Chapter 71: Did the master who grabbed the pot touch it?
It only took Qi Qing 0.1 seconds to realize what it was.
He was completely stunned and even forgot to hide. He just lay stiffly on Yue Ji's legs, his breathing slightly stagnant.
The temperature was so incredibly hot that one could almost feel the blood pulsating. It was like gunpowder that could start a war at any time. Qi Qing froze, his mind exploded, and a wave of embarrassment and shame surged up.
...I just gave him a compliment and this bastard showed his true colors. He really thought he had no temper!
He secretly gathered his strength to sit up, but his arms were numb from being pressed down and he lost consciousness for a moment.
Yue Ji seemed to notice something was wrong with him, and suddenly leaned closer, his warm breath brushing his eyelashes.
Qi Qing's heart was pounding like a drum. He was so embarrassed that he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. He didn't want Yue Ji to notice that he was awake.
The burning sensation intensified as the person in front of him moved, pressing against his cheek, even sinking slightly into the soft flesh. Yue Ji's fingers were still slowly combing his long hair, following the ends of his hair and wrapping around his knuckles, as if he was playing with some treasure.
Qi Qing could clearly feel the shape against his cheek, like a brand of shame, moving slightly with his breathing, and Yue Ji had no intention of moving away.
The young man's eyelashes trembled and he clenched his fists quietly, struggling between getting up and beating Yue Ji up or continuing to pretend to sleep.
Yue Ji played with his hair for a while, then went on to touch his face, gently stroking with his fingertips, massaging his lips intimately, and when he reached the corner of his lips, he tentatively reached inside, trying to pry open his teeth.
The touch became more and more vivid, and Qi Qing finally couldn't stand his pursuit and blockade, and suddenly turned over and sat up.
"How dare you!" He slapped the hand that was causing trouble, his ears turned red, and he retreated several steps in embarrassment, saying angrily: "You are taking advantage of the fact that your master is asleep and you want to commit treason, right?"
Yue Ji calmly withdrew his hand and asked innocently, "Master is awake?"
He didn't seem to feel guilty at all, he lowered his eyes and said shyly, "When Master was lying in my arms just now, it was really... I couldn't take my eyes off him, I couldn't help myself for a moment."
"Can't help myself?" Qi Qing rubbed his burning cheeks vigorously a few times, his fingertips trembling with anger. He tore off his outer robe and threw it at him: "What is this 'can't help myself' thing? How dare you poke it in my face!"
Yue Ji's eyes flickered, and he suddenly smiled: "Master came here first."
He stepped forward and touched Qi Qing's hand, as if he was a monster slowly approaching in the darkness: "Master, did you feel it? Won't you help me? It's all because of you that I..."
His voice was low and seductive. He forcefully inserted his fingers slowly and forcefully into the gaps between their fingers, clasping their fingers tightly.
The moment Qi Qing touched it, he pulled his hand away fiercely as if it were burned by fire: "You...!"
"Master is always like this." Yue Ji looked at him dimly, his voice containing a hint of inexplicable grievance: "Do you have to wait for me to lose control again before you are willing to coax me?"
"Cheat you?" Qi Qing sneered, gathering spiritual power in his palms: "I think you deserve to be punished! You can try and see whether I am trying to coax you or punish you!"
"Really?" Yue Ji raised his voice and immediately took these words as an imperial decree. The spiritual power around his body began to surge in a familiar way.
Qi Qing couldn't stand it anymore and finally kicked him down.
The warmth was still on his cheek, and the young man wiped the remaining touch fiercely, but he could not forget it at all. So he angrily took up position at the entrance of the cave, ready to wait for Yue Ji to climb up before settling the score.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement from below.
His angry head gradually calmed down and he frowned. Could it be that... Yue Ji was discovered by Mr. Wen?
Thinking of this, his heart suddenly tightened. Without caring about anything else, he hurriedly leaned over to check.
Not far below, some Danzong disciples were making fires and some were patrolling, and they did not notice anything unusual.
Qi Qing was wondering when a strong hand suddenly grabbed his ankle and pulled him hard.
The young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could make a sound, his whole body was wrapped in a familiar body temperature.
Yue Jidan held his waist with one hand and climbed the protruding rock with the other hand. The two of them were hanging on the cliff and swaying slightly.
...I worried for nothing.
Qi Qing stretched out his hand expressionlessly, condensed an ice sword in his hand, and prepared to hit the face hard.
"Hush." Yue Ji signaled him not to speak, and transmitted his voice: "Look down, Master."
He signaled with his eyes, but Qi Qing's hands still had a cold light in them, and he looked down in the direction he was looking, half believing and half doubting.
Upon seeing this, his expression couldn't help but become a little solemn.
When did the fire spirit energy below become so strong?
Just by hanging here, you can feel a strong heat wave rising up and rushing up the rock wall. Even your hair begins to curl slightly, and a thin layer of sweat soon appears on your neck.
The disciples of Dan Sect also apparently noticed something was wrong. After a small commotion, they sent someone to report to Master Wen while looking around for the source of the abnormality.
After a few breaths, Master Wen came out of the tent and swept the camp with a cold gaze. The disciples were anxiously waiting for his order, but Yue Ji said first with his lips: "Pot."
Qi Qing's gaze shifted to the pots.
The disciples of Dan Sect had not yet reached the stage of fasting, and after traveling for a long time, they were inevitably tired and hungry. Now they were planning to make a fire and cook a meal to fill their stomachs.
One of the disciples, for the sake of convenience, was clever enough to start a fire from the sea of fire nearby. Sure enough, it burned quickly and vigorously, but it was too strong and could not be extinguished, almost burning the bottom of the pot.
The rich fire aura was emanating from several pots. Old Wen casually put his fingers together and slashed, and the sharp finger wind shot towards several iron pots.
An amazing thing happened. One of the covered iron pots suddenly jumped with a clang, and leaped up like a living thing, jumping three feet high and rushing towards the nearest disciple.
Then a steaming pot rushed towards him, and the disciple was so scared that he screamed and stepped back.
"Playing tricks!" Old Wen shouted angrily, and his spiritual power turned into a palm, grabbing the escaping pot in mid-air.
Seeing that it failed, the pot immediately turned around and rushed towards another disciple. Its round body was extremely agile and spun around, dashing left and right in the crowd. The surrounding disciples screamed and dodged in all directions, as no one wanted to be splashed with the hot oil in the pot.
The scene was in chaos and confusion.
The spiritual power palm did not allow it to escape anymore. It suddenly grew several times larger and grasped its finger.
With a "whoosh" sound, the pot, with its strong desire to survive, actually managed to squeeze out from between the fingers.
It was cornered and paused strangely for a second in mid-air, then suddenly changed direction and rushed straight towards the two people on the cliff!
Qi Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, wondering where else he could blame the blame, but he had to run into their hiding place, revealing his tracks and ruining his plan.
He stepped forward and he and Yue Ji moved away, but the pot completely ignored Yue Ji and chased him like crazy.
"Following me?" Old Wen's face was gloomy, and a huge palm of spiritual power appeared behind Qi Qing: "You are so brave!"
Miao Zheng and the city lord, who rushed over after hearing the noise, were both stunned and looked at the strange sight before them.
The young man in blue was chased by a boiling iron pot and flew all over the field, so fast that he almost became an afterimage. But no matter how he jumped or dodged, avoided or took the initiative, the pot kept chasing him, as if it had some deep hatred for him.
Yue Ji was the first to come back to his senses, and his spiritual power turned into chains that wrapped around the iron pot.
Unexpectedly, this pot seemed to have gained intelligence. It dodged the interception with a feint and even avoided the attack of Mr. Wen.
"What on earth did you cook?"
Qi Qing collapsed and questioned the Danzong disciples while fleeing.
Seeing that the pot was about to reach him, the young man suddenly leaned back and bent his waist. The scalding hot pot whizzed past his nose. Qi Qing took the opportunity to turn back and ran towards Yue Ji.
“Swish!”
After he ran past, an earth wall immediately rose from the ground, followed by an ice wall, a wooden wall... Several obstacles blocked the iron pot's way and temporarily separated it.
Just one second.
The next second, the iron pot broke through the wall and directly created large holes in several walls. Although it also had a crack in itself, it was still as powerful as ever and its speed did not slow down at all.
The moment the ice wall was broken open, Qi Qing could feel an extremely hot temperature instantly melting his ice wall, which was even hotter than the spiritual fire.
An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he quickly looked back.
From the small crack in the iron pot, strands of red light were seeping out.
! !
Could it be that... there is a ten thousand year old fire lotus in here!
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the iron pot, carrying with it a wave of scorching heat, hit him hard.
"Wait--cough!"
Qi Qing swore that he had never been hit so hard by a pot in his life.
The young man staggered back a few steps, feeling a burning pain in his waist, as if he had been hit by a buffalo.
Although the hot oil did not splash out as expected, something suddenly emerged from the edge of the pot and quickly coiled into his arms like a snake.
After rolling up the iron pot, he wanted to run away, but was caught up by Yue Ji.
The black-clothed young man's body was like electricity, as if he didn't feel the heat. His five fingers just held the edge of the boiling pot, and spiritual fire ignited between his fingers, ready to refine the pot on the spot. On the other side, Wen Lao followed.
With his experienced eyes, he could naturally tell that the thing in the pot was extraordinary, so he fought with Yue Ji again for the fight on the spot.
Qi Qing rubbed his waist to relax, then suddenly reacted and touched his arms.
——Oh no! The key!
He turned his head and saw a red lotus petal sticking out from the crack in the pot. The tip of the petal was folded up, like a fingerless little hand, tightly grasping the stolen key.
Honglian manipulated the iron pot, twisting it flexibly, rushing left and right in the encirclement of the monks, throwing out sparks from time to time, scalding the Danzong disciples so much that they jumped to their feet.
Thief!
Qi Qing drew out his ice sword and immediately joined the battlefield: "Give it back to me!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Honglian jumped up and down, and slipped away from people like a decoy, and suddenly dived into the depths of the lava.
Qi Qing and Yue Ji looked at each other and said, "Chase!"
Wen Lao also waved his sleeves and shouted angrily: "Chase!"
In an instant, all the disciples of Danzong came out in full force.
Qi Qing rushed ahead of them. There was no sea of fire ahead, only lava. He simply threw away his ice sword, turned it into a sled and chased after them.
The key is the apology from the elder of the Mirage Clan, and it is also the key to obtaining the Fire Lotus. How can we let it be stolen so easily?
Good news: Huo Lian didn’t run far before being knocked away and flew right to his feet.
The bad news: it was another pot that knocked it over.
Qi Qing's body moved before his brain and he snatched the key from the pot under his feet first. Only then did he notice that someone was chasing after the other pot.
Unfortunately, it was a large group of people.
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