Chapter 441

"There is no way ahead. What do you do?" Han Caicai suddenly turns around and laughs at mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge looks at him and doesn't speak.

Han Caicai said to himself: "blue realm can't resist the sky for a long time. Besides, in such an environment, you have to stop the erosion of fire, and you have to walk against the sky. I'm afraid your aura will not last long."

Mu Qingge suddenly laughed: "you seem to be able to fly."

"At least I don't have to use psychic powers to defend against fire poison." Han Caicai smiles more brightly.

Fire poison! Poison!

Han Caicai's words remind mu Qingge.

If fire is regarded as a kind of poison, is there any antidote to it?

Mu light song quickly in the mind of the search, after a while there will be results.

She remembers that among the sprouting Tibetan medicines, there seems to be a kind of medicinal material that can flow out transparent and sticky juice. If you apply it on your body, you can avoid fire.

Although, this effect will disappear after the juice evaporates and needs to be painted again, it can at least reduce the consumption of spiritual power, and stand on the same running line with Han Caicai.

"Then you won't have to worry about it." Mu Qingge smiles and raises her eyebrows at Han Caicai's provocation.

Han Caicai narrowed her eyes and snorted with pride. A little under her feet, she walked against the sky and went down the river of molten slurry.

After he left, there was another thing in MuQing singers.

It was Meng Meng's gift to her. It seemed to be a football plant. It was a treasure that could avoid fire.

Muqingge will lift it, put it on the top of the head, force explosion.

Suddenly, a transparent liquid, tilted out, spread from her head to her body. Soon, it covered her whole body, but no trace could be seen.

After the completion, mu Qingge withdrew his spiritual power. As expected, he could not feel the burning breath, but had a special coolness.

"It's really a treasure!" Mu light song eyes a bright, mouth raised a smile. "Meng Meng, how many plants do you have?"

"Don't worry about the silver bar. I have a lot of money in stock. You can have as much as you want." Meng Meng is confident.

With this logistics support, mu Qingge's smile is even more moving. With a kick at his feet, he chases Han Caicai in the past.

There are not huge rocks on the molten river for two people to settle down on.

When the sky is exhausted, the two will fall down, take a short rest, and then continue to go deep.

The relaxed expression of Mu Qingge surprised Han Caicai.

On the way, he looked at it from time to time, as if he wanted to know what kind of treasure muqingge relied on to avoid the heavy heat wave here.

In this world full of fire, they did not know how long they had gone, let alone how many meters they had penetrated.

Whenever the spiritual power is about to run out, mu Qingge will take out pills and chew them in large quantities. Seeing Han Caicai's eyes ache, she has to take out her own pills to supplement her physical strength.

However, he underestimated the amount of moqingge pills.

When the last pill he brought was also taken, MuQing singer still held a large number of intermediate pills and kept dropping them into his mouth.

"Hello, how many pills do you have?" Han Caicai asked with a black face.

Mu Qingge glanced at him and jokingly said with a smile: "don't worry, in short, it won't drag you down."

With sarcasm, Han Caicai's face darkened. His languid low voice brought a bit of haze, awkward way: "if you still have enough pills, even me a little."

"Why? How come the young master of Vientiane building doesn't bring enough pills when he goes out? " Mu Qingge "tut" shakes his head.

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