The girl had no choice but to be bold and stroked down the hair of the county lord Zhaorong with tongs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, everyone smelled a scorching smell in their noses, as if something was burning.

Lord Zhaorong frowned, and said unhappily: "Where did the smell come from!"

Suddenly, a maid pointed to the hair of the county lord of Zhaorong and exclaimed.

"Oh no! Oh no! The county lord's hair is on fire!"

Hearing this, the county lord of Zhaorong and the maid ring who used the tongs were all startled.

It turned out that the tongs were too hot, and they actually burned the tips of the hair of the county lord of Zhaorong.

The maidens saw a canopy of fire burning straight up from the ends of their hair, and they shouted in unison.

Lord Zhaorong only felt a burst of fire on his neck, and his heart was furious, so he raised his hand and slammed it into the ring with fire tongs.

She used enough strength in this palm, only to hear a "click", the ribs in the chest of the girl ring were cracked, her body flew backwards, her mouth spat blood, and she fell to the ground, motionless, not knowing life or death.

All the maids didn't care about seeing the life or death of the girl, and they were all anxious to help the county lord Zhaorong extinguish the fire.

Some people used fans to fan, and some people covered them with clothes, making the Lord of Zhaorong embarrassed, but the flames burned bigger and bigger, spreading all the way up, and the smell of burning became heavier and heavier.

Finally, a girl was clever, rushed out and brought a basin of water, and splashed it towards the county lord of Zhaorong.

The flame was finally extinguished.

However, the proud long hair of the county lord of Zhaorong was burned to pieces, and it was originally like a black and shiny satin, but now this satin has become a rag.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt burning.

Lord Zhaorong's hair was wet and dripping with water, and his body was covered with burnt hair.

Her eyes were wide open, staring at the polished bronze mirror, and she could hardly believe that the person in the mirror who looked like a bald-tailed pheasant was herself.

"Ahh

"This ugly monster is not me! Not me! I have become like this, how can I still have the face to see the emperor's cousin! He will definitely dislike my face and my hair! Ah! I will never have the face to see my cousin again!"

Lord Zhaorong screamed in collapse, grabbed the things in the room and smashed them, and hit them when he caught people.

The girls were all so frightened that they knelt down, letting her beat and scold, and no one dared to dodge.

"County Lord, who upset you?"

Just when the county lord of Zhaorong was furious, a low and pleasant man's voice suddenly sounded from the door of the room.

As soon as he heard this sound, the county lord of Zhaorong, who was desperately smashing things, was stunned as if he had been clicked.

She was holding a vase in her hand, and slowly turned to look at the door.

All the maids also peeked at the gaze of the county lord of Zhaorong, because this man's voice was so beautiful and moving.

A fiery red figure caught everyone's eye.

The robe on his body was blown by the wind and flew in the air, like a burning flame, he had an evil smile on his face, and his facial features were handsome and extraordinary, like a legendary blood elf, but his eyes were cold.

As soon as Zhong Yahuan touched his eyes, his heart was all sudden, his body trembled slightly, and he lowered his head involuntarily, never daring to look at his eyes again.

The man smelled of unspeakable danger, and the temperature in the room seemed to be a little lower as soon as he appeared.