Hooves clattered, and bursts of heavy horse hooves shuttled around the cypress tree. A strong man from the ghost tribe in the sky looked around, but no one found the existence of Chen Shaojun and Xiaowo underground. The two did not alarm.

Everyone is still slowly sinking into the ground, following the fiery red roots of the cypress tree, all the way towards the depths of the ground.

"It's so hot."

All the way down, the temperature got higher and higher, and from time to time, a line of fiery red magma would pass through, blocking the way of the two of them.

"Xiaowo, aren't you even afraid of lightning strikes? Why are you afraid of the high temperature of flames?"

Chen Shaojun suddenly said curiously;

"And if I'm not mistaken, the temperature will probably be very high during the thunderstorm, right?"

"I just won't die, I didn't say it won't hurt. Let me ask you, if you are stabbed in the heart, of course you will die, but when your thigh, arm, shoulder is stabbed, you will not die, you will only feel pain, then you are willing to live every day

Pierced in the thigh?"

Xiaowo said angrily.

"..."

Chen Shaojun.
Chapter completed!