Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 66 Fracture
When Ye Qingwu heard this, she flicked its head immediately.

But what she didn't expect was that its skin was so hot, she looked at her finger, and the finger that flicked it turned red, which obviously looked like a burn.

"Hahaha, it makes you want to hit me." Huozi laughed mercilessly.

Ye Qingwu unhurriedly took out the ointment that Aunt Lan gave her from the storage bag, opened it, smeared the ointment on the fingertips of the other hand, and then applied it.

The fire kid was very curious about this, and wanted to come up to take a look, but heard Ye Qingwu's stop: "Don't come here, you will set me on fire later."

The fire kid heard that, although he was unhappy, he didn't get any closer.

After she finished applying it, she put a small bottle of ointment on the ground not far in front of her, and said, "I'm done applying it, you can observe carefully."

Hearing this, it happily approached the small bottle of ointment, then picked it up and observed it carefully.

"Why do I get burned when I have contact with you, but these things don't?" Ye Qingwu asked.

"Because they are dead things, you are living things."

This has subverted her cognition.

Seemingly aware of her confusion, the fire child explained to her sternly: "Because I am a fire spirit, I am naturally used for fighting. The damage to living things will be stronger, while dead things will be weaker."

"It can also be said that the feeling of a living thing will be thousands of times stronger than that of a dead thing, and when I condense into a human form, the flames will be a thousand times gentler, so there is no problem touching a dead thing."

"Because you are younger, you are more stimulated by my flame."

When Ye Qingwu heard what it said, she immediately remembered her physical condition. Her five senses were much stronger than ordinary cultivators.

She nodded to show that she understood.

The fire child sighed: "So your human race's body is the weakest."

Ye Qingwu couldn't help laughing when she saw the little adult's appearance.

Her gaze suddenly shifted to the other side, which was the direction of the coffin.

She asked without squinting: "How many years has this coffin grown?"

"Hundreds of years."

"Isn't it showing any signs of blooming?"

"No."

The fire kid also set his sights on the coffin. For it, the coffin has been with it for a long time, and it will not give up on it.

Ye Qingwu asked: "Is it possible to put it in another place, and it will bloom soon?"

Hearing this, the little fire child was thoughtful.

It can actually hear the meaning of her words.

It shook its head, with a persistent expression on its face, and then said stubbornly: "I want to wait here for my little coffin to bloom, and I'm not going anywhere."

Although Ye Qingwu appreciates its persistence and firmness, she must leave here. If she stays here for too long, her father will be worried.

She also wanted to see her delay.

I don't know how Chichi is doing now?
When Ye Qingwu thought of his blushing, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up a little.

"But what if I want to go out?" Ye Qingwu asked.

Hearing this, the little fire boy covered his ears, quickly floated to sit on the coffin, and muttered: "I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything..."

Self-hypnosis!
Ye Qingwu couldn't help laughing out loud, this fire spirit is too cute.

Anyway, she is not in a hurry to go out now, so she will practice and meditate here to consolidate her cultivation.

What Ye Qingwu didn't know was that many of the disciples of the four major sects were in dire straits, and Ye Qingwu naturally had no time to take care of them.

After a whole night, when Ye Qingwu was still consolidating her cultivation, there was a very happy voice.

"It's on, it's on, it's on!"

"It actually opened, it's so beautiful..."

Ye Qingwu opened her eyes, and what she saw was such a scene.

The black coffin was covered with delicate black flowers, and the flowers were all over the coffin, which looked like a beautiful and depressed portrait.

The fire child also noticed Ye Qingwu's waking up, and it quickly floated onto Ye Qingwu's body, with a flaunting tone: "Look, this is the coffin flower I planted, how beautiful it is."

Ye Qingwu had to say that she was still amazed.

She nodded honestly, and praised sincerely: "This coffin flower is really beautiful."

Hearing someone praise the flowers it planted, the fire child, who was already extremely happy, became even more excited and excited at this moment.

Its eyes started to glow as usual, and it was about to spray on Ye Qingwu's body, but Ye Qingwu quickly avoided it.

The fire child rubbed his eyes with his little hands according to the law, so that the fire in the eyes gradually extinguished.

Suddenly, the coffin gradually deformed, and then gradually disappeared, leaving only the coffin flowers, but the coffin flowers immediately wrapped Ye Qingwu's body, and then tightened.

Ye Qingwu felt the sharp little thorns piercing into her skin, she felt that the whole body was about to be strangled to death, her expression was a bit painful.

The coffin was sucking her blood, and she couldn't use her spiritual power.

"Help me!" Ye Qingwu looked at Huozi and shouted.

The fire child was also extremely shocked when he saw such a scene.

It froze for a moment, then quickly floated in front of Ye Qingwu, and said, "Little Coffin Flower, let her go!"

However, the coffin flower did not obey its words.

Ye Qingwu felt countless thorns piercing her body, sucking her own blood, Ye Qingwu's face turned pale in an instant.

Lip color is even more pale.

Ye Qingwu wanted to break free, but the more she struggled, the tighter the coffin flower was strangled, and the faster it sucked blood.

Ye Qingwu broke out in a cold sweat, and her body also started to feel cold. She said with difficulty: "Help... me..."

Seeing her about to die, the little fire child also became flustered. He made up his mind and wanted to grab the coffin flower and pull it out.

However, it has not waited for it to start acting.

The power of the coffin flower threw Ye Qingwu against the wall. With a 'bang', Ye Qingwu's back collided with the wall, and the stone wall was smashed out of a hole.

Ye Qingwu's body fell to the ground weakly, and there was a 'bang'.

Ye Qingwu spat out a mouthful of blood, she seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of her ribs breaking, and her brain was buzzing, which gradually made her tinnitus a little bit.

Her vision also began to blur, and she lay on the ground, vaguely seeing black words swaying in front of her, as if they were showing off their prestige.

damn it!
Ye Qingwu tried to stand up, but she couldn't hold it up, because many of her ribs were broken, and the severe pain made her suffer unbearably.

(End of this chapter)