"Miss, the Twelve Princes have arrived."

"Very good, tell them that the plan starts.

"Yes!"

Feng Cang took the order, fortunately, the night snow came in time, my eyes sank, I threw all my feelings behind, rushed into the room, knocked over all the tables, stools, and cups within reach, and made a picture of resistance, and then poured the diesel fuel hidden here in advance into every corner, and then threw the fire fold in my hand.

Soon the fire burned, quickly connected into one, I stood in the raging fire, from the bosom out of the dagger hidden in the chest, he was sent by Moling Shuang to steal from the Tianming Emperor's cronies, I don't know what method he used, I don't care, I closed my eyes and took a long breath, and then found the position on the left chest, there is an acupuncture point, the knife inserted into the person will not die, as long as the dagger is pulled out, the rescue can be revived in time.

The most amazing thing is that when the knife pierces this acupuncture point, although you are unconscious, you can perceive everything around you.

In my previous life, I had a heart attack, so I was very aware of the acupuncture points on my heart, which may be the so-called long-term illness to become a good doctor.

The cold tip of the knife plunged into my chest little by little, and the deep chill traveled to my limbs little by little, and finally cold all over my body.

At the moment when the tip of the knife was fully pierced into my chest, I dimly saw a faint petite figure appear outside the window.

Night snow, are you finally here?

"Fight the fire, everyone—"

"Hurry up, everyone, Princess Lingshang is still in the room, hurry up and find a way to save the princess-"

There was a loud cry for help outside the window, I fell to the ground with relief, I swallowed an elixir given to me by the night of the north snow before the dagger was pierced, which can ensure that I am conscious when I stick incense, I am waiting for the appearance of the boy, tonight's performance, he is the real protagonist.

"No, Twelve Princes, you can't go in-"

When a guard heard the movement in the backyard and rushed over, Yexue, who was flustered and frightened, was about to rush into the room.

The guards were afraid that if the prince made any mistakes, the emperor would blame them, and one by one they went up to prevent Ye Xue from rushing into the burning room.

The fire burned so violently that the fiery serpent was like a flying and circling dragon, and in an instant it swept the whole room in.

Ye Xue rushed into the room I was in with red eyes, none of the guards who stood in his way could stop him, and the silkworm that he threw out at a rapid speed cut his body mercilessly, cut off his limbs, and lay on the ground wailing with blood.

When Emperor Tianming and Mo Lingshuang rushed over after receiving the news, the ground was already full of guards with missing arms and legs.

"Beixue Yeyang, if you dare to rush into the room to save her, you will no longer be a widowed prince!"

Bei Xue Qing saw that Ye Xue was thrown to the last guard who stopped him, and he was about to rush into the room desperately, and he was in a hurry, and the words of blocking rushed out.

Tiger poison does not eat children, Yexue is his child after all, and he does not want his child to be harmed.

But Ye Xue just looked back at him coldly, and then rushed into the raging sea of fire without looking back, without a moment of hesitation.

"Little aunt, where are you, don't scare Yexue......"

The boy's voice was full of horror, as if the sky had fallen.

"Little aunt, make a sound, Yexue is coming to pick you up......"

"Little aunt, it's okay for you to make a noise, please......"

"Please, don't die, don't ......"

"Night Sun ......"

The consciousness that had been strengthened by that elixir finally did its job, and my voice was faint but clear to Yeyang's ears.

"Little aunt, I'm not Yeyang, I'm Yexue, look at me, I'm Yexue......"

The boy's voice was hoarse and he touched me, and I tried to keep my head awake to look at him, the boy whom I had hurt to the bones was covered with marks of fire all over his body, and his face was scorched, and the long black hair that I was proud of was burned to pieces, and it looked like it was going to be cut short again.

"Snow... Cher, why are you... Will you be here? I asked knowingly and intermittently.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Xue'er who is not good, I lied to you, let's go, let's get out of here, it doesn't matter how you want to beat me or scold me after you leave here, let's go......"

The boy tried all his strength to pick me up, but the fire grew bigger and stronger, and soon the oxygen was exhausted, and we began to be unable to breathe, and as soon as Yexue picked me up, he fell to the ground again, and he threw himself down with all his strength, and let me press on him, clenching his teeth without making a sound of pain.

He stubbornly supported me with his thin body, and crawled down and down, my consciousness had collapsed, and the acupuncture point in the dagger began to play a role, and my breathing began to slowly weaken, and finally there was no breath, but my consciousness was still so clear, clearer than when I was breathing.

"Smack!"

There was a sound falling, and I felt the night snow shiver heavily under me.

"Yexue, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, little aunt, don't worry, I will definitely rescue you!" The boy's voice was stoic and stubborn.

"Yexue, you don't hate your little aunt anymore......"

"I've never hated you, I love you, I love you very much......"

The boy's voice was hoarse and choked, and I clearly felt Yexue dragging me with his thin body, crawling and crawling on the ground, dragging out a long trail of blood.

"Little aunt, I will save you, I will definitely save you......"

"Even if it is risking my life, I want you to live well......"

"Please, don't sleep, please......"

"Yexue, Shang'er, how are you!"

Suddenly, there was a warm voice like jade in my ears, it was Moling Shuang, I was shocked, how could he come in person, my plan is to save me from Bo Ming and Feng Cang, with Mo Lingshuang's body, I am afraid that something will happen to him.

"Help... Save the little... Little aunt..."

Ye Xue's voice was low and faint, Mo Lingshuang frowned and looked at the young man who looked embarrassed, but insisted on refusing to abandon me, sighed softly, poked out a finger, clicked his sleeping hole, threw him to the sorrow behind him, and then carefully squatted down and picked me up.

When he saw the dagger piercing my chest, he couldn't help but gasp fiercely, and I heard his angry laughing voice for the first time: "Xiang'er, you are really ruthless!" ”