Yue gently curled her lips. How stupid would this man who has always been very low-key?

"Can the puppet masters who are above the top of the Dark Continent be willing to be followers. Miss Qing is not curious about his identity?" A smile flashed across Jimo's eyes.

Yue glanced at him gently and found that Jimo did not ignore Di Fenghua, but because he knew the truth about Di Fenghua, he would ignore it.

"Can I know if I'm curious? If that's the case, I'm still more curious about your identity."

The fire fell into her dark eyes, casting a hazy red light on her, completely covering her true emotions.

"Miss Qing, I told you very early that no matter what my identity is, I will not hurt you!" Jimo said, taking the lead in taking the step.

Yue Qingqing followed indifferently, and Di Fenghua, who had been standing aside without making any noise, followed Yue Qingqing.

The moon walked gently and slowly on the road. Under the feet was a dazzling road of flames. The firelight shone through the misty mist, hazy and not dazzling, making people feel particularly warm.

Neat trees stand on both sides of the road, with flames hanging on them.

A gust of wind blew out of thin air, and the flames fell like withered leaves.

Jimo took steps, his body flexibly shuttled between the falling flames.

These flames must be inseparable.

Yue Qingqing also began to dodge, her body movements were erratic, and she dodged in the blink of an eye.

She subconsciously looked behind her, but found that there were only waves of afterimages left behind her, and Di Fenghua's identity was only faster and slower than hers.

No cluster of the flames fell on them, all of them fell to the ground, and soon penetrated in and disappeared.

With the integration of these flames, the color of the flame under the feet is gradually changing, gradually becoming darker, as bright as blood.

At this moment, a shrill scream came from the front.

Yue gently turned her gaze and saw a person wrapped in slugs. Her originally full body was gradually flattening, as if the slugs had sucked away all the flesh and blood of her body.

Amid the shrill screams, a skeleton covered in human skin was left in the blink of an eye.

There was a "bang".

With the explosion of one of the slugs, the human skin and skeleton were blown to pieces in the blink of an eye, leaving only a pair of eyeballs rolling on the road.

It happened that at this moment, a flame floated on the eyes.

It was like a magic trick, and the flame turned into a slug.

"Bang"

Another explosion, and the only intact eyeball was blown to pieces in front of everyone.

Yue Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and it turned out that the crisis on this road was here.

If Jimo had not led her in front, she would have known it only after being stained with flames.

Who would have expected these flames to turn into slugs?

Who would have expected the slug to explode suddenly?

Soon, Yue Qingqing heard a few more screams. How many of the ancient tribes who entered the "Blood Moon Secret Realm" this time were left besides the people who were taken to Qingchenju by her?

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. Miss Qing, be careful!"

As soon as Jimo finished speaking, his figure, which could have been clearly visible, became blurred instantly, and only waves of afterimages were seen.

"Soul"
Chapter completed!