"What does this person want to do, what is he looking for" The elf Wuxi muttered to himself and looked at the man in black in front of him, how could this man in black be a little familiar, his breath seemed to have smelled somewhere.

Wuxi carefully observed the person in front of him, wanting to see if he could find any clues, this person must not be doing any good thing to run here without sleeping at night, sneaky, sneaky.

"Why not" The man rummaged through the bookshelves and found them again and again, but he still couldn't find them, and he went under the bed to look for them, but he didn't find anything.

He was looking for something, and he looked anxious.

"Damn, where is it hidden, such a big box, where is Feng Qing hiding, digging three feet into the ground to find it."

If you can't find it, destroy it, this is the order given by the master, and it is better to destroy it than to fall into the hands of others.

"That's all there is to do for now."

The man took out the firebox, opened the door, and threw the lighted torch into it, and he locked the room from the outside, so that by the time he found it on fire, it was almost burning.

"Fire" Wuxi saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and began to panic, it was afraid of fire, what the dark elves were most afraid of was fire and light, this fire was not too big, but, how to get out of here.

"Help me, help me, help me"

"Take me, take me, take me with you, leave, save me"

A female voice suddenly remembered in Wuxi Xi's mind, Wuxi was terrified, there are still people here, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over.

"Help me, I'm in the corner of the bookshelf, I'm a red umbrella, you save me, the fire is about to burn me, help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die"

"Red Umbrella"

The red in the corner was shivering, she was afraid of fire, she was afraid of fire, and it would burn her to dust, nothing.

"Help me, I can get smaller, you can fly, save me, okay" Red umbrella supplicant, now the only one who can rely on is the immature elf Wuxi in front of him, I don't know if this little guy is good to risk saving himself, elves are afraid of fire, the kind that is very afraid, the fire will burn them, and the ghost fire will burn off the wings.

The flame in front of him was a ghost fire, and the fire did not show a dark blue glow because it had been handled, and the person who set it on fire wanted to burn all spiritual things.

"Help, help, help, I don't want to die, please, help me."

She is afraid of fire, once the ghost fire burns her, she really disappears from the world, there is nothing left, she is originally a wisp of soul transformed, she has no entity, she can only rely on an umbrella to maintain her life, her master separated her from the original body and gave it to the hostess.

However, the mistress did not know that she was conscious, and kept her in the corner, and she could not communicate with the mistress until the mistress died, and her descendants saw her, and she could try to communicate with the mistress's children, but it would take a while, and she would have to wait until the time came.

"Xixi is afraid of Xixi and doesn't dare to go over." Wuxi was very scared to look at the red umbrella, there was a fire over there, there were a lot of flames, Wuxi was very afraid that it would set himself on fire.

"Afraid"

"Please save me soon, I will become a small umbrella, you pull me, I will fly you out, otherwise, we will both die."