Chapter 88 No Survivors (66)

Facing Bering, Song Qingci said nothing.

She just stared at Bai Ling in front of her, watching as he gently stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the gray mist in his hand.

Then the next second, the mist began to swirl.

This is true rotation, with the vortex air swallowing the surrounding air and accommodating everything into its own space.

Bering's hair and clothes were blown up by the high-speed rotating airflow.

However, he didn't care, he just found it interesting.

This can be regarded as a small attempt at the nameless fog, or in other words, the application of physics.

It's a bit similar to the witch's "spin", but much shallower than that.

After all, the witch's spin is almost a conceptual skill.

With an imperceptible sigh, Bering immersed his consciousness in the ring that symbolized the nameless fog.

A black light appeared on the ring.

Then continue.

He took out some of the "Red Lotus Version Soul Burning Potion" that he had refined from Ding Yan's body, poured a small amount of it, and threw it into the swirling wind.

As the droplets fall into the mist.

The next moment, the tornado of flames roared into reality!

The brilliance of the flame is like a rainbow, burning everything around it, crushing oxygen with its majestic momentum, turning it into its own nutrients, blooming like a red lotus in hell!

Under such an aura, even the light of the sun is eclipsed!

Facing such flames, the reason in Song Qingci's heart told her that she must avoid it!

If you are burned by this high temperature, you will definitely be burned to death!

However, despite what her reason said, it was rare that this time her sensibility kicked away her rationality and occupied all the space in her brain.

Facing this bright red roaring fire tornado, Song Qingci froze on the spot.

Her legs were shaking and she couldn't move.

The memories from childhood suddenly revived. Although they were still chaotic and unclear, they were enough to make people stunned.

Although the temperature of the flame was scalding hot, what was burning on Song Qingci at this moment was not this huge fire dragon.

But it is a picture that is sealed deeper in the memory.

The burning fireman stumbled towards him, hugging himself tightly subconsciously, but as if he realized something, he let go of his hand like lightning.

What she felt at that time is not clear now, but Song Qingci vaguely felt the pain of being burned by some strange flame. This pain made her roll on the ground in pain, beating her chest and feet, and dying.

However, in addition to the pain, Song Qingci seemed to have a vague feeling that there was something in the flames that made him extremely sad and nostalgic.

This thing appeared together with the flame, which was transmitted to him during the hug, but then quickly dissipated, like melting snow.

what is that?

Song Qingci stood there blankly, not knowing what was going on.

Feeling this blazing fire, she had a feeling similar to "fear" towards something for the first time since she was a child.

However, in this fear, there seems to be something brewing that is difficult for her to let go of.

She felt a little scared.

This thing is like Pandora's ink cartridge. Even though you know you can't open it, you just can't help it.

With such a confused state of mind, Song Qingci stood there, letting the flames devour her clothes and hair.

Sparks had already stained the ends of her hair, running up her black hair. The scarlet light burned the dark hair, turning it into charcoal and gently falling to the ground.

In her absence, the flame was only a few centimeters away from her.

At this moment, the rational radar burst out with the ultimate scream!

Wake up quickly, if this stalemate continues, you will be burned alive!

You must run, if you don't run, you will turn into coke!

It turns into... the same coke as %r￥*!

There seems to be some clear glimmer shining in the depths of reason.

However, even so, Song Qingci still did not respond.

It was as if she had turned off her rational radar with her own hands, no longer looking at problems calmly and calmly, but instead leaving everything to her emotions.

But even so, this does not mean that she has lost her judgment of her surroundings.

At this moment, Song Qingci realized very clearly that he was in great danger.

More dangerous than ever...!

Yet she still did nothing.

At the moment she was about to be completely swallowed up by the flames.

Something broke through the flames, emerged from the whirlpool and tornado, and landed in front of Song Qingci.

Bering's fingers gently touched her forehead.

That finger was cold and calm, like an ice cube in the raging flames, which directly brought Song Qingci's reason back to him, like ice water pouring over his head.

The fire tornado that was still raging one second seemed to be collected by some unspeakable force the next second, and returned to the dark ring again.

Only the faint red light flashing on the replacement indicates what happened before.

Pointing his finger at the girl's forehead, Bering said with a smile: "So, fear is not useless."

"At least, you should be able to clearly realize that part of the answer to what you are looking for is hidden in the deepest part of your fear."

After saying this, Bering took back his hand.

That's enough.

As said before, Bering would only give her one choice.

According to the records in the diary, part of the secrets about Song Qingci's mother are hidden in the "flame".

This flame seems to be related to the red lotus.

In other words, Song Qingci's mother may have something to do with the "Nine Heads Cult" in the past...

However, this is all Bering knew.

No matter how much, he doesn't know much about it.

Regarding the Nine-Headed Divine Cult, there will not be much decryption even in the future. Therefore, there is no record at all in the diary about what happened to Song Qingci's mother.

But Bering did know something about her father...

'If she accepts this choice, then I can't give her anything.'

This may be enough for her for the time being.

As for what happens next?

Then wait until your prophecy ability is fully developed and you can truly observe the world like a library, then you can decipher it.

Therefore, this is actually a blank check for Song Qingci - a blank check that may be the only one that can allow her to learn information about her father and mother.

It's up to her whether she accepts it or not.

Bering chuckled lightly when he thought of this.

He turned around and picked up his handbag.

Behind him, Song Qingci fell slumped to the ground, completely at a loss.

She looked at her palms, her mind as chaotic as boiling water in a pot.

Just when she was extremely confused.

"Ah, by the way," Bering turned to look at her, "Remember to inform your classmates later."

"Unfortunately, no one passed this assessment." He said and shrugged, "I will notify you of the next class in the near future. If there are still people who are willing to participate, it will be in this classroom."

"I look forward to your choice."

After saying meaningful words.

Bering stepped on his boots and left the classroom unhurriedly.

Only the sleeping students and the dazed girl were left on the ground.

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Chapter completed!