The full-level boss crosses the apocalypse and raises cute treasures

Chapter 175. 175. Active Volcanoes
The people who were eating and drinking suddenly felt refreshed, and Han Yixiao looked at Qiao Zixi's room as if he had sensed something.

But at this time, Qiao Zixi sat cross-legged, with her five hearts upward, and faint spiritual energy from the heaven and earth poured into her body. After a while, this spiritual energy became thinner and thinner until it faded and disappeared.

This epiphany can be said to be better than nothing.

Qiao Zixi opened her eyes and frowned slightly. This small world's spiritual energy was becoming scarce day by day, and the spirit of decay was spreading.

When Han Yixiao pushed the door and came in, seeing Qiao Zixi frowning, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Zixi concealed the worry in her eyes and shook her head.

"already ate?"

Seeing her changing the subject, Han Yixiao didn't ask any further questions, and followed her words: "Not yet, do you want to eat?"

Qiao Zixi shook her head again, she took out a few bottles of wine from the space and handed them to Han Yixiao.

"liquor?"

Han Yixiao took it over and took a look, and immediately felt that Qiao Zixi's supplies were extremely rich. Since they successfully reunited, although they also collected supplies, most of the time, some of the rare supplies were provided by Qiao Zixi.

She didn't say anything about her space and supplies, and he didn't ask about it.

After a while, cheers came from outside, the sound of fighting for wine, and the sound of punching, it was very lively.

In order to take care of Qiao Zixi and the little guy, Han Yixiao didn't drink a single drop.

A group of people went crazy all day, after Han Yixiao sent the other drunken people back to the room one by one, he was about to take a rest, when a strong wind suddenly blew outside.

Tonight is another moonless night, the wind is howling, and the sea is also blown up into waves.

After a while, the "crackling" actually began to hail.

The hailstones hit the house with a bang, bang, bang.

"In the past two days, the sea seems not to be peaceful."

Han Yixiao sat by the bed, listening to the movement outside, thinking of the tsunami last night and the strong wind and hail this night, he felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Qiao Zixi glanced at him lightly, thought for a while, and then said: "Under the East China Sea, there is a huge group of active volcanoes."

"What, volcanoes?"

Han Yixiao was really surprised at this moment. He thought it was just an ordinary natural disaster, but he didn't expect it to be the precursor of the eruption of the volcano group.

"We need to leave immediately!"

As long as Han Yixiao thinks of the terrifying power of the eruption of volcanoes, the entire East China Sea will be subverted by it.

His complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't sit still anymore, and he got up to wake the others up.

"We can't go."

Qiao Zixi's words made him stop in his tracks, and turned to look at her in disbelief.

"why?"

"I'm going down the volcano."

"Going down the volcano?"

Han Yixiao was completely startled by Qiao Zixi, his brain was suddenly shut down, unable to think, he muttered to himself, "Go down to the volcano, just kidding."

Qiao Zixi gave him a cool look, but didn't speak again.

The next day, everyone who just woke up was stunned by the news.

Lin Jun jumped up and rushed into the house, began to quickly pack his things in his hands, and shouted: "What are you waiting for, run!"

The few people who came to their senses rushed into the house and began to tidy up.

What Han Yixiao hadn't finished speaking suddenly stuck in his throat, and he watched helplessly as several people gathered in front of him with all their belongings on their backs, as if fleeing from a refugee.

"Boss, why haven't you cleaned up yet? We're leaving."

Jian Chengan walked over with heavy loads on his back, saw Han Yixiao who was standing still, and asked anxiously.

"I can't go anymore!" Han Yixiao looked at the mushroom clouds rising from the sky, and said in a deep voice.

Everyone followed his gaze, and for a moment, their hands and feet were cold.

"Qing Cang, send them to heaven!"

Qiao Zixi's faint voice came, and with a clear moan, Qing Cang attached to Qiao Zixi's wrist suddenly grew bigger, rolling up the few people in front of him and flying into the sky.

"Ah, my darling!" Following Jian Chengan's words, what followed was one after another of the belongings of the heavenly maiden.

(End of this chapter)