In the light of the fire, the shapes of the firebird and the dragon gradually became nothingness until they disappeared into formlessness.
The people on the ground all raised their heads and stared at the sky blankly.
All the dragons and firebirds in the sky were gone, but there was no hint of joy on their faces.
On the contrary, everyone burst into tears and looked sad.
Their sacred bird is gone...
"Woo..."
Seeing this scene, Di Liba couldn't help crying.
The next moment, the picture burst like broken glass with a bang.
Di Liba instantly withdrew from this artistic conception.
"Sister Di, what are you..."
Yang Mi'er pointed to Di Liba, who was crying in surprise, and asked.
But Di Liba was still immersed in sadness at this time, and did not notice Yang Mi'er's questioning at all.
"Woo, Sister Song, Firebird is dead!"
After a long time, Di Liba recovered and cried loudly.
"Firebird? Your perception?"
When Song Qianqian heard the words, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.
She is also well-informed, but she has never heard that some people feel that firebirds will appear.
Just as her words fell, Di Liba suddenly burst into a frightening breath.
Immediately, the breath continued to spread, and the indoor temperature rose instantly.
In the blink of an eye, the carpets and cloth sofas had smoked and the fire was overflowing!
"not good!"
Seeing this, Song Qianqian exclaimed.
However, she reacted very quickly, as soon as she lifted her wrist, a chill came out suddenly!
This was obviously Di Liba, who didn't know what he had realized, but started to awaken the power of the fire element.
At this time, Di Liba has no way to control this force. If the temperature continues to rise, I am afraid that the entire villa will be burned to ashes by then!