A moment later, the entire Qingtian tribe was wrapped in boiling magma, and a large number of screams rang out. I don’t know how many immortal blood tribes were burned to ashes by the infinite holy fire.

Even that pool of blood was evaporated by infinite holy fire and turned into a dry pool.

Angry roar sounded in the blood clouds.

“Who is it?”

Even the Prince Qingtian, who was in a profound state of mind, was very angry and flew into the air, trying to find the thief who set fire and tear her to pieces.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo have left and have arrived hundreds of miles away.

When Qing Mo heard the roar of Prince Qingtian from behind, he shrank his head in fear, feeling guilty, afraid that the other party would appear.

Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood, smiling and said, "You are so strong, why are you still so timid?"

"The size of courage has nothing to do with strength. Besides, I am just a cooking girl next to the princess, how dare I fight and kill?"

Qing Mo was still quite scared, and even spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

Just then, a delicate shout came not far away.

Qing Mo was startled and thought that Prince Qingtian had chased him up, so he immediately hid behind Zhang Ruochen and curled up into a ball.

Zhang Ruochen looked over and saw that Princess Bai Li flew down from the air like a fairy who thought of Lingbo, surrounded by white holy light.

Immediately afterwards, the two quasi-saints of the Bai Li Cat Clan, Old Man and Old Woman, also chased after him and appeared behind Princess Bai Li, staring at Zhang Ruochen opposite him with a bad expression.

"Zhang Ruochen, what is your intention and why do you want to take away my memory?"

Princess Bai Li stood opposite, putting her hands on her hips, erecting a pair of towering soft peaks, biting her lips with her teeth, and asking in anger.

"She seems to know something?" Zhang Ruochen said inwardly.

The temperament shown by Princess Bai Li today is completely different from that shown by Princess Bai Li before the memory is lost.

Princess Bai Li in the past was wise, noble, and elegant, and was completely a stunning cold beauty. The Princess Bai Li in front of her was like a spoiled little girl.

Qing Mo poked out a head, looked at Princess Bai Li, showed a suspicious look, and asked vigilantly: "Young Master Zhang, why do you want to take away her memory?"

Qing Mo's little eyes were quite complicated, and he was a little doubtful in his heart whether Zhang Ruochen had done something to be sorry for her princess. Otherwise, why would he take away the memory of such a beautiful woman?
Chapter completed!