Chapter 441 Mu Qingge Are You Shameless (8)

"There is no way ahead, what do you do?" Han Caicai turned around suddenly, and smiled playfully at Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge looked at him, but didn't speak.

Han Caicai said self-consciously: "The blue environment can't resist the sky for a long time. Besides, in such an environment, you have to resist the erosion of fire and walk against the sky. I'm afraid your body's aura won't last long."

Mu Qingge suddenly laughed: "It sounds like you can fly very well."

"At least I don't need to allocate my spiritual power to resist fire poison." Han Caicai smiled even brighter.

Fire poison! poison!

Han Caicai's words reminded Mu Qingge.

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

Mu Qingge quickly searched in her mind, and after a while, there was a result.

She remembered that among Mengmeng's Tibetan medicines, there seemed to be a kind of medicinal material that could flow out a transparent and sticky juice, and if it was applied on the body, it could have the effect of avoiding fire.

Although this effect will disappear after the juice volatilizes and needs to be reapplied, at least it will allow her to reduce the consumption of spiritual power and stand on the same starting line as Han Caicai.

"Then don't bother you." Mu Qingge smiled and raised an eyebrow at Han Caicai provocatively.

Han Caicai squinted her eyes, snorted arrogantly, stepped on her feet, walked against the sky, and flowed down the lava river.

After he left, there was something new among Mu Qing singers.

It was given to her by Mengmeng. This plant that looks like a football is a baby that can avoid fire.

Mu Qingge lifted it up, put it on top of her head, and squeezed it hard.

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

After finishing, Mu Qingge withdrew her spiritual power, and she really didn't feel the scorching breath, but a special coolness.

'It really is a baby! ’ Mu Qingge's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. ‘Mengmeng, how many of these plants do you have? '

'Don't worry, Master Yin, this cute baby has a lot in stock, you can have as much as you want. ’ Mengmeng said confidently.

With this logistical support, the smile on Mu Qingge's mouth became even more charming, and she kicked her feet and chased after Han Caicai.

On the lava river, there are not huge rocks for the two to settle on.

Whenever Yukong was exhausted, the two would fall down, rest for a while, and then continue to go deeper.

Mu Qingge's relaxed expression surprised Han Caicai.

On the way, he looked at her from time to time, as if he wanted to know what kind of treasure Mu Qingge relied on to avoid the heavy heat waves here.

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

Whenever the spiritual power is about to be exhausted, Mu Qingge will take out the elixir and chew it in large quantities. Seeing that the corners of Han Caicai's eyes were throbbing, she had to take out her own elixir to replenish her strength.

However, he still underestimated the number of pills that Mu Qingge had.

After the last elixir he brought was taken, Mu Qingsinger was still holding a large handful of intermediate elixir, and kept throwing it into his mouth.

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

Mu Qingge glanced at him, and said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, it won't hold you back anyway."

The sarcastic words made Han Caicai's face darken. His lazy and deep voice was a bit hazy, and he said awkwardly: "If you still have enough pills, give me some."

"Huh? Why doesn't the young master of Vientiane Tower bring enough pills when he goes out?" Mu Qingge shook her head with a 'tsk tsk'.