The ugly girl's nirvana, the disabled prince's love

The old man came to the secret door, first stretched out his hand and gently felt the door, as if he was feeling something.

His fingers moved slowly along the patterns on the door, sometimes stopping and pressing gently, sometimes trembling slightly, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with the door.

After a moment, he slowly raised his hands, muttering something, and a faint light overflowed from his palms and slowly enveloped the door.

As the light flickered, some strange runes gradually emerged on the door. Those runes flashed mysterious light, intertwining and rotating with each other.

Then, there was a "click" sound, and the door slowly opened, and a wave of heat rushed in. The old man slightly turned sideways and said, "Good luck to you."

When everyone heard this, they all took a deep breath. The air was filled with a hot smell, as if every breath could burn their throat.

They mustered up their courage, their eyes filled with determination, and then walked resolutely towards the door.

As soon as I stepped into the secret passage leading to the river of fire, a suffocating feeling of heat suddenly hit me, as if I was instantly placed in a huge furnace.

The air around was distorted by the blazing flames, and the vision became a little blurry. The walls were faintly emitting an oppressive heat, as if they would be melted by the high temperature at any time.

An elite soldier couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "It's too hot. I wonder what's waiting for us later." His companion next to him hurriedly patted his shoulder and motioned him to be quiet, but his forehead was already covered with sweat.

Ren Jingzhi held Shen Yiran's hand tightly and whispered, "Ranran, if it gets too dangerous later, you must not try to be brave, okay?" Shen Yiran nodded, but her eyes were firm. She knew that there was no way out at this moment.

After a while, they came to a cave about one hundred meters wide. In front of them was a blazing sea of fire. The flames were raging and leaping upwards with bared fangs and claws. The scorching heat seemed to distort the air.

The color of the flame was dazzling red, as if it would devour everything in the world.

The cliff at the end was towering into the clouds, steep and dangerous, with jagged rocks on it. Under the reflection of the flames, it cast strange shadows, as if it was a demon hidden in the dark, staring at everyone with a fierce look.

Ren Jingzhi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel regretful. His face turned pale and his body trembled slightly. He was really scared and didn't dare to let Shen Yiran take the risk.

He said in a trembling voice: "Ran Ran, how about... how about we think of another way? This is too dangerous. I can't let you go..."

Shen Yiran was frightened when he saw the scene in front of him, but he had no choice at the moment.

She gently patted Ren Jingzhi's hand and comforted him, "Husband, don't be afraid, believe me, I will be fine. We have no other way to go. Only by breaking through can we save the Northern Tang Kingdom and the people here."

At this time, Banxia, who was standing by, tightly held Shen Yiran's arm, her voice was a little distorted with nervousness: "Princess, are you really okay? Otherwise, I will go. I can't watch you take risks."

Yu Gongyu also stepped forward and said, "Little sister-in-law, why don't I go? I'm a man, and I'm stronger than you, so maybe I have a better chance of winning."

Soon after, Lin Nan, Lin Bei and Wang Lei also gathered around and said that they should give it a try and not let a woman like Shen Yiran take any risks.

Shen Yiran looked at everyone and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart. They were all his good friends who had traveled through time and space, and at this critical moment, they were all willing to stand up for him.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she said, "Thank you, everyone. But you also know that this river of fire cannot be crossed by courage alone. You are just ordinary people, and it is impossible for you to cross the river of fire by your own skills. Don't worry, I have a way, believe me."

After saying that, Shen Yiran closed her eyes, concentrated her mind, and gently chanted the summons. A faint light appeared around her body, which gradually became stronger and formed a strange vortex in front of her. As the summons continued, the vortex became larger and the light became more dazzling.

Soon, a loud wolf howl was heard from the whirlpool, and then the tall and mighty figure of the Flame Wolf slowly emerged.

Its fur is like a burning flame, and it looks even more dazzling in this hot environment.

Its eyes are sharp and alert, as if it can see through all the vanity in this world. It exudes a powerful aura that makes people dare not underestimate it.

When everyone saw this, they were shocked and thought that a monster had appeared. They picked up their weapons and prepared to attack.

Shen Yiran hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, don't do anything, this is my partner, Flame Wolf, it's here to help us!"

After hearing this, everyone put down their weapons doubtfully, but there was still vigilance in their eyes.

Shen Yiran leaped up and landed lightly on the front back of the Flame Wolf. The Flame Wolf crouched slightly, as if waiting for Shen Yiran to sit firmly.

Then, it suddenly raised its head and let out a deafening roar, and then it exerted force on all four hooves and leaped towards the River of Fire like a ray of flame.

Everyone was stunned and watched Shen Yiran and Yanlang rush towards the raging sea of fire.

Shen Yiran hugged the Flame Wolf's neck tightly, with the sound of the whistling wind and the crackling of the burning flames in his ears.

They had not flown far when they encountered their first danger. A pillar of fire suddenly rose from below and shot straight towards them.

The Flame Wolf reacted extremely quickly. It turned its body to the side and made a sharp turn in the air, narrowly avoiding the pillar of fire.

Shen Yiran only felt a wave of heat coming towards her, and her hair was curled up.

Before she could recover, the second danger came. The flames in front of her seemed to be summoned by something, and suddenly gathered together to form a huge flaming hand, grabbing them fiercely.

The Flame Wolf exerted its strength again, leaping high, trying to fly over the flaming hand. But the flaming hand was so fast that it was about to catch them.

At this critical moment, the Flame Wolf used all its strength to leap upwards a little bit and barely escaped the disaster.

Shen Yiran's heart was in her throat. She could feel the Flame Wolf's breathing becoming rapid. It was obvious that the continuous dodging had consumed a lot of its energy.

Shen Yiran also felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment. The blazing flames were like a savage demon, mercilessly wrapping her whole body tightly.

The scorching heat was like sharp steel needles, piercing into every inch of her skin, causing burning pain wherever it passed, as if it was going to tear her body apart.

Her breathing became increasingly difficult. Every time she inhaled, the scalding air rushed down her respiratory tract like red-hot magma, fiercely burning her throat and lungs and bringing waves of piercing pain.

However, greater dangers lie ahead.