Seven colored shenni, dressed in a white Taoist robe, stood in front of the immortal stove, controlling the fire in it, watching Su Rong bite her teeth and keep on bleeding. She was also a little impatient, persuading Su Rong to give up.

"Sir, you add fire for me. I'm going to succeed soon. I can insist..."

Su Rong spits and adjusts. She doesn't want to give up like this, and she won't give up like this.

"ah, why do you suffer? You are trapped by love..."

the colorful nuns were also very distressed, but they did it. The fire was more prosperous, and Su Rong's expression was more painful....