"Thieves?!" After hearing this, An Yan was so angry that she turned her head and said to Guan Heng: "Brother, this is the first time I have been scolded as a thief, but I'm so angry!"

When Guan Heng heard her words, he was a little annoyed and then said, "Hey, who do you think is the thief?"

"Just say you, just say you."

The little red-haired lynx's mouth was unforgivable. As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly turned over and fell on the path in the middle of the flower field, and then continued: "Do you know how hard it is to manage these flowers? You don't ask, and you picked several flowers with your hands. What's the point of not thief?"

"This..." As soon as it said this, Guan Heng and the other three were stunned. What the other party said was indeed correct. It seemed a bit unreasonable to ask for it without asking. At this moment, the white-browed old monkey grinned, glared at the red-haired little lynx fiercely, and roared: "Woo Ji Ji!"

"Ah!" The little red-haired lynx was afraid of the old monkey's fierce expression and took two steps back, saying, "Why, don't you plan to reason, do you still bully me?"

"Old monkey, stop, don't scare him." Qing Huang said, patting the old monkey on the shoulder and signaling the other party to retreat. Then, Qing Huang walked to the red-haired little lynx and said, "It's wrong for us to pick flowers without authorization, I'm sorry."

"Here, as a sorry apologize, I'll give you this one, it's very delicious." As he said that, Qing Huang handed the little lynx a fruit.

"Huh?" The little red-haired lynx smelled the fruit and then shouted in surprise: "It smells so fragrant, even more fragrant than the golden-patterned little white flower. Are you really going to give it to me for food?"

"Of course, this is an apology, eat it."

"Hehe, it seems that you are not bad people. My tone was wrong just now, don't care." While eating the earth vein spirit fruit, the red-haired little lynx said: "By the way, it's very remote here. How did you find it?"

"It was the brown-backed squirrel who told us, oh, by the way." Yan paused here for a moment, and An Yan added: "It also told us that there are golden white flowers here."

Hearing this, the red-haired lynx asked in surprise: "Why, do you still know Xiao Ji?"

"Yes, I just saved its lives and many spiritual beasts." Guan Heng casually said what had happened before.

The little red-haired lynx said, "Then, that's why I blame you for wrongly. Brother Mouse has helped me several times before. I told him that it doesn't matter how many flowers you pick. Since you are its friends and benefactors, our relationship is the same. I shouldn't call you a little thief."

"Hey, what's wrong with this? We didn't know each other just now, and misunderstandings are inevitable. Don't care." Guan Heng said, his eyes rolled and he smiled, "But, since he is a friend, I want to ask you for a little help."

"Xiaobian? Well, what do you need me to do, just speak." Hearing this, the red-haired lynx agreed without hesitation. Guan Heng said: "That's right, we want to find a kind of spiritual fire called 'melting gold flame'..."

"What?!" Hearing this, the red-haired lynx suddenly appeared a little vigilant on his face, and his hair suddenly rose up. It cried in a low voice: "What do you want to do with Grandpa Jinyan?"

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, listen to my explanation."

Guan Heng continued calmly: "I just want to molten gold flames some of the origins of fire. Of course, it's not for nothing to take it. I can ask the other party for advice, and I can also use various spiritual fires to compensate it, look."

"Swish swish swish swish!" As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, seven or eight groups of various flexibility suddenly appeared around him. He said: "I can give all these to the melting gold flames."

"Yes, is it true? That's great!" Seeing these spiritual fires, the red-haired lynx's eyes shone, and it shouted: "Hurry up, go with me quickly, let's go and save Grandpa Jinyan."

"Save it?" Hearing this, An Yan, Qing Huang and Guan Heng were a little confused. But the red-haired lynx had already rushed forward and shouted, "Hurry up, keep up."

"Okay, let's come now." Although I didn't understand why the red-haired lynx was so nervous, Guan Heng and the others looked at each other and hurriedly chased after him.

The place where the golden flames often stayed was in the area to the left of the flower field with golden pattern and white flowers. Everyone turned left and right, and came here. They happened to see a sick spiritual fire floating in the cave, or in other words, it was only a trace of fire left.

"Is this the strange flame of molten gold?!" Seeing this scene, Guan Heng and the other three were really shocked.

The red-haired little lynx said in a crying voice: "Yes, Grandpa Jinyan has been very weak in the past two years, and the situation is getting worse and worse. I have tried every means, but there is no way to save it. Brother, please, hurry up and use the spiritual fire to save Grandpa Jinyan."

"At worst, after it improves, I'll ask grandpa to give you some of the origin of fire." "Hey, the origin of fire is second-hand. Even if it doesn't give it, I will still give spiritual fire for your sake."

"Go!" As he said that, Guan Heng let the aura of spiritual fire around him fly quickly towards the weak molten gold flames.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In an instant, the molten gold flame that absorbed a lot of spiritual fire aura finally regained a little vitality, and the flames leaping in the air became bigger and bigger. "Swish!" The next moment, it turned into a body of spiritual fire the size of a watermelon, flashing light with a light golden light.

"Uh, what's wrong with me?" With a slightly drowsy tone, the Mouled Gold Qiyan slowly spoke: "Little Hongmao, why are you here? Didn't I tell you? Your deadline is approaching, so you can close the hole here and let me die for myself. Why don't you listen?"

"Woooooooo..." Hearing this, the red-haired lynx burst into tears.

It whimpered, "Grandpa Jinyan, I can't bear to die. If you are gone, who will tell me stories in the future? So I didn't listen to you to seal the hole, but went everywhere to find ways to save you. I didn't listen to you, please scold me."

The Molled Gold Qiyan said in a doting tone: "This child, how could I scold you for your sake? Also, these guests who come with you are..."

It finally changed its subject and asked Guan Heng and others about the origin of the source. "Oh, we heard that there are some strange flames of molten gold here. We originally used other spiritual fires to exchange for some of your fire's origins, but seeing that you are so weak, the spiritual fire will be used to replenish your vitality first."

Speaking of this, Guan Heng took out the spiritual heavenly fire meter and continued: "I don't know how much your spiritual breath has recovered. If you still need spiritual fire, I still have it here."
Chapter completed!