Su Nanzhi opened her eyes in a haze, only to see her room engulfed in flames.
"..."
Little Huomiao was sitting at the head of the bed, crying.
The child was so anxious that he subconsciously wanted to take Su Nanzhi to find someone.
Meanwhile, there was suddenly an infant doll in the room that had not been there before.
Little Taomu had recovered some spiritual power, and entering her room did not require much effort, but the fire that filled the room was still a threat to it.
The little one huddled by the bed, and its chubby hand emitted a green fluorescent glow, reaching for Su Nanzhi.
But it seemed to have little effect.
Little Taomu furrowed its brows, as its spiritual power had only recovered a tiny bit.
A tiny bit was simply not enough to suppress the uncontrolled fire within Su Nanzhi's body.
The little flame did not recognize Little Taomu transformed into an infant doll at first and was startled, but it quickly understood.
It kept crying at Little Taomu's feet.
