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The fire spread out along Zhong Xiaoyu's floral dress.

In this short period of time, Xiao Yi had already arrived in front of Zhong Xiaoyu. He picked up the lid and covered up the raging fire. The burning momentum in the wok was immediately suppressed by Xiao Yi.

"Not good, not good! I'm going to burn! I'm going to burn!" Seeing the fire in front of her start