With the pain that could cause fainting at almost any time, Tianhong had not stopped his steps. He had already fallen below his knees into the liquid land, and every step was extremely difficult.

His speed was getting slower and slower, but Tu Dizang's smile became brighter and brighter. In its eyes, the tiny Tianhong was like a bug being abused. The more the bug struggled, the happier it became.

When he was still twenty or thirty meters away from the opposite side, Tianhong finally couldn't walk anymore. He was in a desperate situation below his waist. He had not yet broken the idea of ​​killing the fake monk with his own hands, nor did he cover his firm eyes.

Tu Dizang felt a little scorching, and the light cover that locked Tianhong no longer moved. It quickly waved his hand to remove the fire in the sky and flew over with a lot of fun.

He retracted the light cover and the Zen staff that was rotating in the sky, and tilted his head to look at Tianhong left and right, but the high temperature of thousands of degrees did not make him get too close, but just walked around and watched half a circle.

The extinguishing of the fire caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply. Tianhong's appearance immediately returned to normal from redness.

The extreme high temperature made his skin look smooth again, and the cracks and damage were gone. Now it looks more like a half-body human sculpture, mixed with a ball of black crystal on the land.

"It's interesting!" Tu Dizang laughed again, wiping his bare chin and said jokingly, "You are much better now than before! You were all green all over your body, and I'm worried about your partner's style for you. Now it's OK! Your whole body is white and has some red and green stripes, and it will be much more pleasing to you!"

It used its feet to probe the temperature of the soil in front of it, and found that it was still too hot, so it started to walk around Tianhong again: "No need to thank me! This is what I should do! But I am a little curious. Will jade become like this when burned? Why does it feel like ceramics? Are you not pure in yourself and a bastard? Hahaha!"

"Then let me try it. Are you still as strong as before?" It came to Tianhong's front and suddenly flew out of the Zen stick towards him.

"No!" Dozens of vines intercepted the Zen staff halfway, but due to inertia, the tip of the tail of the Zen staff still poked Tianhong's forehead.

With a "click", a fragment was smashed on his forehead.

"Random!" Tu Dizang looked fierce and knocked Little Citron out of thin air with just a palm.

Little Citron covered her chest and threw the Zen stick out with perseverance.

"Depending on your outfit, I was my person before?" Tu Dizang turned to Little Citron and approached step by step.

"So what? If I don't pay military salaries, I won't recognize you!"

"Mercenary rebellion, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

"Don't scare me, I'm afraid of you!" Little Citron said in her mouth, not afraid, but her body retreated honestly.

"Then prepare to use flowers and plants as fertilizer!" Tu Dizang called back the Zen stick in his hand, and he really looked like he was not angry and mighty.

"Go to die!" Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiang took action first, and two clusters of green vines stretched out from behind and pierced towards the opposite side.

Tu Dizang ignited a flame with his two fingers and threw it towards the vine.

Perhaps the flames were blessed by magic power, and they quickly spread along the vines, just like gasoline poured on the vines, burning in front of the little citron in the blink of an eye.

The little citron immediately broke the connection of the vines and staggered a few steps back. It seemed that this method of breaking the vines itself hurt its vitality.

Tu Dizang became angry from his heart, and immediately hung fire with both hands to burn the rebellious young man to death.

"Click!"

Another crisp sound was shocked, and Tu Dizang turned around.

The gray-white fragments on Tianhong's body began to fall down like rain. Before Tu Dizang could react, Tianhong, who was exposed to the redness, pounced on the fake Buddha like a hungry tiger.

The sound of fried meat and wailing sounded almost at the same time. The temperature in Tianhong's body was still above 1,800 degrees. When it hit Tu Dizang, there was a burst of white smoke.

The clothes on Tu Dizang's body instantly burned to ashes. Any skin that touched Tianhong was like fried meat, sticking directly to Tianhong's body.

Tianhong hugged Tu Dizang tightly and made it unable to move. Just like the Admiral who had cleaned up the water lice before, it grew on its body like a koala.

Just like the screams of a ghost roar broke the tranquility of the rebirth town, Tu Dizang blew the forward horn of the barbecue vendors in the underworld at the cost of his life.

"What's wrong with you?" Tianhong looked at Xiao Xiang.

Until Tudizang turned into a wisp of blue smoke, it stood there in a daze without moving.

It bit its pink and white fist and pointed timidly at Tianhong lying on the ground.

"What's wrong? What's the hell?" Tianhong was puzzled.

"You, you, your legs are gone!" It hurried over, as if it wanted to confirm whether this was its illusion.

Tianhong looked behind him and shouted, "Oh, it hurts!"

He hugged the rest of his thighs and rolled on the ground and screamed.

In order to kill Tu Dizang and save Xiao Xiang, he really broke his legs.

"What, what should I do? Will you die?" Little Citron jumped up anxiously, exactly like a little girl.

"Forget it, I won't scare you anymore!" Tianhong suddenly stood up with his thigh and looked at the fake girl in front of him with a smile.

"Don't you feel pain?" Xiao Xiang was a little surprised.

Tianhong shook his head: "The pain is so painful that there is no pain."

"Then, what should you do with your legs?"

"Dig it out for me!" Tianhong crawled towards the river with his arms, "What I urgently need now is to reduce the cooling, and my head is almost blown up!"

The little citron said "Oh" and stretched out his vines to grab a large pile of huge black balls like glass on the ground.

"Ah!" It jumped up again, "It hurts, it hurts!"

Tianhong ignored it and plunged into the river and crawled twice while touching the riverbed.

The already cold and biting Wangchuan River finally restored its original temperature. The moment Tianhong entered the water, a burst of steam aroused, but the river water immediately turned back to calm.

When he showed up again, Little Citron had already weaved a bamboo basket-like utensil with vines, scooped water from the river like an excavator and poured it onto the black ball.

Looking at the burnt black at the front of its vine, Tianhong couldn't help feeling a little distressed. He had let it escape before, why didn't this stupid young man listen?

"Hiss"!

The temperature of the black ball did not drop, and the steam burned from the water scared Xiao Citron so much that she sat on the ground.

"Hahaha!" Tianhong was amused by this silly boy's embarrassing look.

"What are you laughing at? It's annoying!" Little Citron stood up, and just slapped her ass, but was stunned again.

"So what's wrong? Where did I lose it again?" Tianhong couldn't help but touch his face.

Even such an action that could not be more ordinary than normal made him so scared that he stood in the water.
Chapter completed!