Suddenly, the acid water in Chu Shancheng's nervous stomach gushed up, and he vomited out all at once.

When Chu Shancheng raised his head again, a blue-gray smoke slowly rose from the direction of Nanjing City Prison, getting higher and higher, Chu Shancheng wiped the corners of his mouth in disbelief, clamped the horse with his feet, and slowly drove in the direction of Qingyan.

Gradually, not only the green smoke, but also the red sparks came out little by little, forming a large fireball, which rolled bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, and he was dazzled by the red, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and his stomach churned even more.

The wound on his chest seemed to have been ripped open by two arms, digging at his internal organs, he couldn't hold it all at once, his upper body fell on the horse, lying on the horse's back and watching in disbelief as the prison in Nanjing City was engulfed in flames, and the flames were everywhere.

He couldn't tell whether it was his heart being uncomfortable or the wound was painful, tears burst out of his eyes at once, lying on the horse and roaring "Ah~~~~~" in a low voice one after another, Chu Shancheng couldn't help but bury his face in the horse's long and redundant hair with tears in his eyes.

After Weng Xiang was scolded by Chu Shancheng, Chu Shancheng had already walked away, and Weng Xiang dared to slowly pull the reins and quietly follow him.

He felt ashamed in his heart, knowing that he was sorry for Chu Shancheng, and he didn't dare to bump into Chu Shancheng's angry anger now, so he tried his best to hide his traces and walked far behind Chu Shancheng.

Chu Shancheng suddenly stopped and vomited in the middle of the way, Weng Xiang was very worried, I didn't know if he wanted to step forward to take care of Chu Shancheng, when he looked up, he also saw that the fire in the direction of the prison was getting bigger and bigger.

Only then did he understand what he had done wrong!

Chu Shancheng lay on the horseback and no longer walked forward, but the guilt in Weng Xiang's heart made him completely attracted by the fire in front of him, passing by Chu Shancheng lying on horseback, his eyes were still staring at the fire in the direction of the prison.

He pulled the jailer who was busy watering at the prison door and shouted, "Is there anyone named Dong Xiaowan in the prison!" Say! Is there anyone named Dong Xiaowan? How's she doing?"

Weng Xiang's strength was very strong, and he shook the jailer for a long time before he spoke, and his tone was still disdainful: "Don't talk about Dong Xiaowan, there is no one in prison tonight who is alive, all of them are dead!" ”

The jailer's words were like a sharp sword, directly inserted into Weng Xiang's chest, Weng Xiang suddenly softened, like a puddle of mud falling to the ground, constantly muttering to himself: "It's all my fault!" It's all my fault! ”

Chu Shancheng looked at Weng Xiang in front of him suddenly kneeling on the ground, and there were signs in his heart, just like the white afterimage that he didn't hold when his mother died, he dreamed back many times at midnight, and never pulled it.

Chu Shancheng suddenly raised his head, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, the horses were so shocked that they trembled, the crimson BMW seemed to be human, and when he looked back, the horse's eyes were also full of sadness.

Chu Shancheng's legs couldn't support the horse at all, and he fell off the side of the horse, losing all his strength.

Chu Shancheng remembered Dong Xiaowan's sly smile like a little fox, and he couldn't help himself with sadness, crying while crawling in the direction of the prison little by little.

Unexpectedly, from the north side of the prison, a group of horses with a dozen people also came at this time, and the leader was bearded and coarsely dressed, and he was holding a young woman who was so delicate that he could not be fathomed.

Sealing them, they heard the news of Dong Xiaowan when they returned to the capital from the north, and they came directly to Nanjing before they had time to return to the palace to reply to the decree, and they didn't even enter the gate of Beijing City.

At this time, the seal was no longer curious about whether Dong Xiaowan was his daughter, and after hearing the news that Dong Xiaowan might have an accident, his heart tightened, because he had already regarded Dong Xiaowan as a daughter.

No matter what the facts are, he must not let Dong Xiaowan have an accident!

The seal stopped and rushed to Nanjing with several old generals who went to the Mongolian tribes together, and they didn't stop.

Looking at the raging fire rising from the prison, the seal felt unprecedented anger and sadness, his hands and Bai Ruoyun in his arms trembled together, he was so scared!

Almost halfway from seeing the fire to the prison, the seal threw himself off the horse, but as if nothing had happened, like a fierce horse running to Weng Xiang's side, Weng Xiang on the ground like a puddle of mud, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted at Weng Xiang's face: "Dong Xiaowan!" Dong Xiaowan! ”

Weng Xiang's tears of fear came out, and he squeezed out a "burning........... burn", as if stammering, the word "death" remained, and no matter what, I didn't dare to say it.

The seal angrily threw Weng Xiang out a long way at once, poured a bucket of water carried by the jailer next to him on himself at once, rushed into the fire, and shouted: "Dong Xiaowan! Dong Xiaowan! ”

was stopped by more than a dozen jailers near the door: "All burned to death, don't go inside!" Can't you understand people! ”

The seal shouted, "Get out!" ”

The dozen or so jailers who were blocking him in front of him were all hugged to the ground at once and rushed in.

At first, the seal was so smoked by the fire and fog that he couldn't see anything, and he almost couldn't open his eyes, but his pace didn't stop at all, and a force called "Father" in him was urging him to go forward, all the way to the deepest part of the prison, and there was no fear in his heart at all.

The beams in front of and behind the seal kept collapsing, and there was a burst of fire in front of him like a demon in front of him, but the seal was like not seeing danger and not feeling pain, and kept moving forward, all the way forward.

Until the deepest part of the prison, the seal saw at a glance that the shriveled and blackened corpse that was about the same size as Dong Xiaowan was lying flat in the center of the prison.

The seal stepped forward, picked up the stiffened corpse with both hands, and strode outside with tears in his eyes.

In the fierce firelight, the crackling sound resounded in the sky, and the cry of the seal was silent, but it was tearing lungs.

The jailer at the door of the prison holding a bucket to extinguish the fire seemed to be in disbelief, watching the seal come out of the fire, he was burned to the ground, and his face was blackened by the fire, but he could see that his tears left two white marks on his black face.

Holding the already stiff corpse in his hand, the seal slowly walked out of the firelight, and Bai Ruoyun suddenly fell to his knees, crying tears like rain.

The seal seemed to be crazy, and roared with all his confidence: "God is unfair, God is unfair!" ”

The seal knelt at the door of the prison at once, still holding the corpse tightly in his hands, and slowly and carefully placed it on the ground.

clenched the fists of his hands, his whole body trembled, and he roared again and again: "Ah~~~~"