Flying in front of everyone, Sikong Xiao opened his mouth and asked, "Mother, where is Sister Huang?"

Gu Bingqing was overjoyed when he saw Sikong Xiao, but then he cried silently, Sikong Xiao turned his head to look at the general's father, "General's father, where is Sister Huang?"

"Laugh and laugh... Huang'er, she..."

"What's wrong with Sister Huang? What about Sister Huang? Not in there, right?"

Seeing the silent crowd, Sikong paused for a second, and then shouted, "Hurry up and put out the fire! Hurry up and save people! Sister Huang, she's still inside! What are you doing stupidly?"

Sikong Xiao walked up to countless ministers of the DPRK and China, and asked loudly: "Your Majesty is inside! What are you doing here?"

"Princess, Your Majesty, she is seriously ill and has not much time left, and this is her last edict. Qiu Feiye stepped forward and held a bright yellow edict in his hand, and said with a sad face.

Sikong smiled and stared at the dazzling edict, trembling with anger. Qiu Feiye bowed in front of Sikong Xiao with the edict, he maintained this action for a long time, so long that he could barely support his arms... It's just a posthumous edict, but it's so heavy.

Sikong Song saw this situation in the crowd, and his steps moved to step forward to say something, but at this moment, a low voice came from his ears.

"Sister Huang is not dead yet. ”

Sikong Xiao's low voice sounded, and this girl who was dressed in fiery red and almost merged with the flames behind her attracted everyone's attention, and there was a ruthlessness in her eyes that made everyone tremble.

That's something they've never seen before... The gaze of a legendary madman from the 21st century, known as a madman from hell.

Lei Linjun has also experienced a lot of things these days, and at this moment, his face is full of stubble and his eyes are dim, but seeing such a smiling smile, he still inevitably has a few wisps of chill in his heart.

"With me, Sister Huang, she won't die, and she can't die either! I will settle this account with you when I come back! Hmph..."

Sikong Xiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the crumbling palace that had been burned without hesitation.

Gu Bingqing saw Sikong Xiao's resolute back without hesitation, and hurriedly chased after him, but was grabbed by Sikong Shengjia, and a heart-rending cry sounded-

"Laugh and laugh... Laugh and laugh... Don't go! Come back soon... No... Please, my mother has only one daughter... Mother begs you......"

It's not that I'm not distressed, the beauty mother is the first person who Sikong Xiao came to this world to decide to protect, and it's anything... Even if he asked himself to go to the altar to sacrifice as before, as long as the beautiful lady was happy, Sikong Xiao would not hesitate to do it.

Only this time it's that person.

It is the first person I touched when I came to this world, the person who tightly protected himself under him and blocked everything with his small body when he was besieged by everyone, the person who loved himself from beginning to end to the bones, and the person who would rather bleed and be injured than see himself suffer a little!

It's the person who cares about himself the most, and he cares about the most!

Sikong Xiao walked away, but was held down by a person who fell from the sky, and the familiar voice of the black chicken sounded above his head, with a bit of heaviness, "Sikong Xiao, you can see clearly, this is not an ordinary fire, it is a hellfire." ”

Hellfire?

Sikong Xiao's pupils shrank, and he opened the hand on his shoulder with his backhand, no one knows the power of hellfire better than her, if it is really hellfire, then the only person in the world who can save Sister Huang from it is herself!

There was a raging fire burning within a hundred meters of the palace, Sikong smiled and frowned and stepped into the fire without hesitation, dressed in red and almost blending with the flames.

The soul power was unleashed at any cost, without the help of the soul power and the excessive movements before, the wound in the abdomen was torn again, and the wound was bigger than before, and more blood gushed out and dyed the already gorgeous red clothes.

Because of this red wedding dress-like dress and Sikong Xiao's lack of pain, no one present realized that Sikong Xiao was actually seriously injured......

Only the black chicken, who had just accidentally held down Sikong Xiao's injured shoulder, felt that something was wrong with his hand, raised his hand, and his heart beat fiercely.

Sikong laughed at this stinky girl......

"Laugh and laugh... Don't go in, you'll die!!"

The terrible cry was cut out of his ears, Sikong laughed and gritted his teeth, and walked towards the temple door step by step in the flames.

The palace is built sturdily, even if the surrounding area burns to such a realm, it still stands firmly there, Sikong Xiao gave 10,000 likes to the craftsman who built the palace!

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters...

Sikong Xiao's relaxed mood disappeared completely, her body trembled non-stop, she knew that her soul power was rapidly depleting, but she didn't care.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

Layers of flames cut off the sight of the outside world, Gu Bingqing collapsed in Sikong Shengjia's arms, Sikong Song also firmly held Qi Hong's hand, and the black chicken's dark eyes tightly locked the direction of Sikong Xiao's advance, and everyone held their breath and waited.

The half-open door of the hall was close at hand, Sikong Xiao bit the tip of his tongue hard to force himself to be sober, and suddenly, a white figure staggered out of the dark hall-

With joy in his heart, Sikong Xiao stepped forward and called eagerly: "Sister Huang!"

"Ahem..."

The sound of coughing came from the hall, and Sikong Xiao's footsteps slammed down, and when he saw the man staggering to the ground, he was startled for a moment, "Why are you?"

Jin Dianmo covered his mouth and coughed wildly, and the clothes on his body were torn in several places, faintly showing blood.

Looking at her appearance, Sikong Xiao frowned and was just about to speak, when a faint sigh suddenly came from the gap behind the hall door and the shadow that Sikong Xiao couldn't see, "I really didn't expect you to come out......"

"Sister Huang!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sikong smiled and was overjoyed. Sikong Huang reclined in the corner behind the door of the hall, and through the gap she saw Sikong Xiao with a happy face outside the door, smiled faintly, her extremely pale lips opened, and a barely audible light call overflowed, "Laugh and laugh..."

"Sister Huang..."Sikong smiled and immediately responded, and without saying a word, she wanted to push the door in, but when she stretched out her hand and was about to touch the temple door, she was stopped by her drink.

"Sister Huang?"

Sikong Xiao's hand paused in the air, and he was very puzzled why Sister Huang let herself stop, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Jin Dianmo, who was sitting on the ground, unusually weak: "There is a formation in the hall." ”

Formation?

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Sikong Xiao had a bad premonition in his heart, "Sister Huang, what kind of formation have you laid out?"

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