People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

The air on the bridge was a little hot.

Warfarin and the doctor began to struggle frantically.

They both couldn't help but panic. Although Ifrit was a kind child by nature, his mental illness could not be faked.

According to Ifrit's own description, there was always a nasty voice in her heart, constantly instigating her to cause trouble.

At this moment, Ifrit, who suddenly learned that Hemer was her mother, felt relieved, and the voice in her heart uncontrollably filled her mind.

'Be happy, then set off a fire to celebrate!'

"Ifrit, are you happy? Let's light a fire and have some fun."

In addition to the voice in his heart, Ifrit found that there was someone instigating him in his ear.

She was startled and came back to her senses from the bewitching voice in her heart.

The flame had ignited from her palm without her knowing.

"Qi Yan, stop barking like a dog, it can kill people!"

Warfarin's screams echoed across the bridge.

Ifrit quickly pressed down her palm, trying to put out the flames. At the same time, she glared at Qi Yan and growled:

"Shut up, I can't control it anymore!"

Qi Yan was hanging in the air, and said cheerfully:

"Little girl, the last guy who was bewitched by the voice in his heart almost killed his cherished friends, and now he is locked up in a prison cell on the island.

You should know that, right? "

"Tallulah?" Ifrit gritted her teeth and nodded vigorously, "Of course I know her, but I won't be like her!"

"No, no, no, you can try."

Qi Yan staggered in the air and said nonchalantly: "Just set me on fire and feel for yourself how it feels to burn your own people. Although we don't have much friendship, we are in the same camp. I don't mind helping you feel the pain of hurting your companions."

"Are you...are you crazy?"

Ifrit was a little frightened by Qi Yan.

Unconsciously, the flame in her palm slowly went out.

Qi Yan grinned: "I just cursed you, and now you cursed me, and we both cursed each other unintentionally, so we are even."

"What the hell is this!"

Ifrit felt like she was going crazy.

Facing Ifrit's mess, Qi Yan still looked nonchalant, dangling in the air and saying:

"I am sharing with you my experience of sorting out the stress in my heart. If you encounter a mess of troubles, it is useless to try hard to restrain yourself. You must learn to vent appropriately.

Or you can do what I do when you have nothing to do, just play around, let yourself go, and do whatever comes to your mind. When you are more evil than the devil in your heart, it will only become a topic of conversation after dinner."

"Can this still happen?"

Ifrit's eyes widened.

"Ifrit, don't listen to the nonsense of this white-haired dog. He is immortal and can die at will!"

Hua Falin swung vigorously twice, raised her black silk legs and kicked Qi Yan, then continued: "But appropriate venting is indeed okay, for example, you can set a fire now and burn our rope."

Facing Warfarin's support, Ifrit still seemed a little hesitant:

"But my Originium skills always get out of control. I brought a knife with me, so I'll use it to cut the rope."

"You are looking down on me, Huafalin!"

Huafalin kicked his legs wildly in the air and shouted, "I, Huafalin, have been practicing medicine for many years. As long as there is a breath left, I can save the person. You are just a fire demon. Do you think you can kill someone in front of me?"

"She's right, so let's burn them both first and gain experience."

The doctor was secretly making plans on the side.

"That's right, burn me first."

Qi Yan had a look of anticipation on his face: "Don't believe in yourself, believe in me, believe in me who believes in you, let the fire purify everything!"

Ifrit's heartbeat quickened slightly as he looked at the crazy, white-haired Rupert in front of him.

Why is this guy different from the others?

No one ever told her that she could vent her emotions. Everyone always hoped that she could control her impulses and learn to be calm.

“Can I do that?”

Ifrit's palm trembled slightly, and the flame reignited.

She slowly raised her palm and pointed it at Qi Yan.

'You can't!'

The voice in her heart suddenly emerged, and Ifrit trembled with fear.

The flame flew out of his hand and went straight to Qi Yan's face.

"No!"

Ifrit's eyes were filled with panic, he stumbled back, closed his eyes and dared not look.

"Oh wow, it's hot!"

Along with the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Qi Yan's strange cry sounded in Ifrit's ears.

Ifrit's heart trembled, and she closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them, until footsteps slowly came in front of her.

A warm hand rested on her head, kissing and rubbing it.

"I'm sorry. I may have forced you just now, but you successfully took the first step. Compared with your previous out-of-control behavior, that flame was much gentler."

Qi Yan's laughter reached Ifrit's ears.

Ifrit opened her eyes, but the burnt face she had expected did not appear. Instead, Qi Yan's face was still as white and clean as ever, with a bright smile on his face.

"Are you okay?" Ifrit asked in surprise.

"There's still something wrong." Qi Yan pointed to his clothes on his chest, where there was a dark burn mark. "You successfully controlled the flame temperature, but the accuracy is a little lacking. You need more practice."

Ifrit blinked.

She clearly remembered that her ball of fire went out of control and flew towards Qi Yan's face.

But the facts were right before her eyes, and Ifrit couldn't help but feel an unprecedented excitement in her heart.

Qi Yan looked at the girl in front of him who was gradually becoming excited, with a smile on his face, and his eyes quietly glanced back.

Over there, Huafalin was quietly covering up the traces left by the blood magic she had just cast.

Qi Yan waited until Huafarin had dealt with all the traces before he calmly stepped aside, allowing Ifrit to see Huafarin and the Doctor again.

"It's my turn, it's my turn!"

Warfarin shouted impatiently.

Ifrit hesitated for a moment and subconsciously looked at Qi Yan, who smiled and nodded at her, placing his warm hand on her shoulder.

“Go for it boldly. As I said before, don’t trust yourself, trust me. Trust me who trusts you.”

Qi Yan's smile was a little too bright: "If that ghost voice in your heart dares to come out and scare you again, I will kill it."

"You can do this?" Ifrit was surprised.

"As my sister said, there is nothing I can't do as long as I want to do it."

Qi Yan's confidence seemed to be contagious, and it inexplicably made Ifrit feel at peace.

She knew Qi Yan.

Although no one would show her Qi Yan's personnel files and combat videos due to her young age, even just the word of mouth from people on Rhodes Island was enough for her to fully understand Qi Yan's terrifying strength.

"Thank you, I will definitely be able to do it this time."

Ifrit took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became firm.

She raised her palm again and flames appeared.

With a flick of his hand, a ball of flame flew out and passed by Huafalin's side.

The rope on Huafalin broke.