Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 51 Fighting Back Against the Monster Fox King 28
Di Xiuche seemed to be able to see the situation inside the alchemy furnace, and stretched out his hand to release the flame, and said leisurely: "If you don't want to be roasted into slag, you'd better think about my words obediently."

As soon as the words fell, the flames under the cauldron intensified, faintly covering the entire alchemy furnace.

Lan Ling clearly felt the heat around her become stronger and stronger, hitting her skin, and her bare neck and hands were hot red.

However, she calmed down at this moment, found a place with relatively less smoke, frowned, and thought about what Di Xiuche said.

"You have wood-type spiritual roots in your body, don't you know how to absorb the profound energy of the surrounding herbs?"

absorb……

Lan Ling's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands excitedly: "Yes, I have wood spirit roots. Although I can't activate them, I can absorb plant profound energy!"

Clenching his fists, resisting the erosion of the heat outside, he slowly mobilized the strength of wood in his body.

The surrounding airflow slowly changed, at first it flowed slightly towards Lan Ling, but after half an hour, a small vortex actually formed, and the medicinal fragrance and profound energy from various places scrambled towards Lan Ling.

She stood in the alchemy furnace with her arms open, almost instinctively, she let go of all five senses, feeling a steady stream of power to repair her dantian.

Her reddened skin gradually returned to normal color.

The surrounding air flow slowly disappeared, and Lan Ling opened her phoenix eyes suddenly. At that moment, the autumn light flowed, and there were thousands of styles, but there was a little glimmer of surprise.

There was no thick smoke around, and the temperature dropped slightly.

Lan Ling looked at her body, it was sticky, wondering if it was her own sweat.

Di Xiuche felt something strange in the cauldron. Inside, he put invaluable medicinal materials, most of which were high-level repairing pills and marrow-washing pills, which were hard to come by.

He saw Lan Ling wandering around in the cauldron with a dirty appearance, he curled his lips into a smile, but a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Huh—" In just an instant, the furnace was engulfed by the powerful fire, and the surrounding flames were several times stronger than before.

The shoes on Lan Ling's feet were annihilated in the blink of an eye.

"I'll go to your big watermelon! Why is it so hot?" Lan Ling didn't dare to step on the iron surface with her feet, and she jumped on it with her toes on the ground, scolding a black-bellied fox king outside: " Di Xiuche, you are going to murder relatives and disciples, you wait for my old lady, I will let you know why the flowers are so red!"

Di Xiuche remained calm, and added a little more firepower.

Ga?
Lan Ling stared dumbfounded at the clothes on her body turning into flying dust and drifting away with the wind...

float away...

go……

The skin was completely exposed to the air, and it turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Faintly, Lan Ling seemed to smell the aroma of barbecue.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his body seemed to be washed with water, but it evaporated as soon as the sweat came out.

The wonderful carcass is like a bright red apple, but Lan Ling is not in the mood to appreciate it.

If this continues, he will be roasted to ashes like his clothes and shoes.

This time it was more than several times more dangerous than last time, Lan Ling wiped off her sweat and tried to calm down.

She thought about it, she still has the Ice Spiritual Root, Ice can overcome fire, although it is not easy for both sides to suppress it, but looking at it now, it is the last method.

Calm, calm, calm.

Lan Ling kept brainwashing herself, and she stepped on the stove with her feet firmly on the stove, and she ignored all the heat.

His expression twisted in pain, and he concentrated all his mental power on his dantian, trying to push out the cold root.

Slowly, but between breaths, Lan Ling felt as if half a century had passed.

A wisp of white air came out slowly, just about to go on a vigorous trip, feeling the heat outside, "Whoosh!" and shrank back.

Lan Ling: "..."

(End of this chapter)