"Just to see him?" Jiang Futing waved his hand, and the black thread around his neck turned around his body.

Xu Ping didn't say anything directly, just smiled faintly and acquiesced.

Jiang Futing looked at it and sighed helplessly, "Didn't you say it before?" ”

"But he's not doing well." Xu Ping hung his head, and the snowflakes that fell in the air miraculously covered his body, and his hair was unconsciously covered with a white goose feather.

It turns out that the yang energy that covers him can make him truly imitate people to live, but the fake is fake after all.

Jiang Futing frowned, "How did you find out?" ”

Xu Ping smiled bitterly and didn't explain again: "It doesn't matter now, let's go, won't you take me to find your senior brother?" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him deeply, Xu Ping's eyes were covered with too many vicissitudes, and all his emotions and thoughts were clouded together by these fogs, making people unable to see the bottom at a glance.

Like those countless nights of waiting, it is full of variety.

Jiang Futing pulled the black line with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other, and the first row of the communication was Bai Tang's name, since he completely opened his heart and was willing to accept the ghost path sincerely, the emergency contact on it was changed to Bai Tang's name.

Before his fingertips could press on the familiar name, the ghost qi controlled in his hand suddenly felt a violent struggle and energy fluctuations, the strength was not large, but with the intensity of the fluctuation reaction, he could feel the eagerness of the person's emotions.

Then a pungent burning smell spread from behind him and poured into his nostrils.

When Jiang Futing raised his head at that moment, he saw Xu Ping's panicked face.

"Guo Yanfang! Are you crazy! How did you just promise me! Xu Ping raised his head and roared loudly upstairs, and his instantly reddened eyes continued to enlarge in Jiang Futing's sight.

Jiang Futing turned his head at the same time, and when he looked up, the billowing smoke was gushing out, constantly churning out from the cracks in the windows on the fourth floor.

He could clearly see that the windows above were closed, but they couldn't stop the black smoke from squeezing out of the gaps.

He heard Xu Ping's voice and emotions burst like scorching smoke from above at that moment.

"You let me go, I'll go up and save him!" Xu Ping kept struggling, desperately shouting to the people upstairs: "Guo Yanfang! You come out! Come out of here! You just told me that you can't do this! ”

Jiang Futing ignored what he said, and the fingertips in his hand quickly dialed out 119 at the same time.

The heat wave above kept rushing out, and Jiang Futing could feel the scorching heat inside across the floor.

The ferocious flames burned unscrupulously, spreading rapidly, and when he hung up the phone, he could almost see through the glass above the bright light of the fire that was covering the room and trying to break through.

"Ahh make move

It's on fire! ”

"Who's on fire!"

"Call 119 and 120!"

The frightened screams of the crowd rang in their ears, and people in the stairs kept running out of their homes in a messy manner wearing slippers wrapped in quilts.

Jiang Futing quickly stopped a person who ran out of the building, "Borrow me the quilt." ”

The man did not come back to his senses in the panic of the fire, and when he talked to him, he raised his head and was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted to something, and quickly ripped off the quilt on his body and handed it over.

"Thank you." Jiang Futing took the quilt and rushed upstairs.

When he heard the sound of eager footsteps following behind, he turned around and scolded coldly: "What are you doing with it!" ”

Xu Ping had already pressed the panic in his eyes at this moment, and looked at him firmly: "I will save people." ”

Jiang Futing slammed the burned iron door with the quilt tightly wrapped, and he looked at Xu Ping with sharp eyes: "What are you kidding, do you want to go in and burn to ashes?" ”

"Me." Xu Ping was stunned, he forgot, he had forgotten that he didn't have any ghost energy on his body, he was just a simple soul with no power, so what should I do, what should I do.

"What should I do?" Xu Ping looked at him eagerly and panickedly, his eyes full of worry about the people in the room.

"Stay away! I'm in! Jiang Futing felt that the door had begun to loosen, and hurriedly shouted at Xu Ping.

As soon as he finished speaking, "Bang! The iron door was suddenly pushed open.

The heat wave and air flow gushed out like a flood beast from inside, and the moment Jiang Futing retreated, the ghost qi in his palm instantly gushed out, wrapping Xu Ping firmly and pushing him to the bottom of the stairs.

Everything in the room glowed red, and under the scorching heat, the air currents in the air twisted and churned, and everything was crooked.

Jiang Futing turned around and said to Xu Ping: "You are waiting for me here." After he finished speaking, he covered the quilt and rushed inside.

He has felt the process of fighting the fire too many times in Xu Ping's memory, and he is so skilled that his limbs will have subconscious instinctive operation reactions.

But he didn't wear a firefighter suit or any protective measures, and the moment he entered the burning room, even if he was wrapped in a winter quilt, he could feel his skin burned by the heat, and it didn't take long for his skin to start hurting.

Guo Yanfang's house is already very messy, all of them are paper, clothes, all kinds of boxes, and items everywhere.

Jiang Futing began to feel a burnt smell from the quilt pressing on his body, even if he was not in direct contact with the open flame, the fibers on the quilt were estimated to have reached the ignition point under the high temperature for a long time.

He took a stride careful to avoid the flames burning in the living room, and just as he reached the hallway, the wallpaper on the side of the corridor and the wooden ceiling on the ceiling began to fall down piece by piece.

The fire had apparently spread from the room inside, and the hallway was filled with red flames burning on both sides

Everything in the house was surrounded by fire.

The fiery serpent danced like a demon from hell devouring the remnants of life, and flaming wood crumbs and wallpaper kept falling.

Jiang Futing intently observed the chaotic and intertwined flames in front of him, and tried to grab a trace of flaws and gaps from between the flames.

His body was constantly sweating under the long-term high temperature soaking, and the bangs on his forehead were as if they had just been salvaged from the water, and a handful of them were clinging to his forehead.

Jiang Futing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a step and rushed inside.

The quilt began to burn under the flames next to the wall, and the pungent and choking temperature continued to pound his nasal passages.

Just as he was about to touch the door, the cabinet next to it was burned and suddenly collapsed.

"Boom!" The cabinet slammed down and slammed across the door.

The moment it touched the door, the flames and the door began to burn violently, and the wooden beams on the ceiling smashed down and pressed against the cabinet.

When the sparks splashed, Jiang Futing instinctively took a few steps back, and when he came back to his senses, the door in front of him had been tightly encircled by the sudden burst of fire.

"Guo Yanfang!" Jiang Futing gritted his teeth and shouted to the people in the room.

The ghost qi in his hand kept surging, but he didn't have time to contact the obstruction in front of him, and the ghost qi was burned by the high-temperature firelight, and he couldn't move it directly, but he couldn't get in either.

Jiang Futing's heart began to surge with a sense of tension and urgency.

"Guo Yanfang!" The ghost qi in his hand continued to condense and cover his limbs, but it was still the same as just now, every time Jiang Futing wanted to touch the cabinet in front of him, he began to consume it very quickly.

This time, the palm of the hand touched the cabinet, but the moment it touched, the sound of "呲呑" could be clearly heard.

In addition to the sound of ghost qi burning on his hands, there is also a "crackling" sound when the wood burns.

Guo Yanfang didn't respond inside, Jiang Futing kept expecting in his heart that he would just inhale the smoke and simply faint.

It would take at least five minutes for 119 to get here, but Guo Yanfang couldn't stay up for these five minutes.

Jiang Futing's deep eyes sank even darker, and in this red fire, it was a little dazzling.

He tested the time that his ghost qi could block on the flame over and over again, until he confirmed the speed at which he moved the cabinet and the time that the ghost qi could last, a cold wind surged around him again, and the soaring black gas and fire light were mixed together, looking indescribably gorgeous.

He poured all his strength into the palm of his hand and grabbed the cabinet stuck in front of the door.

The moment his skin touched the flames, he could feel the intense burning pain, the accumulated ghost qi was rapidly consumed, and he felt the power in his body continue to drain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the stuck cabinet was finally lifted up a corner by him.

He continued to support it very carefully, but as the ghost aura in his palms grew

It is light, and the pain felt on the skin is getting more and more intense.

Almost, almost!

He stared at the direction of the door, the ghost qi in his body continued to move carefully into the palm of his hand, and the moment the cabinet was removed, there was another movement above his head.

The moment Jiang Futing raised his head, he only saw the remaining hanging wooden beams quickly smashing down with monstrous firelight.

The ghost qi was used to the extreme at this moment, and Jiang Futing quickly threw the open cabinet into the corner, but the wooden beam fell, and just when he thought he was going to be smashed, the wooden beam hung on the tip of his nose.

Jiang Futing's eyes widened, rolling his somewhat dry throat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Until the burning wooden beam hanging over his body swayed and shook away from his eyes with a clattering sound.

Jiang Futing shook his body at this time, the clothes on his body were all wet to his pants, and when he turned his head in the direction where the wooden beam was removed, the shock on his face didn't have time to calm down, and a little anger swelled up: "Xu Ping! Get out of here! ”

Xu Ping didn't seem to hear it, he stood there silently and looked at himself.

His soul was somewhat transparent, and his body seemed to melt into the flames, and there were red flames around him.

Then, the handsome face disappeared without even the last trace of struggle, and the fortitude on the face was particularly eye-catching in this scorching sea.

Jiang Futing saw him continue to walk towards him, and was about to turn a part of the ghost qi on his body into a part and rush towards him, Xu Ping was caught off guard and ran over at a speed, and pushed himself hard.

Jiang Futing turned his head and only heard him say calmly: "No need, you wait outside." ”

(End of chapter)