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"Ah Feng! Calm down! " Xiao Wu shouted anxiously. The soft and waxy voice is broken at the moment.

A Feng Hong stared and shouted, "how can you calm me down?! Let go of me! "

"That's Qilin's real fire! If you break in like this, even eight tails can't save you! " Xiaowu also felt some pain in his heart. Looking at Qingwu, regardless of rushing past, the shock has not disappeared, followed by panic and pain.

For so long, she has long regarded Qingwu as a friend.

"So what? Who can save Qingwu? Save her... "Ah Feng was stunned, then suddenly lost his strength and couldn't stand. For a moment, his face was only decadent and desperate. The narrow Fox's eyes were red with extreme sadness.

Everyone present was shocked. Only Wen Yue finally gave ah Feng a look and said in a low voice, "she'll be fine."

Ah Feng was too angry with him, but looked at the real fire that was still surging in front of him.

Not only was Qingwu swallowed up by the true fire of the head of the Qilin clan, but even the other two clansmen and Jianjian didn't escape, but different from the people outside, there was no accident for the time being.

The two Qilin clansmen probably saw Jianjian's friend's face. At the moment when they were swallowed by the real fire, they still blocked Jianjian. Qilin really can't hurt them, so they don't have to worry about themselves. They can protect Jianjian for a while.

They also don't understand why the patriarch suddenly changed his face. Although the patriarch's ordinary expression and speech are indeed a little fierce, they won't suddenly change their face, even the real fire that hasn't been used for a long time.

Qingwu nearly fainted from pain as soon as he was involved in the real fire.

In the past, she heard that people who touch Kirin's true fire actually don't feel pain, because they have been destroyed at the moment of touching, but now she feels the pain of tearing her heart and lungs in her internal organs.

Hot and painful, deep in the soul can't escape.

"Ah!" Qingwu screamed in pain. Her voice was hoarse. She stared at the head of the Qilin clan in front of her. The murderous anger in her heart seemed to be burned up by the real fire, except for pain.

Where zhenhuo passed, her skin was flying ash inch by inch. Soon, only a little light was left, looming and floating there.

The head of the Qilin clan snorted coldly and was about to put away the real fire. At the next moment, his pupils narrowed severely.

Seeing that the light became more and more prosperous, and then after a huge animal roar, a Kirin larger than the virtual shadow behind him appeared where Qingwu was standing.

The Kirin's body was leaping with red flames, but there was a bit of gold between the red flames, which was extremely dazzling.

Different from the virtual shadow of the head of the Qilin family, the Qilin was dignified and had to press him for a bit. The animal pupil didn't have the slightest emotion. He looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a dead object.

"Who are you...?" The head of the Qilin clan seems to think of something. His voice is difficult to speak. His eyes are staring at Qilin. His hands are clenched and his veins burst.

Qilin's eyes seemed to have a touch of emotion. After a while, he heard a clear voice in his mouth: "you haven't thought of it."

It's clearly Qingwu's voice! But there was a little more indifference in Qingyue, as if there was no superfluous emotion.

The head of the Qilin clan looked at it in a daze. After a long time, he sighed and looked complicated, "you've come back after all."