Chapitre 1451: The Three-Leafed Scarlet Soul-grade Flame

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

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"Ouch, my ass is almost blistering!" Zhao Manyan cried out, tugging himself away from the spot he was hiding in.

"Can you stop crying, for Heavens' sake!?" Mu Bai asked impatiently.

"F**k me, am I not allowed to complain while doing something so dangerous? Isn't it the same as a woman being pinched down to the ground, but she would be called a slut if she started moaning?" Zhao Manyan immediately rebuked him.

"Seriously, how low can you go!?" Mo Fan grumbled.

The three men had cautiously moved forward and finally reached the safe spot. Zhao Manyan tried poking his head out, but the lava happened to be surging at him. He quickly tugged his head back inside the gap, and smelled his gold-dyed hair burning.

"I spent three thousand on my hair!" Zhao Manyan kept grumbling.