Copper chains circled around him to protect him from the wind and fire outside.
In just three seconds, the copper lock cracked.
“Pfft!” Suo Wuchang spit out a mouthful of blood.
Scattered flames drifted in from the gaps in the chains and fell on him.
The clothes were intact, but the skin felt burning pain.
If you don’t use spiritual power to resist it, the burning pain from the stars will spread, and the skin will be burned into charcoal ash wherever it passes.
The spiritual power is quickly depleted, and [Impermanence] will not last long before it is destroyed.
He will not escape death by then.
Suo Wuchang screamed in despair, “I didn’t mean to offend!”
…
Mi Feixue put down her pen, tidied her desk, and then read her diary again.
His eyes paused at the last line.
If you see it in August, will you think the baby is good or bad?
As soon as this thought came to mind, Mi Feixue was no longer calm, fearful and pessimistic thoughts kept popping up.
So gentle August will definitely hate bad people.
The child quickly picked up the brush and dipped it in ink to erase “Burn to Ashes”. Thinking of Jiang Shou’s proud face during the day, he pursed his lips and wrote “Run in Shame”.
Looking again at the diary modified by graffiti, Mi Feixue nodded with satisfaction.
One day she will definitely create a bigger fire than others!
…
The wind nets the fire and suddenly the wind dissipates and the fire stops.
The dying Suo Wuchang saw the way out in disbelief. The hope he had gained cheered him up and he ran and crawled out of the courtyard.
Not a moment.
Mi August’s figure passed by the corridor.
Approaching Mi Feixue’s house, she saw sparks in the courtyard outside from the corner of her eye. When she looked carefully, she saw that it was a half-burnt lantern cover that had fallen to the ground.