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Mu Ran was still lamenting his useless body, but suddenly felt a scorching heat swaying by his side.
The burning person felt that something extremely hot was floating around his body in circles.
Mu Ran, whose body seemed to be a porcelain doll that would shatter when touched, immediately felt uncomfortable.
He covered his lips and coughed, his face was pale, and his voice was weak: "Who is here?"
No one responded, only a hotter temperature.
Mo Chen frowned slightly.
There is a cluster of flames floating around the weak and sick young man.
As if observing, turning around around him, and as if playing tricks, from time to time, he would bring the flame closer to the young man.
Wait until the youth is about to be unbearable, and then suddenly withdraw.
"Ahem¡ª¡ª" Mu Ran coughed more violently.
With one thought, Mo Chen appeared beside Mu Ran.
"Hey!" Some sharp voices sounded, and the flames seemed to have seen something terrible, and they were about to flee.
Mo Chen gently raised his hand, and grasped the flame in his big hand with well-defined joints.
The flames jumped unwillingly, and a huge flame erupted, trying to escape from Mo Chen's hands.
Mo Chen looked at it with no emotion in his eyes, rubbed his fingers lightly, and the flame suddenly made a desolate "beep" sound, and the flame subsided.
Revealed the inside appearance.
It was a little boy whose hair was burning with flames, and the little boy was trembling in the palm of Mo Chen.
A pair of red eyes looked at him very pitifully.
It's a pity that Mo Chen didn't have the slightest emotion in his eyes.
?Looks like the fire spirit of a seven or eight-year-old boy, with long red hair hanging around his waist, and the flames are burning in his hair, looking like a lion with its hair blown,
The body is covered with fiery red delicate robes, and there are no shoes on the feet.
The slanted eyebrows give people a sense of calmness and prestige.
Bisheng, those bright red eyes are moist, giving people a vicious feeling.
"Fire Spirit" Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.
In this world, everyone cultivates spiritual power, and every spiritual power has an original spirit.
The original spirit is equivalent to the existence of spiritual power gods.
However, there is not only one original spirit of each spiritual power, there are also other gods.
And the original spirit held by Mo Chen is a high-level god.
But, in Mo Chen's eyes, that's not enough.
Mo Chen's eyes flashed fiercely.
In my mind, the appearance of Huo Ling playing tricks on the porcelain white youth is vivid in my memory.
With a move of his finger, he was about to kill the spirit of fire.
Mu Ran, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, sensed his existence, and whispered with some doubts: "Is it the one in the space?"
Subconsciously, Mo Chen didn't want Mu Ran to know what he was doing.
He stopped strangling Huo Ling, turned his head, and looked at the pale man: "Mo Chen, my name."
Mu Ran smiled softly: "Mo Chen."
The ordinary name, pronounced by the young man, seems to be sweetened with honey, soft and sweet.
For the first time, Mo Chen felt that his name sounded so nice: "Yeah."
A somewhat hoarse voice responded softly.
Mu Ran: "My name is Mu Ran."
After being told the name, Mo Chen's heart was completely confused.
"Mu Ran." Mo Chen read, and the next moment, he changed to a more intimate name, "Of course."
The affectionate name seems to have narrowed the distance between him and the youth.
Mo Chen liked it very much and yelled again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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