Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 112 It's Flame Blood
How can ordinary people bear the heat of this Yanchi...

Mo Zicheng silently hugged Yin Qing and walked past Qian Chen, walking into the cave.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the cave, and as soon as I walked to the innermost part, I felt waves of heat rushing towards my face.

Immediately afterwards, a pool of water with fine bubbles and smoke appeared inside.

Mo Zicheng pursed his lips, hugged Yin Qing and was about to walk inside.

"Wait!"

"My lord, don't!"

Qianchen and Qingyan called out at the same time.

Of course, the former is still so cold and emotionless, while the latter has a sad face, and even his tone is full of sadness.

Mo Zicheng stopped in his tracks, and slightly turned his head to look at the two people behind him.

His hair hung down on his forehead, and there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Have you made up your mind?"

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng's lips curled into a faint smile, which was extremely charming, "Yeah."

His tone was as cold as before, and he jumped into the lake of flames without looking back.

Immediately, the hot pool water invaded his white clothes, penetrated his skin, and entered his body directly.

The scorching stinging pain made Mo Zicheng miserable, but he just insisted on gritting his teeth and let out a muffled snort.

Standing behind Qianchen just watched everything with cold eyes, as if it had nothing to do with him, and Qingyan slid to the ground trembling.

The scene in front of me now, I am afraid that anyone who sees it will not be able to hold back the tears in their hearts.

"Take off your clothes."

Qian Chen spoke suddenly, his face was still indifferent, and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Mo Zicheng tightly pressed his lips together, his fingers were trembling, but he still firmly held the Yin chime, freeing his other hand to untie his robe.

After I finished untying it, I stretched out my hand to untie Yin Qing's.

Even under such scorching temperature, Yin Qing still didn't wake up.

Regardless of etiquette, what should or should not be, Mo Zicheng immediately took off Yin Qing's white robes, and firmly pressed her into his arms with both hands.

The hot pool water penetrated into his body more unscrupulously, burning him bit by bit.

In an instant, the internal organs seemed to be clamoring and rolling, and the meridians in the whole body seemed to melt away, and the blood overflowed the whole body.

He felt pain all over his body as if he had been crushed and torn apart.

Just like a fish, under the scorching sun, it dries up to death.

Looking at this scene, the corner of Qianchen's mouth suddenly twitched into a slight smile, with a hint of coldness, and he looked at Mo Zicheng without blinking his eyes.

It's very tolerant.

No matter how painful it was, Mo Zicheng still just gritted his teeth and let out a muffled grunt, gritting his teeth desperately to prevent himself from calling out.

I saw that his whole body seemed to be covered with fresh blood, and the color was so bright.

The blue veins on his forehead also seemed to have turned red, which was extremely frightening.

His eyes tried to open a slit, and the disfigured white robes floating on the water surface and scorched by the pool jumped into Mo Zicheng's eyes.

As if suddenly remembering something, Mo Zicheng hastily stretched out his hand to reach for the white undershirt he had just taken off there.

When he held that hard object, it was as if a big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

It was a crimson jade forehead belt, and the bright red color was extremely beautiful.

There seems to be something flowing in the red jade.

Suddenly, the scorching water in the pool was not so hot, except that the place where he was burned before was burning and hurting, and the pool water around him also seemed to suddenly become cold, which was not at all different from the pool water in other places.

"So, the Flame Blood Jade is with you!"

Qianchen looked at the blood jade in his hand and pondered, then chuckled lightly, and moved his fingers slightly, "It turns out that the woman took the painstaking efforts to get the blood jade from the cliff valley earlier to make this forehead belt for you! Calculating the time, it seems like That's enough, get up!"

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng was stunned for a second, looking at the chime in his arms.

I didn't know how to react for a moment.

"What? Do you want to soak again?"

Just letting them stay inside for half an hour is already his greatest gift.

Mo Zicheng silently pulled off the clothes on the side, buckled them on his body, then pulled Yin Qing's clothes to cover her upper body, and then hugged her to the side of the pool with trembling hands.

The hot breath still existed on his body, and the bursts of burning pain seemed to melt him, and the pain was so painful.

(End of this chapter)