Chương 1790: Otherworldly Flame, Natal Spirit Weapon (1)

Lu Zijia looked over and saw that the golden pagoda was flapping its wings with all its might and running for its life in panic. Behind it was a ball of blue flames and a bright red silk.

Seeing this scene, not only did Lu Zijia have no intention of asking the golden pagoda for help, but she also couldn't help laughing.

"Golden pagoda, you bastard, stop right there!"

The Ice Flame of the Nether World roared angrily at the golden pagoda in exasperation. The originally small ball of blue flames also expanded several times.

"Oh, oh, oh! I'm a pagoda without legs right now. I don't know how to stand still. I only know how to fly!"

The golden pagoda flapped its wings desperately, afraid that the Ice Flame of the Nether World would burn its butt.

Lu Zijia: "…" Didn't the golden pagoda, this idiot, know that what it said would agitate others even more?