After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

As soon as Qingcheng's voice fell, the 'mechanical sound' sounded again, "Congratulations, you answered correctly."

"What?" Qingcheng suddenly exclaimed. This huge sea of ​​fire! She is not a 'Princess Iron Fan'! When will it be destroyed?

He asked again, "Can you give me some hints?"

After a while, no one responded.

Qingcheng helplessly looked at the 'boundless sea of ​​fire' in front of her with flames flying... I had a headache... "I have to think of a way, or I'll have to die here too!"

At this time, she was sweating profusely and her clothes were soaked.

The more I thought about it, the more strange it became, "How can this fire even be unable to resist the heat?"

Qingcheng suddenly remembered that there was a Yuehua skirt worn at the last palace banquet. Yun Haochen said that it was made of Wannian ice silk, which was just right to cool down the temperature.

When Qingcheng came out of the space, she had already changed into her clothes and trousers. After washing her clothes, she was refreshed. She was wearing a white moonflower skirt, which was cool and comfortable.

Qingcheng nodded and said to himself, "This is indeed a lot more comfortable."

At this moment... the voice suddenly appeared, "You still have a quarter of an hour."

Qingcheng couldn't help but be stunned, "What?" He reacted immediately and cursed in a low voice: "Damn! You didn't talk about time at all!"

This time the other party replied, making her vomit blood, "You didn't ask."

"..." Qingcheng was speechless for a moment.

He gritted his teeth, "You hate it! Don't let me know who arranged it for you!"

At the same moment, somewhere... "Ha... 嘁... HA 嘁!" The old man touched his nose, inexplicably: "What's going on? Is that stinky boy talking ill of Lao Tzu again?"

Time was running out, Qingcheng was only depressed for a few seconds, and began to think about how to put out the fire.

Qingcheng walked directly to the 'sea of ​​fire'. The closer the distance, the higher the temperature. Fortunately, she changed this skirt, except to feel the heat coming from her face, nothing else.

"what?"

As she got closer, she observed it more carefully, and couldn't help but wonder, "Is this fire burning with nothing? How did it burn for so long?"

As far as the line of sight can be seen, there is a sea of ​​fire. There is no burning material at the bottom, and the ground has not turned black, but the temperature in the air is indeed scorching hot.

After observing, I began to think about the reason, and I always felt that the answer was about to pop out.

"This fire is..."

While thinking about it, my hand involuntarily reached into the fire, slowly approaching, and then approaching...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "As expected, you were right! It's really that guy's destiny!"

There was a smile on the corner of Qingcheng's mouth, "Okay, okay, I know you can put it away by yourself, okay! Stop playing."

The voice fell, the 'sea of ​​fire' gradually closed, and finally turned into a small fireball the size of a fist. Qingcheng stretched out his right hand, and it jumped to her palm, rubbing it very intimately.

Qingcheng looked at it, her eyes were a little red, she stretched out her other hand to touch it, and said slowly: "Long time no see... I'm sorry, I kept you waiting..."

The small fireball flew up immediately, and ran to Qingcheng's cheek and rubbed it again, as a response to her.

The corner of Qingcheng's mouth showed a smile, "Okay, I'll take you out! Let's go!"

The small fireball flashed with golden light, from the ordinary firelight color to golden, shrinking and shrinking again, and finally, with a swoosh, it flew into Qingcheng's eyebrows and disappeared.

Qingcheng knew that it was in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

The voice that made her unhappy came again: "Congratulations on passing the customs, you can go out."