When Gao Ji saw that Yan Qi was not burned, she secretly cried out that it was a pity.
This guy's luck must be too good.
She didn't dare to openly offend Yan Qi, so she quickly put on a smile and said, "Master, are you okay? It's windy and hot, so be careful."
Yan Qi waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, just start your performance, I'll be fine."
Leng Youxue muttered softly: "That bitch obviously did it on purpose."
"Of course I know."
"Then you still endure it."
"With my unyielding temper, how can I endure it? Just be careful, I will get back on my feet in a while."
Leng Youxue raised her red lips and said, "I want to see how you can regain your position."
Gao Ji performed for a while, calculated that time was almost up, and did not dare to take any more risks, so she quickly jumped down from the charcoal.
The pain in her back was unbearable and she was anxious to rest.
Yan Qi rushed forward with enthusiasm and shouted: "It's amazing, the Lotus Sect's magic is so amazing, especially the Holy King's messenger, who has a beautiful appearance and magical magic. He is really an idol that we worship."
Gao Ji didn't expect that Yan Qi would appreciate her beauty, and she was overjoyed. This kid finally knew the goods.
Yan Qi added: "To express my admiration for the Holy King's Messenger, I am willing to donate a box of jewels to the Holy King's Messenger."
When Gao Ji heard this, she beamed with excitement.
How much does it cost for a box of jewelry?
Wu Hao on the lotus platform also opened the curtain, looked at Yan Qi excitedly, and said with admiration: "You are indeed a loyal believer of the Lotus Sect. You can donate money. This shows that you can achieve success in cultivation by abandoning external things." . Common people, you must also learn from Yan Qi. Only by giving up your possessions can you achieve greatness."
Yan Qi brought in a box of jewelry.
The lotus messenger hurriedly accepted it and was about to carry it away.
"Wait a minute!" Yan Qi stretched out his hand to stop him.
Wu Hao was anxious: "You...you don't want to donate anymore?"
Yan Qi shook his head: "No, no."
"Then you are..."
"I want to donate another box of jewelry."
"Very good."
"But there is a requirement."
"But it doesn't matter."
Wu Hao was overjoyed.
As long as Yan Qi can donate the jewelry, he can agree to any conditions.
Yan Qidao: "I admire the Holy King's Messenger very much. If the Holy King's Messenger can perform Thunderbolt in Fire again, I am willing to donate three boxes of jewels."
"this……"
Gao Ji was a little embarrassed.
Her back was scarred and the pain was unbearable, and she was anxious to rest.
Yan Qi patted the box full of jewels and sighed: "I just want to appreciate the magical skills of the Holy King Envoy again, so as to strengthen my belief in cultivation. Moreover, the people also want to see the Holy King's Envoy's magical skills. Unparalleled magic. However, it cannot be the envoy of the Holy King Difficult. If you are not willing to perform it, then forget it."
He waved his hand: "Huzi, come here and carry the box down."
When he saw that the box was about to be carried away and the jewels he had received flew away, Wu Hao was very anxious and immediately gave an order to Gao Ji: "In order to strengthen Yan Qi's cultivation character and help everyone overcome the disaster, I ask you to work hard again and help everyone." Let’s all perform a thunderbolt in the fire.”
Gao Ji had no choice but to endure the pain and wash up again.
Yan Qi ran over and said, "I'm here to help the Holy King's envoy wash up. Come on, I'll bring you the water."
Seeing Yan Qi circling around Gao Ji, Leng Youxue stamped her feet angrily: "This bastard is still waiting for that bitch to wash up. He obviously wants to take advantage of it. He is waiting for you to come back. Let's see how my aunt will deal with you. .”
Yan Qi was holding water, and when Gao Ji turned his back, he grabbed several handfuls of plaster from his pocket and threw them into the footbath.
After throwing it away, Yan Qi stopped serving Gao Ji and ran back.
Leng Youxue glared at Yan Qi sideways, and drew out her sword, its cold light flashing.
Yan Qi hid further away: "Why do you always look at me?"
"Tell me, which hand touched that bitch?"
"I didn't touch her."
"Hmph, you're lucky that you didn't touch that bitch. Otherwise, my aunt will chop off your claws."
…
Gao Ji followed the steps and went to wash her feet again.
She felt a little awkward washing her feet this time.
The water seems to have become thicker.
What's going on? It's obviously the same water as before. It doesn't seem to be a problem at all.
Yan Qi urged: "We respectfully invite the Holy King's envoy to perform."
The people also cheered: "Let's start, let's start quickly."
Gao Ji didn't want to think too much. She was so upset after being urged by everyone. She just wanted to rest after the performance. After washing her feet, she jumped onto the high platform.
Yan Qi whistled: "Look, everyone, the messenger of the Holy King is performing a thunderbolt in the fire. It's so magical."
Gao Ji just jumped on the charcoal fire and didn't think anything of it.
However, after just a few steps, I felt heat steaming under my feet, which was completely different from the rhythm of my usual performance.
She endured the pain and looked down.
I found that the dissolved things on my feet had dried up and cracked open after being roasted by the charcoal fire.
The charcoal fire poured in along those gaps.
"Oh my god, why is there a gap?"
"Oops, something went wrong."
Gao Ji was flustered, and her feet were roasted by the fire, causing severe pain.
She hurriedly mobilized her inner energy to protect herself and wanted to survive.
In this case, she had no intention of dancing. She was jumping up and down on the charcoal like a monkey on a vaulting horse, not to mention how funny it was.
Everyone was dumbfounded and talked a lot.
Wu Hao was also shocked. He stared at Gao Ji and broke into a cold sweat.
Yan Qi laughed: "I secretly put gypsum powder in the foot washing water, and you still want to persist? You are too naive."
Gao Ji endured the severe pain and persisted.
Click!
The crystals under his feet suddenly exploded along the cracks.
Gao Ji's fleshy feet stepped into the red charcoal without restraint.
"Ouch!"
Gao Ji screamed in pain, unable to bear the pain, lost his balance, and fell into the coals of fire.
The physical body is full of fat.
The fire is cooking oil, burning brightly, and the air is filled with the aroma of barbecued meat.
not good!
Gao Ji was burned.
The Lotus cultists around were frightened and rushed over to put out the coals and pull Gao Ji out.
Gao Ji's feet were severely burned, her calves were burned, and her body was burned. She was unconscious.
Everyone was shocked and doubts arose one after another.
"Isn't the Holy King's envoy successful in cultivation? How could he be burned?"
"Could it be that the Lotus Sect's techniques don't work?"
"Could it be a trick?"
…
The voices of doubts on the scene were getting louder and louder. Wu Hao couldn't control himself. He was so anxious that he was thinking hard about countermeasures.
Leng Youxue looked at the burned Gao Ji, then stared at Yan Qi: "Is it you?"
Yan Qi said proudly: "Do you think I waited for her to wash up in vain? Brother Qi is a villain who is determined to retaliate. If she dares to plot against me, I will immediately find my place."
Leng Youxue was very curious: "How on earth did you do it? I...I don't understand it at all."
Kong Chen and Di Renfeng stood aside, thinking hard to no avail.
Yan Qi winked: "Do you want to know what's going on?"
"think!"
Leng Youxue, Kong Chen, Di Renfeng, Hu Zi and others said in unison.
