Yan Chi snorted coldly with some anger, and then a red light penetrated into Qin Rong's body.

Qin Rong suddenly let out a painful roar.

But this roar seems not only torture on the body, but also to release on the soul.

Liu Zhengyang clenched his fists. Facing such a scumbag, he wanted to rush over and punch him! But he also understood that what he had experienced was just a illusion.

Not in the real situation.

But he was still full of anger.

It's not worth it. It's because he saw Qin Rong's entire imprisonment that he felt that Qin Rong was not worth it.

Yan Chi is gone.

When he turned around, Liu Zhengyang saw the pain in his eyes.

But soon the pain was hidden, and then he walked out with his chest raised and his head raised.

Yan Chi left, and the place fell into silence again, but what Liu Zhengyang saw was Qin Rong's sad expression.

Qin Rong's hair was scattered, and she fell to the ground, looking dull.

Time passed, and I don’t know how long it took, Qin Rong took action and looked at the flame burning on her palm in a bit incredible way.

"Yan...Yan Qi is dead!"

Qin Rong seemed to finally realize what the flame on her palm represented, and then she began to struggle desperately.

Yan Qi Jue is the Yan clan-control technique! The flame that Yan Chi gave her is the natal fire he practiced!

Once handed over, Yan Chi's strength will decline sharply!

Under such circumstances, it is self-evident what Yan Chi will face.

Qin Rong tried her best to break free from the shackles. She didn't want to ask for something given to her by her enemy! She didn't want it!

But everything is in vain.

The cave was completely silent. With the hardships of time, Qin Rong finally learned the unique skills of the two major tribes.

Maybe no one would have guessed that the water race and the flame race were fighting against the risk of extermination, and the technique of blending water and fire that countless ambitionists kept pursuing actually appeared in Qin Rong’s hands!

But at this time, anyone will come here.

Qin Rong's magical skills were achieved, coupled with the flame of the natal fire of the Yan clan, so her strength was enough to support her to open the iron chains that tied her up for countless years.

But she didn't do that.

When the magical power was completed, she tried hard to raise her head and looked at the starry-lit iron.

The current meteorite is no longer enough to threaten her, but instead gives her an extremely comfortable feeling in this environment.

But she had no idea of ​​leaving.

If the belief in revenge was supporting her at the beginning, when Yan Chi handed over the fire of her natal life to her, Qin Rong no longer knew what she should do!

"Young man, do you think he loved me or didn't love me?"

Qin Rong's quiet voice sounded, and Liu Zhengyang felt a pair of eyes staring at him.

Looking up, Qin Rong was staring at herself.

Liu Zhengyang sighed lightly, then shook his head: "I don't know!"

"have no idea?"

Qin Rong was stunned for a moment, and then her voice suddenly became ruthless: "Why don't you know? Since you don't know, then let's sink forever in my consciousness world!"

Looking at Qin Rong who was roaring like crazy, Liu Zhengyang's expression did not change at all.

"If you love or not, you already have the answer in your heart! If you really don't love, why not go out?"
Chapter completed!