The inexplicable attitude of the Melting Gold Flame really scared Qing Huang and An Yan on both sides. They almost pulled out weapons to stop each other. Guan Heng waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, it has no malice."

At this moment, the Modified Gold Flame asked: "Young Master Guan, is the spiritual fire instrument in your hand?"

Hearing this, Guan Heng nodded slightly and then asked back: "Why, do you know this thing too?"

"Of course, I was one of the spiritual fires of the Yanling Ancient Clan's 'monarchy'."

With a little complacent, the Melting Gold Qiyan said: "At that time, although I had only had the initial level of wisdom, I also heard about Elder Xin from the deepest level of the ruins to the treasure Tianhuoyi."

According to the Furious Gold Qiyan, when Elder Xin got the Tianhuoyi, he should have handed it over to the clan leader or the eldest elder, but this old guy became a stingy person and couldn't bear to take it out at all. He claimed that he had not had a few years of life anyway, so he planned to carry the treasure into the coffin. As for the belongings of Tianhuoyi after he died, he would not have any control over it.

Everyone knows Elder Xin's tough temper. If he takes the lead, he will be afraid that it will backfire. This old thing would rather destroy the treasure than let it fall into the hands of others. Therefore, he pinched his nose and accepted it. In this way, the people who covet the spiritual fire art will snatch their fingers and calculate when the old thing will die.

All these wealthy and crazy people know that Elder Xin took back his treasure Tianhuo Yi during the expedition at the deepest levels of the ruins, but he was seriously injured. They thought that this old thing should not be alive today.

But no one expected that Elder Xin had to stand for five years, dragging his sick body that would die at any time, creating a huge underground maze and also storing the Tianhuoyi in it. No one knew how long the old thing had lived in the underground palace, and where the Tianhuoyi finally fell.

"Hahaha, these guys from the Yanling Ancient Clan are really interesting." Guan Heng shook with a smile and said, "Beware of the fact that his own tribe members are like guarding against thieves. They are such a group of weirdos."

"The Yanling Ancient Clan people are irritable, suspicious, and stingy, so it is not an exaggeration to have such an attitude."

Molten Gold Qiyan said: "Later, somehow, these guys used my flames to cast various things, making me weaker and weaker. At that time, I didn't want to sit and wait for death, so I found a suitable opportunity to escape, and floated outside for a while before I hid here."

"But why are you becoming weaker and weaker? Is it because here lacks the spiritual energy suitable for spiritual fire to absorb?"

"No, it's not."

Hearing Qing Huang's question, the Melting Gold Qiyan said: "My spiritual fire body is a very strange type. It can absorb the spiritual energy in plants and maintain vitality, especially the spiritual breath released by the golden-patterned white flowers. So at the beginning, my life here was quite comfortable."

Immediately afterwards, the Mouled Gold Qiyan said: "Actually, it happened a few years before I met the red-haired lynx. At that time, I encountered a very powerful enemy. Although I defeated him, I also suffered heavy damage. After that, I became weaker and weaker."

Hearing this, Guan Heng narrowed his eyes suddenly and asked casually: "Are you a strong enemy? What kind of guy is it?"

"They are a kind of ferocious insect called the 'Fire-eating Black Silkworm'. They have wings and can fly, have excellent fire resistance, and are good at group attacks. Their favorite thing to eat is of course my spiritual fire body."

The Melting Gold Qiyan said: "Especially their Black Silkworm King, that guy is so fierce. I fought with him several times, but he was not sure about the top and bottom. He also bit away several pieces of the spirit fire fragments. If I hadn't finally killed many of its tribes with self-destructive attacks, this guy would have refused to let me go."

"So, from then on, you were seriously damaged?"

"That's right, you saw the situation later. In the end, there was only a small flame left, and I could barely survive. If it weren't for Mr. Guan's spiritual fire, I would have been done."

The Melting Gold Flame knew how to repay kindness, and it continued: "I know that you came for the origin of my fire. No problem. Before the few people left, I will separate some of them for you, just as a small reward."

"Hi, these are all small things that are optional, not to mention that you have just recovered, so don't worry."

Guan Heng looked at the sisters Qing Huang and An Yan, and then said to the Melting Gold Qiyan: "But I am worried that those fire-eating black silkworms will come to cause trouble for you again. Maybe they will also involve the red-haired lynx, and even it will be in danger by then."

"I didn't expect this." After listening to Guan Heng's analysis, the molten gold Qiyan was a little worried. The red-haired little lynx next to him said with a little timidity: "Grandpa Jinyan, otherwise, we will hide in another place and escape from a distance."

"Hidding from all over the world is not a good way. Besides, there may not be so many small white flowers elsewhere that can be used to absorb spiritual energy for the molten gold flames."

Guan Heng continued to speak without panic: "I mean, let's think of a way to solve the problem of the Fire-eating Black Silkworm for you."

Hearing this, the Melting Gold Qiyan asked in surprise: "What, Mr. Guan, do you want to attack them?"

"Of course." Guan Heng nodded and asked again: "You mentioned just now that the evil insect like the Fire-eating Black Silkworm has the habit of purging spiritual fire bodies everywhere, capturing them alive, and taking them back to their nests to store them, right?"

"Yes, but those are the weakest spiritual fires."

"No matter how weak it is, it doesn't matter. It's like gathering sand to form a tower, and gathering armpits to form a fur."

Hearing the words of the Moistening Gold Flame, Guan Heng smiled slightly: "When we break through the nest of the Fire-Devouring Black Silkworm, we will divide the spiritual fire bodies. As long as you absorb these almost pure fire spirits, you are still worried that you will not be able to recover from the heyday? By then, even if you give me some of the origin of fire, you will not be weak."

"Uh, this seems to make some sense, but will things really go so smoothly?" Although the Mercedes-Gold Qiyan was a little suspicious of this, he couldn't resist what Guan Heng said to him, so he agreed after a while: "Okay, let's do that."

Qing Huang asked, "Then do you know where the old nest of the Fire-eating Black Silkworm is?"

"Uh... although I'm not sure, I know that there are many fire-eating black silkworms that move in some areas on the other side of the cliff cave."

Molting Gold Qiyan said: "I can take you all to see it right away, hoping to see each other, so that you can follow them back to your nest." "It makes sense, then set off immediately."

"Brother and sister, Grandpa Jin Yan, can I go with you?" Hearing the words of the red-haired lynx, Qing Huang immediately smiled and said, "No problem, but in order to avoid those fierce insects hurting you, you have to stay by my side and An Yan at all times. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!