"Ningxue... forgive me for being selfish." Lin Hao said silently in his heart.

"Brother Hao, don't think too much. No matter what happens, I will face it with you." Mu Ningxue seemed to hear Lin Hao's thoughts and couldn't help but smile. Her exquisite and beautiful face, with this smile,

It makes everything in the world eclipse it.

"Yeah!" Lin Hao nodded fiercely, immediately put away his thoughts, and tried his best to activate the ancient demon bloodline in his body. The hell flames on his back were still burning, and the wound was difficult to heal. If the ancient demon was not activated to regenerate, the wound would be burned.

Got bigger and bigger.

This is why the Immortal Emperor ignored Lin Hao, because people burned by the flames of hell, even if they can resist for a moment, cannot continue to resist, and will eventually be burned to death. In other words, Lin Hao has actually

He is a quasi-dead person.

If it weren't for Mu Ningxue's great use, the Immortal Emperor would have killed Lin Hao long ago, but leaving Lin Hao alone would not pose much of a threat to him.

The blood of the ancient demon obviously cannot suppress the flames, but Lin Hao is not worried. If the dragon pill can absorb the flames of hell, then the dragon scales on his body must also be able to do so. So he is already guiding the flames of hell into the dragon scales, and with a wisp of hell

The fierce flames were absorbed, and Lin Hao's tense heart relaxed slightly.
Chapter completed!