The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 395 The Two Heavens of Ice and Fire 4
The palm of the hand holding the silver thread was already sweating, and Jane Luoyu waited calmly.

She felt that as long as she moved, the fireballs in front of her would follow and attack her.

The hateful Yexing Pavilion, the annoying Ye Wuhuang, what kind of messy mechanism did he open.

but……

But if she doesn't move, how can she move forward?

How to get the glass stone?
She came here for the glazed stone, how could she stay here without moving?

However, as soon as she moved, these hundreds of fireballs would attack her.

Go ahead, it's dangerous.

Back, impossible.

Now Jian Luo is in a dilemma.

The hand holding Yinsi tightened again and again, Jian Luo gritted her teeth and fought hard.

Anyway, for the sake of Jun Moran, she would go for that glazed stone at all costs.

The figure turned, and Jian Luo gasped and galloped forward.

She didn't know how far the fireball blocked the secret passage.

She only knew that if she took a step, she would be less dangerous.

Almost as soon as she started, a hundred fireballs started, moving.

Flying towards, the fireball followed Jian Luo and went forward together.

The light red light and shadow flowed, like a hundred beautiful butterflies lingering around Jian Luo.

However, a touch of one of these hundreds of beautiful butterflies is enough to kill.

Compared with speed, Jian Luo is indeed not slow.

She is fast, and Fireball is not slow.

Needless to say, it is better than spiritual power.

Jian Luo's spiritual power is very high, but the fireball has no spiritual power and is lethal.

This is beyond comparison.

A white figure shuttles among a hundred beautiful "butterflies", this is not a game.

This is running for your life.

"hiss……"

The smell of scorched clothes filled the secret passage.

Without paying attention, Jian Luo bumped into a fireball the size of a glass ball, and the white clothes instantly burned.

Jian Luo frowned tightly, and without thinking about it, he patted the flames casually to extinguish the fire, and continued to run.

She dare not neglect.

If you're not careful, it can be fatal.

Hundreds of fireballs seem to have eyes.

Wherever Jian Luo runs and how he runs, hundreds of fireballs will follow closely behind, never leaving a step.

In just a moment, Jian Luo ran and ran, exerting the speed of spiritual power to the extreme.

But you will inevitably get hurt.

The hem of the dress was scorched, she didn't care.

There was scorching pain on the back of her hand, but she didn't care.

She didn't care if the fever touched the burning smell of the fireball.

All she cared about was how to escape from the range of the hundred fireballs.

(End of this chapter)