked by Qiao Zixi. His brain suddenly shut down and he couldn't think straight. He muttered to himself, "Go down the volcano? Are you kidding me?"
Qiao Zixi gave him a cold look and said nothing more.
The next day, everyone who had just woken up was shocked by the news.
Lin Jun jumped up and rushed into the house, quickly packing his things and shouting, "What are you waiting for? Run!"
The few people who reacted rushed into the house and started cleaning up with a bang.
Han Yixiao's words were stuck in his throat before he could finish them. He watched helplessly as several people carried all their belongings on their backs and gathered in front of him as if they were fleeing.
"Boss, why haven't you packed yet? We're leaving."
Jian Cheng'an walked over with difficulty carrying a heavy load on his back. Seeing Han Yixiao standing still, he asked anxiously.
"We can't leave!" Han Yixiao said in a deep voice as he looked at the mushroom clouds rising in the sky.
Everyone followed his gaze, and in an instant, their hands and feet felt cold.
"Qingcang, send them to heaven!"
Qiao Zixi's faint voice was heard, and with a clear hum, Qingcang attached to Qiao Zixi's wrist suddenly grew larger, swept up the people in front of him and flew high into the sky.
"Ah, my baby!" As Jian Cheng'an finished speaking, one piece of his belongings after another fell like flowers from the sky.
(End of this chapter)
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