Then, a hand reached out from the side and pulled her tightly into an embrace.
"Yan 'er, don't go yet!"
Di Cang's expression was very cold. the demonic flame Pearl has already lost control. It'll hurt you very easily.
"The demonic flame Pearl is out of control?"
A look of panic flashed past Bai Yan's eyes. "What are the consequences of losing control of the demonic flame Pearl?"
"The demonic flame Pearl isn't a dead object. It has its own soul and thoughts. Previously, I was afraid that it would lose control, so Qianqian specially used a divine water stone to suppress it to prevent it from accidentally hurting Ling 'er. But now, Qianqian ..."
Every time di Cang's words fell, Bai Yan's heart would almost stop beating.
Sweat trickled down her forehead as she raised her eyes to look at little Ling 'er, who was still in the flames. She asked, " "Why is it like this? Why is the demonic flame Pearl out of control now?"