Wooden Dungeon and Sharingan, you want me to be your assistant?

The vigorous trees bloomed in a different kind of scenery in the magma world, and the churning and raging magma did not engulf the spreading trees.

Trees full of life, dense canopy, almost the entire magma world.

Only the small world in the middle stands the small furnace tree, surrounded by trees.

"It's done."

Jiang Ping clapped his palm, indicating ease.

Thanks to the lack of combat effectiveness of these fire pythons, even if they were fifth-order high-level, to deal with, Jiang Ping felt that it was not as difficult to deal with as the fifth-order demon kings of the Great Beast Tide.

"Come here, no one can stop us now, the Tree of the Forge is ahead."

"Good."

Yan Yue walked up the winding tree, walked to Jiang Ping step by step, and then the two walked step by step to the world where the Tree of the Forge was located.

Despite the melee just now, the Tree of the Forge remained unaffected.

This tree, which is no more than one meter tall, is dead gray all over and does not look the slightest bit alive.

The same is true of those branches that have grown, obviously they are about to die, and they look like they are going to fall at any time, but they are always hanging on them, stubbornly concerned.

When he came to this small world, Jiang Ping felt the breath on the furnace tree more clearly.

Chaos, fog, darkness, sacredness, blazing... A variety of complex atmospheres are mixed together, full of mysterious atmosphere.

Like the depth of darkness, it is impossible to see what it is.

Jiang Ping thought that his pupil technique was already very strong now, and he could see through all darkness and chaos.

But when he saw the Tree of the Furnace, even the Eternal Kaleidoscope Writing Wheel Eye could not peek into its mysteries.

"Is this the Tree of the Furnace?" he couldn't help but sigh.

Yan Yue looked at the Forge Tree in front of him, and a faint holy light flashed in the depths of his eyes: "Legend has it that the Forge Tree existed before the birth of this world, and it broke through chaos, brought fire power to this world, and ignited darkness.

"It can absorb the power of all flames, and then melt the corresponding fire, turning into flames that illuminate the world."

"You just said that if you want to get the fire that can ignite the king fire, you need the power of the divine fire to irrigate, that is, the power of the holy lineage?" Jiang Ping looked at her.

Yan Yue nodded: "Yes, the power of the holy line comes from the king fire, and it belongs to the same origin as the king fire." Therefore, only by watering the tree of the furnace with the holy system can the fire of the king fire be produced.

"Then start quickly, get the tinder early, and go back early to light the Divine King Fire." Jiang Ping couldn't wait.

The process of finding tinder went more smoothly than he had imagined.

The only threat is disengagement.

That guy actually occupied Wei Lin's body!

After finishing what is in front of him, he must go and slaughter that guy and avenge Wei Lin!

Yan Yue got up, took two steps forward, stopped again, looked back at Jiang Ping, smiled shallowly, stretched out his jade hand to Jiang Ping, and said with a smile:

"Lend me a little of your power, I'm just a holy lineage, no fire system, can't ignite the furnace tree."

"Oh, how did I give it to you?"

Jiang Ping smiled and still put his palm on Yan Yue's palm.

Her hands were soft.

Jiang Ping has touched it many times, the delicate touch, every time he can't put it down, and his heart ripples.

Feeling her palm acting strangely, Yan Yue's cheeks couldn't help but blush, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Why not, it's still messing around at this time."

But she herself was reluctant to take back her palm.

"Ahem, it's Xiao Yue, your hand is too soft, and there is a little gaffe for a while." Jiang Ping smiled awkwardly and wanted to take his hand back.

Yan Yue continued to hold his hand, preventing him from leaving, and said, "I haven't got your strength from you yet, why let go so quickly." "

Uh oh."

She glanced at Jiang Ping, and her other hand also held it, and the two of them tightly interlocked their ten fingers.

Yan Yue took two steps forward and came to Jiang Ping, close and close.

Jiang Ping could even smell the familiar, faint floral fragrance on her body.

Just like once they walked side by side on the path under the night sky, the breeze gently blew and carried the fragrance of flowers on her body.

"Jiang Ping..."

the girl called softly, suddenly tiptoeing slightly, and a slightly cool lip flap was printed on Jiang Ping's lips.

Jiang Ping opened his eyes in some surprise and looked at his cheeks that were close at hand.

But he did not think or wonder, but silently enjoyed the moment.

Feel the softness of the girl, feel her breath, feel everything about her.

It was as if everything in the outside world at this moment had nothing to do with them, and each other's world was only each other.

Maybe it's only a minute, or maybe it's a lifetime.

The two finally separated.

"Phew, whew..." Yan

Yue gasped slightly, her pretty face was flushed, like ripe tomatoes in the field, very beautiful and alluring.

Her gaze was full of tenderness, gentle as water, and her eager gaze almost melted Jiang Ping.

"Xiao Yue, you..." "

Jiang Ping."

The girl interrupted him.

"Huh?" Jiang Ping listened to everything about her with tenderness.

"I'm sorry..."

Yan Yue whispered softly, and his hands began to slowly let go of Jiang Ping.

"What..."

Jiang Ping's question had not yet been asked, and at the moment when Yan Yue's palm completely released his hand.

His heart beat hard.

Then, Jiang Ping felt that the strength of his whole body was withdrawn, and his body immediately knelt on the ground.

"Xiao Yue..."

He tried to speak, but only two words were spoken, and almost all his strength was spent, and he could not say a word again.

Yan Yue looked at him quietly and kept watching.

Then, slowly walked to the Tree of the Forge, and placed his palm in front of the dry branch.

"Whew..." Golden

flames lit up from her, sacred and warm.

The divine fire began to burn the Furnace Tree, and the dead branches began to glow with golden luster.

Yan Yue looked back at Jiang Ping, the divine flame was warm and fiery

, "No matter how the world collapses and chaos, no matter how dark and lightless this world is, I always love it."

"I love everyone I meet, and I'm willing to give everything to keep it going."

Jiang Ping watched the divine fire burn on her.

He desperately wanted to raise his hand to grab her, desperately wanted to speak.

But everything was in vain, he could not do anything, and even the vision in front of him began to blur.

"Jiang Ping, thank you for bringing me here, this is my mission."

"No matter what this world becomes, I hope that you can become a divine king and protect this world we love."

The divine fire completely devoured her, turning into a rushing fruit, burning the entire furnace tree.

Jiang Ping's consciousness also fell into complete darkness as the Tree of the Furnace burned.

"Goodbye..."