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    "It really worked!" Ivan opened his eyes and saw the thin layer of flames wrapped on his right hand. He stretched his right hand out in front of his eyes in surprise and looked at it over and over.  Although the right hand is now covered with a layer of flames, it feels like wearing a glove. The five fingers can be grasped easily without any feeling of heat.  But Ivan frowned again immediately. He found that although he successfully emitted a flame this time, the color of the flame was dark red, which could be said to be of the same grade as the firewood in the brazier.  This level of flame is not enough to harm a highly resistant magic, and even an ordinary first-level warrior can withstand it for a while.  "What's going on? Could it be that my method is wrong, or is there something I didn't notice?" Ivan looked at the flames tightly wrapped on the surface of his palm, which were less than one centimeter thick. The dark red flames glowed faintly.  The light shone on his face, reflecting his uncertain expression.  Looking at the dark red flame, Ivan suddenly remembered something. The golden flame did not seem to appear directly. The first thing that appeared on his hand was also a dark red flame, but the flame quickly  The color changed, transforming layer by layer in less than a second, and finally turned into gold. The transformation time was so short that Alvin even forgot that the color of this flame was golden at the beginning.  .  The beginning is the same, which shows that although the method adopted by Ivan is a bit bloody, the path is not wrong.  Relaxed, Ivan thought about it again. If there was nothing wrong with doing this, then why did the flames that appeared this time not turn into gold? The previous time, it seemed that in addition to bleeding more than now, the wounds were bigger and more serious.  It's no different except for being miserable. Could it be that if you want to emit that kind of golden flame, you have to be more cruel to yourself?  Ai Wen has successfully emitted flames at this time. Although it is only the lowest level of dark red flames, he feels a lot more relaxed and his mental state has naturally returned to normal. At this time, he is asked to do such crazy things as self-mutilation.  Naturally, I was a little hesitant about the matter, but I was really a little excited!  While thinking, the scar on the palm of Ivan's right hand healed automatically, and the flames covering the entire palm also disappeared. Ivan was already used to the fact that his right hand's ability to heal injuries far exceeded that of other parts of the body, and he stood up.  , just as he was about to walk around the room to relax and think about it carefully, he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went dark.  "No, it's too much blood loss" Aiwen's body swayed, his hands held the table in time, and he stood still for a while before his vision returned to normal.  Aiwen was seriously injured. He only used the energy accumulated in his body to forcibly relieve the injury and breathed a sigh of relief. However, the blood lost in the body would not be replenished so quickly. He needed a good rest at this time, but he stayed up all night baking  Not to mention the insect eggs, he also bled himself again because of a crazy idea. Now he is feeling dizzy, but it is completely normal.  Ai Wen stood for a while and figured out the truth. He had no choice but to eat the food one bite at a time. Jin Yan's secret could only be discussed after his physical condition was better. He added a dozen unburned sticks to the brazier bitterly.  Holding on to the firewood, Ivan slowly walked to the bed and lay down, closing his eyes, holding on to the wall, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.  It seemed that after just sleeping for a while, Alvin heard a gentle knock on the door in a hazy state.  "Come in!" Ivan shouted subconsciously, but the door was locked, so naturally no one could get in, so the knock on the door soon started ringing again.  "Well, wait, we'll be here soon" Ivan finally woke up a little at this time. As soon as he turned over and got off the bed, he immediately noticed that although his body was still a little weak, his mental state was much better. He stretched out  I lazily turned my head and looked at the table. The charcoal poured into the brazier before going to bed was almost burned. Under the layers of gray-white ashes, there was only a little dark red light left.  "I don't know how long I slept for" Ivan muttered and splashed cold water on his face, then hid the whole pot of roasted eggs in the corner, and then walked to open the door.  Standing outside the door was the little devil who led him to see Maize yesterday, and behind him was a cart full of food, of various types and exquisiteness, and hanging on the crook of his hand.  Wearing a brand new set of clothes, judging from the size, they fit Alvin's current body size.  "What are you" Alvin looked a little confused. He couldn't have gone to the wrong door. Peter's room was next door.  "When Master Maize left, he told us to take good care of you. These are the things our hotel has prepared for you. Do you feel satisfied after taking a look?" the little devil said with a hint of envy in his tone.  "Haha, satisfied, of course satisfied Uh, you said my master has gone out, where has he gone? What is it now?"?Time?  "Faced with the sudden gift, Alvin smiled instinctively. He came to this world for more than a year, and he has been living in the open air. He was so poor that Alvin was not interested in the gifts that came to his door.  "How could Master Maize tell us his whereabouts? Although it is almost noon, Master Maize knows that you are seriously injured, so  Before leaving, tell us to tell you, rest assured in the room, don't think too much!  "The little devil seemed to know what Ivan was thinking, and said in an envious tone. "Oh, that's itOkay, you can push all these things in!  "Aiwen looked at the cart full of things and didn't know what to say. He nodded and walked sideways to the corridor, making way for a passage into the room. The little devil pushed the dining car into Aiwen quickly.  In Wen's room, he first neatly stacked the clothes hanging on his arms on the bed, and then expertly placed the food from the dining cart on the table in the center of the room. Ivan was looking at it boredly.  While the other party was working, suddenly the door to Peter's room opened, and Peter walked out in his pajamas, wiping his face with a wet towel. "Good morning, Alvin!  "Through the gap in the towel, Peter saw Alvin standing in the corridor at a glance, and greeted him friendly. "Morning you lazy guy, it's already noon now!  "Although Alvin doesn't get up much earlier than Peter, he is content to consider himself an early riser. "Haha, is that right? Last night I went to bed a little late.  "Peter smiled and walked to Alvin's side. Only then did Alvin see clearly that although Peter's face was normal, there were bloodshot eyes that couldn't be concealed. It seemed that he had gone to bed very late yesterday. Could it be that  Did the beating he suffered yesterday really make him toss and turn and sleepless at night? Oh, what a sin!
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