Chapter 19: Violent Means

  "Your name."

  "Stop water."

  Bright mirror still water, Beigong looked at him with a mixture of pity and sorrow, shaking her head helplessly. That Yueyi guy, naming him was as perfunctory as ever, really pitiful for this innocent Still Water to follow such an irresponsible master.

  "Help me with something."

  "Please instruct, sir." Not daring to slack off in the slightest, he propped up his nearly collapsing body. He couldn't disobey his master's orders, so he pretended to be Cold Light Dust and appeared.

  However, he did not want his master to be blamed by Beigong Rouying for this, and urgently needed an opportunity to redeem himself.

  A huge sound in the forest was like a bright lamp, letting Yin Shengzhi see hope.

  The only one who can trigger such a big explosion, apart from Cold Light Dust's violent temper, is not the second choice. Yoon Sung-ji carries Anno Un in his sleep, and Blue Jeong supports the weak Ahn Soo-ah, as the four head towards where the explosion occurred.

  Smoke and dust dispersed, cold and light dust harmlessly walked out of the illusion, glanced at the towering trees burning fiercely behind, smiled.

  It's indeed a place fraught with crises, even an inconspicuous big tree has such a trap.

  The trees were burned to ashes, the surroundings were not affected at all, and in less than a minute, even the traces that had existed before could not be seen. The destruction caused by the explosion also self-repaired.

  The forest seems to have its own consciousness, protecting itself.

  It seems that without resorting to violence, the mastermind behind the scenes will not show up.

  "Red Lotus." A clear and cold voice with a summoning power, a dark-skinned youth appeared beside him, with wine-red disheveled hair, golden shining eyes, all-black attire, and a large unsheathed knife on his back that shone brightly under the sunlight.

  "Set fire to this place." Looking at the endless forest, Ling Xian ordered calmly.

  With a habitual evil smile at the corners of her mouth, Hong Lian summoned a ball of fierce flames in each hand and said with barely concealed excitement: "Yes, my master."

  One after another, waves of flames kept hitting the big tree, the bushes, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

  A great fire raged, and the wailing voices of the monsters dwelling in the forest rose and fell. Many enraged monsters bared their sharp claws and fangs, pouncing on the red lotus in the air.

  But before it even touched his skin, a fierce flame erupted on his body, and in just one breath, not a single trace was left.