"Jump into the water quickly!" Jasmine, who was golden all over, gave an urgent command.
Qin Yin quickly understood what Jasmine meant.
"Jasmine asked us to hide in the water!" Qin Yin said, rushing towards the water, "This fire is going to burn us!"
"Is this water now boiling water?" Luo Jiutian stood by the water and hesitated.
"The water hasn't become hot," the Taoist priest put his hand into the water and said tentatively, "Quick, do as Jasmine says."
Soon, the flames turned all the living corpses into black ash floating on the water. After the living corpses disappeared, the flames indeed rushed toward them.
A few people didn't have time to say anything to Jasmine, who was standing upright in the fire, and jumped into the water one after another.
They covered their mouths and noses and huddled under the water, raised their heads, and the flames licked the surface of the water. The orange-red and blue-black coverings overlapped, but did not cross.
It's like a picture of despair.
Everyone didn't know what Jasmine was doing on the shore. After a while, the fire on the water gradually became thinner. After a few dozen seconds, when Qin Yin could hardly hold on anymore, the orange-red color had basically disappeared.
Qin Yin clutched the sleeve of the Taoist priest tightly, and his eyes almost turned red.
At this time, Jasmine's face appeared on the water.
She opened her mouth and said something.
Jasmine's bright voice swayed into their ears through the shallow water.
"Come out!" Jasmine smiled and waved at them, "It's all solved."
Qin Yin pressed the Taoist Master's arm hard and used the reaction force to get out of the water directly.
The Taoist priest was pressed hard and almost drowned. When he finally struggled out of the water, he coughed a few times, but reluctantly chose to forgive.
After all, this was not the first time that he was almost accidentally killed by Qin Yin. Fortunately, there was nothing he could not forgive.
"Jasmine! It's really you! Jasmine!" Qin Yin screamed and fluttered in the water, throwing herself into Jasmine's embrace. "Jasmine! You were golden just now! Why have you faded now?"
Jasmine almost laughed. She patted Qin Yin's back and said softly, "That's my armor, now I take it off."
"Jasmine, why are you here?" Yi Yao looked at Jasmine in surprise and asked.
Jasmine was also startled when she heard Yi Yao's voice, "Uncle Yi, you are here too."
"Moli, are you okay?" Luo Jiutian leaned over wetly and looked at Jasmine with concern.
The smile on Jasmine's face stiffened for a moment, but then she smiled again. She nodded with a smile and said in a calm voice, "I'm fine."
Qin Yin and the Taoist priest looked at each other and fell silent knowingly.
"Don't you know Jiutian yet? Jasmine has achieved a breakthrough a few days ago, and now she is extremely strong." Only Yi Yao was still happily standing between the two of them, completely unaware of how strange the atmosphere between the two was.
, "As expected of the head of the Nine Detectives, Jasmine is now..."
Luo Jiutian didn't listen to Yi Yao's words at all. He looked steadily into Jasmine's eyes.
He always felt that these eyes still had color, but those fixed pupils always gave him a negative answer.
After a while, Jasmine asked awkwardly, "Why are you staring at me?"
Luo Jiutian was startled and asked hurriedly, "Moli, did you see it?"
"I...I can't see it anymore," Jasmine's smile was a little bitter, "but I can hear it."
"Heard?"
"Look, you don't know this," Yi Yao stepped in between the two of them again, "After Jasmine lost her sight, her other five senses developed abnormally. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise..."
Of course Luo Jiutian knew this. He tried his best to look at Jasmine through Yi Yao. Jasmine lowered her head, then raised her head after a while and turned around to look for her.
Jasmine and the flames came so suddenly that when everyone entered the water, they completely forgot about the little girl who was still sleeping.
"Oops!" Qin Yin jumped up from the ground as if his tail was lit, "Where is Xiaolan?!"
The Taoist priest felt that his scalp was numb.
The crowd suddenly became confused.
There is no shadow of Xiaolan on the land where they live.
Qin Yin looked down at the black ash covering the ground, and his hands and feet couldn't stop shaking.
Could it be... Xiaolan has turned into a part of this black gray...
No... Absolutely not...
"Look!" Li Muyuan suddenly shouted.
Everyone looked at him and saw him raising his right hand high and pointing his index finger to the sky.
look……
Everyone followed the direction of Li Muyuan's finger and looked over.
A small black dot is floating in the dark mid-air, wandering freely.
***
"How long do we have to wait?"
After the fool said these words, he heard countless echoes of himself.
silence.
It seemed that they were no longer in the quiet backyard of the bridge.
They arrived in another world.
The fool tentatively touched both sides, and he felt Baomu and Wenling's hands responding to him.
Fortunately they didn't separate.
A few minutes ago, they entered the giant cauldron behind the bridge, and closed their eyes amidst the warning sounds that gradually became distant from the bridge.
Until now, the three of them have not dared to open their eyes.
"You said..." Baomu's voice sounded from the left side of the fool, "Are we here?"
Wen Ling on the right side of the fool moved a little, and after a while, her clear voice sounded, "We're here!"
The two men opened their eyes at the same time.
A burst of moist gas like mist hit their faces, lifting the fool's bangs.
The three of them looked at the scene around them with slight shock.
The three of them sat in a circle, with three dead tree trunks leaning against their backs. The world was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see things in the distance.
Baomu's mouth was half-opened, and his eyes finally fell on Wenling's face.
"Wow, Wenling, your eyes are shining," Baomu exclaimed innocently, "So beautiful...are you using some ability again?"
However, the confusion on Wen Ling's face was no less than his.
Wen Ling tilted his head and shook his head slowly twice.
"No."
"That's really weird," the fool helped Wen Ling, "it seems like this is where the bridge didn't send us."
"But there is no one here at all," Baomu said, "Are the Taoist priests and the others here?"
"I don't know..." the fool said, "There is no other way, let's move forward first."
The three of them stood up, randomly chose a direction, and started moving forward.
The surprise soon appeared.
Not long after, a vague figure slowly emerged from the fog ahead.