"Waaah..."
"Where is this?"
"Someone! Is anyone there?"
"Let me out... let me out~"
At the same time, inside the Corpse Burning Room, Wei Wu was bent over, his head "stretched" into the stove at a bizarre angle. He twisted desperately, trying to pull his head back out.
With his butt sticking up, he wriggled in every conceivable posture, looking utterly strange. If Li Chenggang, the Crown Prince of the Great Jing Empire, had been here, he probably would not have been able to hold himself back.
But his struggling was completely futile.
This stove Wang Tie Zhu had built was made from a three-part soil as hard as metal and iron, forged into shape with Southern Ming Li Fire. It was part of the Corpse Burning Room's reinforcements.
Wei Wu only knew that after he had shouted, "Qin He, a heavenly god has come," everything went black before his eyes, and he ended up stuck inside something he could not pull himself out of.
He had no idea what had happened, nor did he know where he was.
He did not even know whether he was alive or dead.
All he could smell was ash. If he exhaled a little too hard, it immediately filled his eyes and nose.
Just now, he had vaguely heard Wang Tie Zhu and the ox, but their voices had quickly faded away from him, leaving him even more confused.
He should have been attacked by that heavenly god, and then somehow ended up like this.
It made no sense at all.
Outside the Heaven Punishing Bureau, Qin He looked up at the light barrier and could not help considering whether he should smash this turtle shell open now.
After killing one heavenly god, more might come later.
He could keep playing the