After dressing like a waste of wood, I relied on dry food to reach the peak of my life

It's hard to imagine that if there is no fish skin mask for filtering and breathing, no one should be able to breathe normally at such a close distance.

Gong Yumo asked Li Qingmeng to stand where he was, and he stretched out his hand to signal Li Qingmeng to take off the fire avoiding beads around his neck, and hung them around his neck.

Then slowly walk towards the broadsword.

When he reached the edge of the flames, Gong Yumo stretched out his hand tentatively, and the flames separated slightly to the two sides, without burning his hands.

He took another tentative step forward, and the flames parted with a "huh", leaving enough space for one person to stand.

Gong Yumo continued to walk forward, the flames in front of him slowly opened as he advanced, and the flames gathered together again at the place behind him passing by.

In Li Qingmeng's eyes, Gong Yumo had completely walked into the sea of ​​flames and was submerged in the flames. He could only pass through the gaps between the jumping flames, and occasionally saw a small part of Gong Yumo's body.

Her heart clenched tightly, and she couldn't help clenching her hands, tiptoeing into the fire, forgetting that her feet were hot.

Gong Yumo finally got close to the big knife in the fire, and he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the big knife, which was as long as a person.

Before he touched the hilt, there seemed to be an invisible barrier around the sword, which bounced him out, and he almost fell into the fire, but fortunately, the flames always parted in time with his movements.

Gong Yumo stood firm and looked at the sword.

There is the source of this raging flame - a palm-sized kindling.

Because the temperature was too high, the fire had a faint blue color, jumping and fluttering.

Gong Yumo wanted to put it away, but the fish skin suit obviously couldn't withstand its high temperature.

He is too close to the fire now, and he can already feel the smell of burning in the fish skin suit, and the surface of the clothes is slightly burnt yellow. He doesn't know how long he can withstand the high temperature.

Gong Yumo had no choice but to temporarily withdraw from the flames and return to Li Qingmeng's side.

Li Qing dreamed that he came out safely, so he rushed to meet him.

Seeing that the clothes on Gong Yumo's body were slightly yellow, she couldn't help but feel tight: "Are you okay?"

Gong Yumo shook his head: "It's okay, but this clothes may not be able to withstand the temperature of the fire, we need a magic weapon that can withstand high temperature burning, put it away."

Li Qingmeng thought about it, the only thing in him that could possibly have this ability was the pair of chopsticks, after all, it was a legendary divine object.

She took out the chopsticks, but was surprised to find that the pair of chopsticks had turned more than half red, as if it was originally bright red with a trace of white mixed in.

Gong Yumo saw that she was still thinking about taking out her chopsticks at this moment. Although the chopsticks looked strange, but now was not the time to eat.

Li Qingmeng raised his chopsticks and signaled: "I might try it, use these chopsticks to pick up the fire, but if it is really picked up, where should I store it?"

She suddenly remembered the white jade bowl that Gong Yumo was holding when he flew a kite last time. At that time, she thought it matched the chopsticks very well.

She hurriedly reminded Gong Yumo to take out the bowl.

Although Gong Yumo felt that her idea was too whimsical, he still handed her the bowl.

Li Qingmeng was happy to find that this bowl actually had a lid, if it could really withstand the high temperature of the Demon Devouring Flame, then it would be the best storage container.

Demon Devouring Flame is the name Li Qingmeng, who claims to be educated, gave the fire in front of him in this short period of time.