Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 611
No matter what the tears were, they started arguing with the fox again. Anyway, under Yan Chixia's reminder, they temporarily stopped the speed of the cloud moving towards the plane tree.

"...In other words, even if we stop now, but when is the right time? Who knows?"

Ning Mei sat cross-legged on the clouds, and seriously asked this question.

So everyone was silent at the same time—how much did they pluck the seedlings just now?
But when they were still discussing about when it would be more appropriate to go there, the flames of the sycamore tree rose even higher.

The cloud that was previously frozen with the freezing technique was fumigated by the steaming heat, and the cold and heat alternated. This big cloud couldn't bear it, and began to seep dripping.

"Ah! Let's start!"

Ning Mei bent down and took a look. Although it was only light rain, judging from the situation, it should soon turn big.

Xilei frowned, and waved his hands decisively: "Since it has started to fall, it means that it is God's will, now is the time, don't wait, let's go over! Huahua, hurry up and blow the cloud over."

Huahu hesitated for a moment, and felt that what Xilei said was reasonable, so he blew towards the cloud tail again, and the heavy black cloud immediately swam towards the sycamore tree slowly.

The closer we got to the sycamore tree, the more intense the heat was, and the warm and cold air flow exchanged, so it began to rain heavily.

Strange to say, the poisonous fire erupting from Garuda's body could ignite even the Sea of ​​Snakes, but now the rain falling from this black cloud can easily extinguish it.

Where the rain cloud passed, the fire was extinguished immediately, leaving behind a piece of scorched earth.

Even though the rain cloud has turned the water in the cloud into rain and rained down, it is still quite heavy because there are still a few waterspouts dragging underneath.

Huahu's cheeks hurt from blowing, but the rain cloud drifted more and more slowly. Later, she stopped crying and was anxious, so she kicked Ningmei and Ma Jing to help her. The three of them blew together, and finally blew the rain cloud to the place.

The heavy rain poured down, but the sycamore tree was too big to make sense. The fire here was extinguished, and there were still large areas burning.

And Nagaruluo didn't know where he fell or if he was really burnt out, he couldn't be seen on the huge plane tree, let alone the small body of Su Xingzhi.

(End of this chapter)