Her hands were covered with blood, and the side face of the man was also full of blood, Meng Yao stretched out her hand to Luo Xiao's heart, and pressed it again and again, "Hall Master, Luo Xiao, wake up!"

The man didn't react, Jun's face was as pale as paper, and his body was already extremely weak from bleeding all night, which made it even worse under such stimulation.

The sound of explosions continued, and there were constantly stones smashing at her feet, which was as frightening as an earthquake, Meng Yao was covered in cold sweat, and she bit her cry, "Luo Xiao!"

She trembled and reached into his nose.

Didn't breathe.

"No, no!" Meng Yao's eyes widened suddenly, she grabbed his shoulder, picked up her fist and smashed it on his shoulder, "Luo Xiao, wake up, wake up!!"

The man was cold, and the dress on his body became the most ironic thing, Luo Xiao could never have imagined that the wedding he had been thinking about for so many years would be so fragmented.

For a moment, he even felt that he had nothing to love.

He didn't understand why Tong Ran could be so ruthless, how could he not hurt when she beat him and scolded him, but if he didn't say it, she really thought that he wouldn't feel pain.

It's ironic.

The sound of the explosion paused, and the three big characters of the crumbling Flame Hall were about to fall from the very top, Meng Yao reached out and tore off the hem of his shirt a little, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into his mouth to bite it tightly.

This is a way to relieve pain, she has practiced since she was a child, in fact, she can see at a glance that Luo Xiao may not be able to beat her.

Meng Yao grabbed his arm and lifted him on his back.

She doesn't care about the pain in her lower abdomen, she has no father or mother, and the man she falls in love with, she has to protect it no matter what.

Meng Yao rushed out with Luo Xiao on his back, the tiles were still falling, and there was choking smoke and people fleeing all around, no one could care about anyone at this time, everyone wanted to live.

The Hall of Flames is built in front of a green tree, surrounded by many forests, and at the bottom is a rushing river.

Seeing that she was about to leave this area, Meng Yao's eyes lit up with hope, and she stepped out of the main gate with her front foot, and suddenly, a lightning bolt crossed the sky!

Boom -

The earth-shattering thunder resounded overhead, directly splitting the towering trees on the side, and the moment Meng Yao turned his head, half of the tree trunk fell straight down!

"Don't—"

Meng Yao shouted in despair.

She staggered down and fell to the side.

Sharp branches slashed across Luo Xiao's back, pulling out a long bloody gout.

Meng Yao fell to the ground with him on his back, bullet-sized raindrops followed, dropping down on his face, Meng Yao reached out to pull his arm, but found that the place where his hand touched was full of blood.

"Luo Xiao ......"

The man didn't move.

She choked in her throat, and when she raised her head, another lightning bolt struck, and Meng Yao raised her head and roared angrily towards the sky, "Don't come again, let him go, I beg you to let him go!!"

The lightning did not stop, one after another explosions erupted, Meng Yao only felt a sharp pain in her ankle, it was difficult to lift up, she clasped Luo Xiao's wrist and climbed to his side, "You ......"

"Whew-"

Several shrill cries rang out behind him.

Meng Yao was shocked, and she turned around.

One glance scared her half her life.

Several ferocious tigers were arrayed not far from them, only their mouths wide open, and their sharp white teeth bloomed with bloodthirsty light.