Chapter 11 I pledge my love to you
Shen You was stunned. "It...it...how did it follow me? I clearly erased all traces."
"It can't come in, sit down and play cards." Wen Zhaozhao grabbed a good hand of cards and urged excitedly.
"Your Majesty Queen Zhaozhao, we have to run quickly!" Shen You said anxiously.
He had just gone out, originally intending to open a shop. Ever since the Sandbox Cup opened, they had been wandering around, not looking like they were here to kill exotic beasts, but more like they were on a tour collecting folk songs.
As a result, after he went out, he saw the dense swarms of snow mole crickets and their ferocious appearance with bared fangs and claws. He immediately lost his enthusiasm and turned around and ran back.
"Don't worry, continue playing." Wen Zhaozhao replied. She had set up a barrier in the conference room.
The snow crickets outside couldn't get in, and because there was her breath on the surface of the barrier, these reptiles didn't dare to force their way in.
Sure enough, the Snow Cricket was just passing through the corridor and did not notice them inside the barrier.
Shen You breathed a sigh of relief, but with a look of panic on his face, he asked, "What level is this thing?"
Fang Xingli said, "D-level. The boss-level ones should be able to reach C-level, or B-level. The main reason is that most of them attack in groups."
"What level are you?" Wen Zhaozhao asked Shen You.
Shen You replied: "I am Class B."
"How many levels are there for psychics?"
"Eh? Don't you know?"
"I don't know."
"...You don't even know this, and you still dare to come to the Sandbox Cup!"
"What does participating in the Sandbox Cup have to do with knowing the level of the psychic?"
"That's the basic common sense for espers: F, E, D, C, B, A, A+, S, SS, SSS. By the way, my uncle is 3S-level."
Wen Zhaozhao snapped his fingers, and a cluster of black flames emerged from his fingertips. "Come, according to your standards, what level am I?"
"Fire element?!" Shen You looked at Wen Zhaozhao in shock, "Black fire!"
Another snow mole cricket passed by in the corridor outside.
Wen Zhaozhao snapped his fingers, and the cluster of black flames flew out of the barrier and landed on the snow cricket.
Just like snow meeting the sunlight, the snow crickets melted away in an instant, leaving no trace, and the black flames flew back into Wen Zhaozhao's hands.
Wen Zhaozhao put away the flame and looked at the three silent people. "What's the matter? Is it difficult to judge?"
"Zhao Zhao, what kind of fire is this?" Fang Xingxiang asked.
Wen Zhaozhao replied: "Nine Profound True Fire."
"What kind of fire is that?" Shen You asked.
Wen Zhaozhao chuckled, and black flames appeared on his fingertips again. "How about you feel it?"
"No, no, no, no. I am fragile and not as strong as the snow mole cricket. Please spare my life, Queen." Shen You clasped his hands together and begged for mercy.
Nalan Junmi's eyes were burning as he asked, "Can you give me this fire?"
"What do you want my fire for?" Wen Zhaozhao put away the Nine Profound True Fire.
"Feel the mysterious power in fire. I am also from the fire element." A ball of red flame appeared in Nalan Junmi's palm.
"This is the red flame spiritual fire. It is quite complex and needs to be condensed and purified." Wen Zhaozhao put all the winning chips into the small storage bag.
Then he took out a small bottle with a thin neck made of top-grade fairy stone. The bottle body was jade-white and translucent, and there was a drop of golden-red liquid in it.
As soon as this thing appeared, Nalan Junmi's eyes immediately transformed into golden-green vertical pupils. "What is this? I want to buy it."
"Not for sale." Wen Zhaozhao put it away again.
Nalan Junmi stood up suddenly and said, "I pledge my love to you."
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