I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 88 No Survival (66)

Facing Bai Ling, Song Qingci didn't say anything.

She just stared at Bering in front of her, watching him gently stretch out his hand, and firmly grasp the gray mist in his hand.

Then the next second, the mist began to swirl.

This is a real rotation, the vortex airflow swallows and blows the surrounding air, and accommodates everything into its own space.

Bering's hair and clothes were blown up by the high-speed swirling air.

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

This is a small attempt at the nameless fog, or in other words, the application of physics.

Kind of like Witch's "Spin", but a lot shallower than that.

After all, the Witch's rotation is almost equivalent to a conceptual technique.

Sighing imperceptibly, Bering immersed his consciousness in the ring that symbolized the nameless fog.

A black gleam appeared on the ring.

Then continue.

He poured out a little bit of the "Red Lotus Edition Soul Burning Potion" that he had refined from Ding Yan's body, and threw it into the swirling wind.

As the droplets drop into the mist.

In the next moment, a tornado of flames roared into reality!
The brilliance of the flame is like a rainbow, burning everything around, crushing the oxygen with a 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 overshadowed by it!

Facing such flames, Song Qingci's rationality told her that she must avoid it!

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

However, even though the rationality said so, it was rare that this time her sensibility kicked away her rationality and occupied the entire position of her brain.

Facing the bright red roaring fire tornado, Song Qingci froze in place.

Her legs trembled and she couldn't move.

The memory from childhood suddenly revived. Although it was still unclear, it was enough to make people lose their minds.

Although the temperature of the flame was scorching hot, it was not this huge fire dragon that was burning on Song Qingci's body at this moment.

It is a picture that is stored deeper in the memory.

The burning Pyro man stumbled towards him, subconsciously hugging himself tightly, but as if realizing 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 kind of strange flame. This pain made her roll on the ground in pain, beating her chest and feet, desperately.

However, besides the pain, Song Qingci seemed to vaguely feel that there was something in the flames that made him extremely sad and nostalgic.

This thing appeared with the flames, passed on to itself in the embrace, and then dissipated as quickly as melting snow.

what is that?
Song Qingci stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Feeling the raging fire, for the first time since she was a child, she felt something similar to "fear".

However, amidst this fear, there seemed to be something that was brewing that she couldn't let go of.

She felt a little scared.

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

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

Sparks had already stained the ends of her hair, flowing upwards along the black hair, the scarlet light burned the pitch-black hair, turning it into coke, and gently falling to the ground.

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

At this moment, the rational radar burst into an extreme scream!

Wake up quickly, if this stalemate continues, you will be burned alive!
You have to run, if you don't run, you will turn into coke!
Turned into... the same coke as %r￥*!

There seemed to be some shallow gleams shining in the depths of reason.

Even so, Song Qingci still did not respond.

It was as if she had turned off her rational radar with her own hands, and she no longer looked at the problem calmly and calmly, but left everything to her sensibility.

But even so, it doesn't mean she lost her ability to judge her surroundings.

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

More dangerous than ever...!
Yet she did nothing.

At the moment when she was about to be completely engulfed by flames.

Something broke through the flames, loomed out of the vortex, and landed in front of Song Qingci.

Bering's fingers lightly touched her forehead.

That finger was cold and quiet, like an ice cube in the raging flames, which directly brought back Song Qingci's sanity, like pouring ice water on it.

The fire tornado that was still raging in the last second, seemed to be put away by some indescribable power in the next second, and returned to the dark ring.

Only the flashing red streamer on the replacement indicates what happened before.

Pointing to 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 fear."

After saying this, Bering withdrew his hand.

That's enough.

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

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

This flame seems to be related to Red Lotus.

In other words, Song Qingci's mother may be related to the "Nine Heads of God" in the past...

However, Bering knew this at most.

He doesn't know much about it.

Regarding the Nine-Headed God Sect, even in the future, there is not much deciphering.Therefore, there is no record in the diary of what happened to Song Qingci's mother.

But Bering knew something about her father...

'If she accepts the option, then I can't give her nothing. '

For her, this is enough for now.

As for after?

At that time, I waited until my prophecy ability was perfected, and I was really like a library, when I wanted to observe the world, and then I deciphered it.

Therefore, this is actually a blank check for Song Qingci—a blank check that may be the only one that allows her to know the information about her father and mother.

It's up to her to come or not.

Thinking of this, Bering chuckled.

He turned around and picked up the bag.

Behind him, Song Qingci fell to the ground dejectedly, at a loss as to what to do.

She looked at her palm, and her mind was as chaotic as boiling water in a pot.

Just when she was extremely tangled.

"Ah, by the way." Bering turned his head and glanced at her, "remember to inform your classmates later."

"Unfortunately, no one passed this assessment." He said, shrugging his shoulders, "I will notify you of the next class in a few days. If there are still people who are willing to participate, it will still be in this classroom."

"I look forward to your choice."

After speaking meaningful words.

Bering stepped on his boots and left the classroom unhurriedly.

Only the stunned students and the dazed girl were left behind.

　The results are out, the first order did not reach 500, but 250 is considered a change
　　One update each for tipping and monthly pass, plus two updates per day, so there are six updates in total today!More than 2 words have been updated in two days, I feel that I have worked very hard

　　Next, the first order will not count as a change, but the reward and monthly pass are still counted. After all, I still have manuscripts and I can still fight QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)