Today, seeing Peng Meihua become this tragic image, Zhang Butcher didn't know where he got the courage, so he actually carried a bucket of black pig blood and rushed towards Peng Meihua, splashing all the bucket of black pig blood on Peng Meihua's body.

Tortured by the scorching flames, Miss Peng vaguely saw in a trance that someone rushed over with a big wooden barrel in her hand to save herself, and she couldn't help but feel proud in her heart.

They were still afraid of her father.

When she's done putting out the fire, she'll get in touch with her father and kill the two pesky cats and the people who have beaten the family she's brought!

To Miss Peng's surprise, the cool and crystal water that could extinguish the fire did not splash on her, but there was a blood-red liquid, accompanied by a fishy wind!

Miss Peng didn't react at all, and was splashed with pig blood by Zhang Butcher!

Although the black pig's blood is also a liquid, it does not play a role in extinguishing the fire at the moment.

Feng Jiao's strange fire is not so easy to extinguish.

Instead of extinguishing the flames of the Burning Lotus, they became angry because someone had poured a bucket of black pig blood, and the flames burned even more vigorously.

"Ahh Miss Peng couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly fell to the ground, rolling while trying to extinguish the flames on her body.

Miss Peng's already dark and ugly face, first the skin was open, the nose was torn, and now it was burned by the flames, which scorched her long black and beautiful hair, and also burned her already swarthy skin, and just now she was splashed with a bucket of black pig blood, and now she is rolling on the ground, rolling in mud, which looks simply miserable.

Seeing Miss Peng rolling all over the ground, Boss Zhao, who opened a silk and satin village who was named by her to help, did not dare to step forward at this moment, for fear of being affected by Miss Peng's rolling posture, he instead glanced at the man holding the little white cat, but saw the man standing there calmly holding his little white cat, the whole person was like a green bamboo that the wind could not blow down and the snow could not be broken.

Although he has an ordinary-looking face, the whole person exudes a majestic and noble momentum, which people dare not underestimate.

Although Boss Zhao is just a small trader selling silk, his eyesight is not bad, and with that man's every move, it can be seen that that person's identity must be either rich or expensive.

Tsk, it seems that the eldest lady of the Peng family has kicked the iron plate this time!

He was afraid of offending the Peng family, but he was even more afraid that he would offend a force greater than the Peng family! Boss Zhao quietly wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead, and secretly stopped thinking about calling someone to fetch water in the backyard to help Miss Peng extinguish the fire.

Just when Miss Peng was in pain and at a loss, a voice suddenly came from a small alley not far ahead: "What the hell is going on here?!" Plum blossoms, plum blossoms, what's wrong with you?! ”

A man who was tall and big, with a dark face, and looked very similar to Peng Meihua, a man who cultivated as a Xuan-level Immortal King, walked over to this side.

Seeing this, Feng Jiao knew that it was Miss Peng's father, that is, President Peng Guangming, who covered the sky with one hand and bullied the people in this Linjiang City.

She glanced at Ling Yuan, and when she saw that he nodded to her, she withdrew her strange fire without a trace.