Half of her door had been burned to the bottom of the door, and the other half was intact in the frame.

It's just that when Chu Yunshen arrived at the door and was about to enter, the half of the door suddenly collapsed, and it fell in his direction.

Chu Yunshen leaned lightly sideways, his pitch-black boots fell neatly towards the half of the door, and the hem of his clothes still carried a thick moisture, and when he met the heat wave on the door, the moisture was even worse.

The half of the door he kicked in the next second split and shattered in the other direction.

At the same time, Chu Yunshen had already entered the room, and the broken wood on the ground was drowned by the flames that spread over little by little.

Cheng Xiaoxiao's room was quiet and hot, and for some reason, the fire in this room was much smaller than in other rooms.

Chu Yunshen looked at the stuffy room in front of him and quickly glanced around the outer room.

Looking at the Persian carpet on the ground, which was still intact, a trace of darkness flashed in Chu Yunshen's eyes, but he only continued to move forward with a faint face.

The beaded curtains between the outer and inner rooms were scattered all over the floor, and the beads seemed to melt, staining the carpet all over the carpet with a dark rust red color, and a pungent smell of blood.

There are still some remnants of insect corpses inside the beads, some of which have crawled out of the beads to the ground, and some of which are burrowing out. However, they didn't seem to be able to stand the scorching temperature, so they stiffened and died.

The glass lampshade in mid-air has exploded, only the candle of the everlasting lamp is still burning, and the beam on the other side of the lamp is burning, and it seems that the flame on it has lit the everlasting lamp.

It was only a few steps into the inner room, and the fire in the inner room was larger than that in the outer room. The windows had been burned to a black hole, from which the white moonlight spread inwards along with the firelight.

Chu Yunshen bypassed the table that had been burned to the point that only a large outline remained, and walked towards Cheng Xiaoxiao's bedside.

The quilt on the bed was tightly covered, and the bulging mass could indicate that there was someone on the bed.

"Xiaoxiao?"

Chu Yunshen called tentatively, and his steps were a little more cautious.

The figure under the quilt moved, but still didn't make any sound.

A flame tentatively burned towards the side of the bed, and when it touched the curtain on the bed, a series of flames rushed out like a demon.

Those tongues of fire were wantonly entangled, and soon from the curtain to the bed, there seemed to be a momentary obstacle when they touched the silk quilt, but the next second they were still very happy to wrap the silk quilt.

"Xiaoxiao!"

Chu Yun drank deeply!

Seeing the fire enveloping the entire bed with his own eyes, Chu Yunshen felt suffocated in his heart, his steps sped up a little, and he rushed to the side of the bed with tears in his eyes.

The swallow golden dart that was still hidden in his sleeve had already fallen to the ground, but Chu Yunshen didn't care about it at all.

He even almost threw himself into the wanton tongues of fire on the bed with his bare hands, but fortunately, in the end, he still had his senses and did not directly cover it with his body.

Chu Yunshen's face instantly turned pale, but the pair of Danfeng eyes turned red, and he kept using the hem of his clothes to slap the flames on the bed, and the hot flames met the hems of his clothes that were still a little wet, and they kept 'sizzling'.

The dark robe was originally only smoking, but it was gradually ignited by the flames, and it burned faster and faster, and it was out of control.

Chu Yunshen quickly took off his outer robe and threw the entire outer robe towards the bed.

This method was indeed more effective than just now, and the flame was much smaller in an instant, but the silk quilt had been burned to black, and only half of it was left.

Chu Yunshen even saw the blue corners of his clothes covered under the silk quilt, and the color was so dazzling.

Almost at the same time, Chu Yunshen's breathing stopped, and the next moment, the speed of his tongue of fire increased again, and the intensity of his robe became a little stronger.

Chu Yunshen's thin lips were pursed, and a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. His face became paler and paler, and the red of his eyes became more pronounced.

The corners of his unruly eyes were so red that they were almost dripping blood, and his handsome brows were furrowed, and the word 'Chuan' was deeply locked in them.

Fortunately, the fire on the bed became smaller and smaller, and eventually only a little bit remained.

As Chu Yunshen struck again, the last remaining stubborn flame also disappeared into the tattered robes.

Chu Yunshen threw the burnt clothes in his hand on the ground, and reached out to lift the silk quilt that was mostly burned.

His hands trembled in mid-air, and he couldn't ease them until he was about to touch the silk quilt.

His throat throbbed, swallowing a mouthful of saliva vigorously, his throat was so dry that his heart was beating in a panic.

Xu was haunted by the 'Martyrdom Gu' that had not been completely lifted, and there was a strong smell of rust in his mouth, and his fingers were also very numb.

Chu Yunshen pursed his lips again, a trace of undetectable pain flashed in his eyes, and he slowly exhaled the turbid breath that was stuck in his chest, and he closed his eyes slightly.

When Chu Yunshen opened his eyes again, his Danfeng eyes had returned to their former indifference, and the hand that was originally trembling no longer swayed.

Maybe only his tightly pursed lips that were bitten by death would betray Chu Yunshen's heart at this time.

Reaching out to touch the crisp paper-like silk quilt, Chu Yunshen slowly lifted the piece of charred black.

His breathing became rapid, and a blue figure lay under the silk quilt, lying on its side, curled up in a ball.

A trace of red thread suddenly overflowed from Chu Yunshen's lips, and the blood beads dripped down his chin and fell to the ground, splashing into blood flowers, and there was a loud 'boom' behind him.

The carved pillars of the inner chamber had collapsed and fallen to the ground, scattering a cloud of dust. There was also that crazy flame, as if it had only reacted at this time, and it spread wildly around, and it was about to be swallowed up by Chu Yunshen.

Chu Yunshen seemed to be unconscious, just looked at the petite back in front of him stupidly, and finally couldn't help but turn his face sideways and spit a mouthful of blood to the ground.

Spit out all the blood foam in his mouth, and wiped the blood on his lips fiercely, Chu Yun stared at the motionless back on the bed with a pair of cold eyes, and still reached out to pull the back over.

When he saw the face of the blue figure clearly, Chu Yun choked his breath for a long time before slowly exhaling a breath.

"Your Highness, are you looking for me?"

A sweet voice suddenly sounded behind Chu Yunshen.

Letting go of the hand holding the blue figure on the bed, Chu Yunshen Danfeng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he turned to look at the woman behind him.

The woman seemed to be born of fire, and she walked slowly from the brilliant firelight, her crimson dress blown up by the heat wave, and the hem of her dress moved slightly.

On her shoulder was a pitch-black blackbird, the whites of its eyes were inky, and it looked extremely strange.

This person is Yingjingjing, who has been missing for most of the night.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Ying Jingjing covered her mouth and smiled, revealing only her big eyes with affection.

She walked towards Chu Yunshen step by step, I don't know if it was an illusion, as long as she took every step, the fire would be a little smaller, and she looked like she was afraid of Yingjingjing.

Until Ying Jingjing walked in front of Chu Yunshen and stood a few steps away, Chu Yunshen didn't open his lips to speak.

Taking away the hand that blocked half of his face, Ying Jingjing gently flicked his sleeve twice, "Why is Your Highness silent?" Isn't the slave family beautiful? ”

Chu Yunshen stared at Yingjingjing in front of him, his eyes full of undisguised disgust.

In an instant, Chu Yunshen's figure moved.

He stepped forward through his sleeves and directly pinched Yingjingjing's slender neck, and said sharply: "What about Xiaoxiao?" Where did you get her? ”

Ying Jingjing's face turned red instantly, and she was forced to look up at Chu Yunshen.

Obviously, it was difficult to even breathe, but Ying Jingjing showed a beautiful smile. She slowed down her breath with difficulty, and squeezed a few words out of her mouth stiffly:

"Xiaoxiao? Your Highness is not confused, the slave family is Xiaoxiao. ”

Chu Yunshen's breathing was heavier, and he clamped Ying Jingjing's neck harder, repeating the words just now, word by word:

"What does this king ask you, where is Xiaoxiao?"

Ying Jingjing saw Chu Yunshen's expression, but smiled even more happily. When she smiled, it would involve Chu Yunshen to restrain her, so she coughed more violently.

After a cough, Ying Jingjing smiled hoarsely:

"I said it, I'm Cheng Xiaoxiao."

Chu Yunshen didn't speak again, just continued to tighten his palms little by little.

Ying Jingjing's breathing became slower and slower under Chu Yunshen's movements, her beautiful eyes began to become bloodshot, and her originally good-looking face was only monotonous red.

It wasn't until Ying Jingjing's eyes gradually blurred, and the speed of blinking became slower and slower, that Chu Yunshen couldn't even feel her breathing, that Chu Yunshen suddenly withdrew his hand and slammed Ying Jingjing aside.

In his eyes was the fiasco left behind by anger, and the powerlessness of decadence.

Chu Yunshen tilted his head and let the hair on his forehead cover his eyes, his hands hung down at his side, his body didn't move for a long time, and Ying Jingjing, who was thrown to his side, looked very good.

She gulped hard into the hard-earned air, coughing and laughing, smiling and smiling, but her cat eyes were full of tears. Her slender swan-like neck was covered with five terrifying fingerprints, which were clearly visible.

Ying Jingjing didn't care about this, but when she laughed, she was involved in the wound on her neck, and the pain was so painful that she unconsciously touched the wound.

finally couldn't help but snort, but Ying Jingjing smiled brighter than just now, like a spring day full of water in the pool, full of spring that was about to overflow.

Xu is Yingjingjing's smile was too dazzling, or it could be that Chu Yunshen would handle his emotions, and Chu Yunshen finally spoke again:

"Why did you arrest her?"

Ying Jingjing seemed to have heard some big joke, and there was a mockery on her face: "Your Highness thinks you can really give me what I want?" My appetite is huge, and what you say is not worth mentioning. ”

Looking at Yingjingjing, who was smiling like a hungry cat in front of him, Chu Yunshen's mind automatically appeared with the other woman in blue who always showed a sly smile.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Chu Yunshen put away the warmth in his eyes and asked coldly.

Seeing Chu Yunshen like this, Ying Jingjing suddenly put away the smile on his face, "You will never see Cheng Xiaoxiao again." ”

She raised her face to look at Chu Yunshen, and told Chu Yunshen extremely coldly: "As I said, there can only be one Cheng Xiaoxiao in this world, and that is me." ”

The ruthlessness in Chu Yunshen's eyes rose again, he stared at Yingjingjing in front of him, and the scenes when Yingjingjing negotiated with him before flashed in his mind.

When the tea is warm.

Ying Jingjing was forced to have no choice but to sit down and chat with Chu Yunshen slowly. ’

"As Your Highness can see, this secret letter is written by me to the prince of Wu Guo."