C46 Heteropyrexia(10)

After Jun Qiran and the little shota returned, everything could be considered as peaceful.

Suddenly, the Qiuqiu in Jun Qiran's body became excited.

"Mother, mother!"

Jun Qiran looked at the Qiuqiu in surprise. It had been silent for a long time.

"Mother, I feel the aura of a 'Heavenly Flame'! And it's not too far away! "

When Jun Qiran heard this, he couldn't help but flash an excited look. One must know that they had already searched for the Heavenly Flame for more than half a month.

Jun Qiran followed the direction Qiu Qiu Qiu told him and hurried over.

Jun Wange looked at the little shota in front of her, then said with a smile. "I heard your brother say that you're called Nian Nian, right?"

The little shota looked at the person in front of him coldly without replying.

Jun Wange laughed somewhat embarrassedly, extending his hand in an attempt to touch the head of the little shota, just like how Jun Qiran often did with the little shota.

The little shota coldly dodged Jun Wange's intimate actions, and still did not say a word.

Jun Wange was continuously being shunned by the little shota, making him feel somewhat awkward. His originally gentle face also became a little colder.

"You really don't know what's good for you." Jun Wange could not help but mutter.

However, Jun Wange did not see a flash of killing intent in the eyes of the little shota.

The more Jun Qiran thought about it, the more her heart sank. A strange flame was far more powerful than her, and her current location was more than a hundred meters away from a strange flame.

However, Jun Qiran could still clearly feel the power of the strange fire. A hundred meters away, a raging wind blew past, and countless sand and dust swept over.

Like a sandstorm, Jun Qiran squinted his eyes and used his hands to block the flying sandstorm.

"That's ?" Jun Qiran's face was filled with shock as he looked at the person not far away. That tiny figure was basically the new year that he had accompanied her for the past few days and nights.

At this moment, the tiny being was floating in midair. Countless black fog emerged from his body, and balls of black flames burned continuously on the ground, turning everything into ashes.

Jun Qiran looked carefully, the person below was Jun Wange.

"Year after year!"

The figure in the air paused, and then the countless flames disappeared in an instant.

"Big brother." Blinking his large eyes, he looked at Jun Qiran innocently.

Jun Qiran looked at the scene in front of her with disbelief. She had never thought that there would be such a thing as Heavenly Flame, which she had been trying so hard to find these past few days.

"Big brother ?" When Nian Bing saw that the person before him was ignoring him, he could not help but panic.

He lowered his head, twisting the golden bean between his fingers as if he was losing money.

Jun Qiran steeled his heart, and without looking at Nian who was crying, he turned and walked over to Jun Wange's side.

At this time, Jun Wange's hair had already been burnt dry and her eyebrows had disappeared without a trace. Her body was covered in burn marks from a different type of fire and due to excessive pain, Jun Wange was currently unconscious.

Jun Qiran observed for a moment. Jun Wange was indeed a disciple from the Sword Spirit Sect, and on her body were countless treasures. It was also because of these that she did not have to worry about her life.

"Year after year, no, what should I call you? Soul Devouring Inflammation? " Jun Qiran expressionlessly looked at the little shota in front of him.

"Mother ?" The soft and gentle voice of the little shota sounded beside Jun Qiran's ears once again.

Jun Qiran frowned.

"What did you call me?!" Jun Qiran's voice could not help but become colder, as he hated being deceived by others the most.

The little shota's shoulders shrank. He gritted his teeth and said in a single breath, "The first person I met who was good to me was you, and you are my mother."

In the end, the little shota's words became even more tearful.

When Jun Qiran heard this, he could not help but feel a bit more heartache.

"Why did you kill her?" Even so, Jun Qiran, you can't accept that your cute and innocent little brother has suddenly become a demon that kills people without blinking its eyes.

"A person that mother hates is unworthy to live in this world." The little shota looked at the person lying on the ground with a cold look in his eyes.

"You ?" Jun Qiran was suddenly a little speechless.

"Do you know that everyone has a right to live?" Jun Qiran earnestly looked at the little shota.

The little shota pouted and retorted, "But mother hates her."

"Year after year!" Jun Qiran's voice could not help but become more severe, "Forget it, I won't argue with you about this, you can go."

Jun Qiran rubbed the center of her brows. What troubled her the most was Jun Wange's situation. According to her understanding, Jun Wange was the last disciple of the Great Clan Elder of the Sword Spirit Sect, and also the Holy Maiden of the Sword Spirit Sect.

Her death would inevitably cause a huge commotion. If it was discovered that she had done so year after year, the entire Jun Family would be implicated ?

It would be better if he was the only one to speak.

"Mother, don't leave Nian behind ? "Wuwu. After the new year, you have to listen to your mother. Mother, don't leave the new year ?"

The middle-aged man pleaded in a low voice.

After these few days of interaction, Jun Qiran truly liked this child from the bottom of his heart ?

Just as Jun Qiran wanted to say something, she heard the sound of footsteps. Her heart tightened as she dragged Nian Bing away from this place.

"Raise your head and look at me." Jun Qiran looked at the person crying loudly in front of him, and said with a cold heart.

Then, a face covered in tears appeared in front of Jun Qiran's eyes. Jun Qiran's heart trembled.

Jun Qiran sighed, and said: "Forget it, you must be obedient in the future, okay?"

Jun Qiran said in a serious tone.

The eyes of the little shota lit up, and then nodded heavily.

With his first time signing a contract with a Hachimata, Jun Qiran's experience was exceptionally good.

After signing the contract, the little shota had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only the ball of black flame in Jun Qiran's hand.

"Damn woman, you're really lucky."

Unknowingly, the figure of the Hachimata appeared beside Jun Qiran. He had his back leaning on a large tree, a pair of peach blossom eyes glimmering with starlight.

Jun Qiran lazily glanced at the Hachimata and did not say a word.

"Let me tell you a piece of good news. The Black Demon Crystal has been found."

The Hachimata's voice fell on the ground.

Jun Qiran blinked his eyes, after staring blankly for three seconds, his voice unconsciously trembled.

"You, what did you say?"

"We've found the Black Demon Crystal. The Soul Devouring Inflammation is eating the Black Demon Crystal like candy. It's such a waste!"

Hachimata could not help but complain in a low voice.