The smelly Taoist priest was wearing a black and yellow outer coat, with his black hair and wide sleeves billowing in the wind.
His usually casual expression was a bit solemn, Crow Feather trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at me.
"Ah Huo, I'm afraid I'll have to leave you alone for the rest of the journey."
I stood there in a daze, watching him rush into the sea of fire alone, fighting his way out of the fire.
He glanced back at me for the last time and smiled lightly at me, "Goodbye, my little monster."
He turned around and fell into the sea of fire. From now on, he has no name in the world.
Mission: Little love and responsibility
