Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

Chapter 389: Is it his thing? He will grab it

Gui Youming snatched the book out of thin air, blue flames rose in his palm, and the Demon Lord's righteous light instantly turned into ashes.

The sixth system was furious.

[If it’s his thing, he’ll grab it! ]
[Host, can you bear this? Beat him! ]
"Lu Wumie, the divine fire you have been longing for has been found." Lu Xingyan has not seen anyone who dares to snatch things from his hands for many years.

As her light words fell, the surrounding temperature soared.

"Are you the Netherworld Divine Fire?" Lu Wumie turned into a flame villain and appeared on Lu Xingyan's shoulder, asking in a childish voice with his hands on his hips.

When Lao Liu System saw his image, his eyes suddenly darkened.

[What are you doing, Indestructible Flame]
[The spirit fire state comes out and screams with the divine fire, what are you thinking? The Fishing Air Force is so stupid! ]
[I really am! ]
Lao Liu was at a loss for words, and all the words he said in excitement were blocked by the system.

He was so angry that Lao Liu could only spin around in circles.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the divine fire." Gui Youming looked at Lu Wumie's eyes, full of kindness: "It's still the new-born divine fire, the unquenchable flame."

"Xiao Huo, how old are you now? Do you have the memory of the divine fire inherited from Tiandao? Have you ever been to school?"

"Are you sick? Do I know you very well?" Lu Wumie felt confused.

He fluttered his little arms and legs, and the little burning figure rushed towards the ghost ghost.

As soon as he saw his figure, which was no bigger than Gui Youming's palm, hitting Gui Youming, Lao Liu System called out in despair.

[I think Lu Wumie is really crazy about fishing, but I won’t be so desperate if he fights in the form of fairy fire]
[What are you in a hurry for, just watch]

[Lu Wu Mie Xin is more clever than a loser. Do you think he can make himself suffer? 】

Lu Xingyan was not worried about Lu Wumi's fire.

Because she thought that when she first contracted with Lu Wumie, Lu Wumie also showed weakness and acted on her.

Sure enough, Gui Youming was not on guard against Lu Wumie who was in the spiritual fire state.

When Lu Wumie was all in front of him, he lightly raised his sleeves and waved them away. His tone was as helpless as an elder watching the junior's mischief:

“I intend to set up a sect for practicing Strange Fire. You are still young, Wumie Zhiyan, and you have a lot to learn. Do you want to be the first disciple of the Strange Fire Sect?” “You are talking nonsense. You can be the first disciple yourself.” Lu Wumie snorted coldly, and his figure turned around. The pressure of the sacred fire was released, and the temperature around him rose sharply again.

Even the gray mist that covered the Demonic Abyss was burned away by the white fireworks.

The silver-haired young man's offensive advanced fiercely, and in an instant the eternal flames swallowed up the will-o'-the-wisps floating around.

Gui Youming's expression froze, obviously being shameless by this divine fire.

"As a divine fire, where is your magic?" Gui Youming avoided fighting and kept talking: "Even if it is a divine fire, it has to be reasonable. If there is anything that we can't talk about, we have to fight and kill."

"Look at how many flowers and plants you have hurt around you."

Wherever the Inextinguishable Flame passed, grass and trees turned to ashes. Nothing could survive his scorching colorless flames.

"Then you accepted my challenge?" Lu Wumie stopped his hand and stood, his silver eyes full of fighting spirit: "I've heard that Netherworld's ghost fire is famous, do you dare to compete with me?"

"I think it's okay to compete, but I'll only accept a literary fight so as not to hurt the harmony." Gui Youming spoke slowly.

Lu Wumie felt a headache after hearing this.

"We are divine fires, why are we fighting here?" Lu Wumie was speechless and didn't understand.

"Why can't we fight?" Gui Youming asked back.

He raised his sleeves and waved, showing off all the creatures around him.

“There are people and demons in this mountain and forest, why don’t we mention a poem?”

"It's time to fight, let's have a good fight." Lu Wumie was too lazy to listen to his pressure, and raised his hand to make a move.

But he saw the ghostly figure flashing and disappearing from everyone's sight.

His voice came out of thin air, but he couldn't identify where he was hiding.

"If you want to be so violent, then I have no choice but to leave." Gui Youming shouted.