When the third one was reached, all the fusion power she divided was consumed.

When she grabbed the breathless fire again, it was her body that burned.

The bone-bone pain made her brow frown in an instant, and her hands couldn't help but tremble. She gritted her teeth, and the pain made her sweat burst out, but she couldn't show any trace of it.

Even though she couldn't control her trembling, she controlled it with her willpower.

At the fastest speed, she put the breathless fire into the metal iron ring, and then threw the metal iron ring into Qingchenju. This series of actions had already flowed.

Those subtle flaws did not arouse Duanmu Chen's doubts.

In order to control the last flame creature without attacking Yue Qingqing, he could no longer focus on Yue Qingqing's body at all times. As he consumed, he had to control it more and more carefully.

Yue Qingqing took advantage of these gaps to conquer those breathless fires.

Finally, there are only the last three left!

The fusion power in Yue Qingqing's body was only left with a thin layer of skin. She took a deep breath, and that breath seemed to suppress the pain, making her eyes turn sharp again: "Duanmu Chen..."

She shouted again, and another flame creature came to her.

She raised her hand without hesitation and grabbed the breathless fire that appeared after the flame creature collapsed.

There is no pause at all! There is no abnormality!

Only the last three are left!

Come on, the moon is gentle!

I don't know when it will start, but she needs to cheer herself up.

But when the fusion power was consumed again, her palm touched the breathless fire again, and she still gasped in the air.

"Hiss~"

The sound was very subtle and was quickly dispersed by the heat contained in the space, but it attracted Duanmu Chen's attention.

"Qinger? What happened?"

"No!" As soon as Yue Qingqing finished speaking, Duanmu Chen had already arrived in front of her.

The pungent burnt smell rushed into his nose, Duanmuchen's pupils shrank, and he grabbed her hand.

Scarred or bloody?

Are these enough to describe Yue Qing’s mild injury?

Absolutely not enough!

The palms of her hands were burnt and charred on them!

Duanmuchen's hands began to tremble, and Yue Qingqing pulled back her hands without hesitation.

"Duanmu Chen, there are only the last three left!" Yue gently pulled up the corner of her mouth and grabbed the breathless fire with bare hands in front of him again.

"Si~"

It's like the sound of the grilled meat skewers when placed on the red charcoal fire during barbecue.

Yue Qingqing finally stopped hiding her expression, grinned and threw the iron ring into Qingchen.

The two burnt skins in the palm of her hand fell down.

Without the concealment of burnt skin, her fair and tender palms were deeply sunk, and even dazzling hand bones could be seen.

How many times has this burnt peel fallen off?

After the scorched skin fell off, she held the breathless fire with her bare hands again. What was it like?

"Duanmuchen..." She still called him in such a calm tone, but she did not appear breathless fire as usual.

Duanmu Chen slapped the two flaming creatures at the same time, and the mysterious power in his body spiraled out like a whirlwind, attracting ten breathless fires to surround him.
Chapter completed!