From now on, this person has been sitting there without saying a word.

"not good."

After narrowly escaping from death, there was no excitement in the clown's words.

"I understand, being too sober will be a bit painful for you."

It's not that strange before paying.

"You should have heard some interesting information in the conversation just now. What do you think?"

"Are you referring to some kind of special flame that may be the key to escaping from here? I confirm that I have never heard of anything similar. If anyone here may know, it may be the prophet."

The clown seemed to know what Fu Qian wanted to ask and said directly.

"Also, it may be interesting information, but I'm not sure whether I will remember it when I wake up again."

"It's not necessarily a bad thing. Human nature needs chaos. Everything is too clear and it's easy to find life boring."

He waved his hand before paying.

"goodbye."

"goodbye--"

The clown didn't finish his words completely, because the next moment the high temperature swallowed his vocal cords, then his head, and his body.

Within two seconds, he turned into a bright torch.

Maybe there's nothing he can do about it, but after hearing so much just now, it's impossible for the hunting team to let him go.

Not to mention making a louder noise can effectively attract attention.

In fact, with this extraordinary fluctuation, more than one demigod appeared in Fu Qian's perception.

And after a moment's thought, he actually picked up Akasha's severed claw and put it into the clown's burning flames.
Chapter completed!