It knew that it had no way to chase them into the fire, so it simply guarded outside, as long as the emperor dared to come out, it could eat them all alive in one bite.

They are in a dilemma right now, go out, and the green face yells that they can't be defeated, but if they go in, they will definitely die.

Ye Yueming is a mortal in the end, and at this moment, because the distance from the mountain fire is getting closer and closer, he has begun to breathe rapidly.

To make matters worse, the flowers and trees burned by the wildfires were filled with sparse ashes, which filled the sky and could not be avoided.

Even if there is a way to temporarily protect Ye Yueming with his aura, he is helpless with such ashes, and after a while, Ye Yueming already has some meaning of not breathing.

Seeing that Ye Yueming's chest was rising and falling more and more, Emperor Xi's heart became more and more anxious: "Your Highness, you hold on." ”

Ye Yueming nodded again and again as if reflexively, and the strength of the nod became stronger and stronger, but even so, it couldn't hide that when he was breathing now, his voice was like pulling a bellows.

Emperor Xi knew that if this continued, something would definitely happen to Ye Yueming, so he hurriedly dragged Praruo and asked, "What should I do?" Can't you save her? If this continues, His Highness will die of dehydration. ”

Di Xi is very anxious in her heart now, but she can't do anything except eagerly, because she herself has no aura at all, thinking of this, Di Xi is even more worried.

Prajna has nothing to do about it, he can only use his aura to protect Ye Yueming and ensure that Ye Yueming doesn't die too soon, but other than that, there are very few things he can sit on.

"Xi, you have to make a choice, go out or die, between the two, you have to choose one." As if the wound in Emperor Xi's heart was not big enough, she was still tearing her wound.

Emperor Xi trembled, and then said tremblingly: "I...... I got ......."

How will she choose? Go out and face the green face roar? Or just break into the fire and burn the three of them?

These two choices were painful enough for Emperor Xi, so she didn't dare to make a judgment for a long time.

Just as her breathing became slow and weak, a long howl suddenly came from above their heads.

Hearing this voice, Emperor Xi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

She knew whose voice it belonged to, and who it was - Listening to the Crane.

The thing that Ye Yueming released before was Tinghe's feathers, in order to tell Tinghe to let him leave. But they didn't expect Tinghe to appear beside them instead of leaving.

"County Lord, how are you doing?" Listen to the crane hovering in the sky, but it doesn't look like it's about to fall.

Emperor Xi replied with a snort: "It's not good, Your Highness will die if you roast it any longer." ”

After hearing this, Crane swooped down and landed beside them steadily, and his wings also spread, protecting the three of them under his wings: "Don't go any further, I can still protect you here." ”

Emperor Xi knew before that Tinghe could resist the devouring of some tongues of fire a little, but he didn't expect that Tinghe's ability to fight against flames was even more powerful than he thought.

"You're here like this, what should I do with Mr. Kungo?" Emperor Xi hid under the protection of Tinghe with some worry, but he was inevitably worried about Kunwu's safety.

Listening to the crane's voice, because of the emperor's question, he immediately choked up: "Sir, he ...... I've put him in a safe place for the time being, and when the fire is extinguished, I'll take him out again and find a place to bury him. ‘

Knowing that Mr. Kunwu must not survive in that situation, but when he heard Tinghe say in such a determined tone that he was going to bury Kungo, that feeling still made people feel a little unhappy in their hearts.

Their companion, a good person, was killed by someone with his own name, and this hatred of the emperor was kept in mind, as long as there was a chance, she must find a way to make these people pay for their blood debts.

Thinking of this, Emperor Xi's eyes darkened.

The invisible anger quietly covered Di Xi's whole body, making her eyes full of anger and resentment, but what even Di Xi didn't notice was that her eyes suddenly found a slight change at this moment, but this change was only for a moment, and after a while, the gaze containing anger gradually disappeared.

The two-color flute on the emperor's waist seemed to be inspired by something, and suddenly began to hum, and the emperor's seal was a little confused, so he took the two-color flute off his waist, and then saw that the two-color flute was exuding a warm light.

This is a kind of light that is not very incomprehensible, not noisy, but faintly with a little bit of sharpness, such a temperament should not be possessed by a bamboo flute.

Di Xi looked at the two-color flute, and inevitably felt a little stunned, she stared at the two-color flute, and her voice was a little confused: "You...... Are you ...... What's ......? ”

The two-color flute seemed to be able to understand the thoughts in Emperor Xi's heart, and it hummed, looking extremely happy, and the rhythm of its own music became particularly pleasant and beautiful.

Emperor Xi was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "I understand you." As she spoke, she brought the two-color flute to her lips.

Seeing Emperor Xi doing this, Praruo was stunned on the spot: "Xi, don't mess around." ”

Emperor Xi shrugged his shoulders, but his expression was very relaxed: "Don't worry, I know it." ”

Of course, it is not possible for her body to play the two-color flute for a long time, but playing the two-color flute in a short period of time is not a big problem, and she does not have to be stupid to really exhaust herself to be considered okay.

As the sound of Qingyue's flute came from the mouth of the emperor's seal, Panruo looked through the gap in the wings, but he could see that the blue-faced roar outside seemed to feel some kind of intimidation, drooping his head and quietly fleeing.

Such a welcome change made Prajna's eyes light up instantly: "We can go out." ‘

"Don't worry." Emperor Xi and Tinghe spoke at the same time, and warned Prajna: "Don't be too anxious now, I know that Your Highness's life and death are uncertain, and you are worried, but no one can guarantee that Qingmian is leaving like this is not waiting for a rake, now is not the time to be rash, let's wait." ”

Hearing Emperor Xi say this, Prajna's heart became less stable: "Young master, he ......"

"Don't worry, how can a human spirit like Ye Yueming say that he is dead? Besides, if he hears the crane here, he just wants to die, I'm afraid it's difficult. Emperor Xi said, pursed his lips and smiled again: "I believe in Your Highness." ”

Praruo also has no strength to oppose the emperor's words, after all, the emperor's cognition of world affairs is still a grade higher than that of the emperor's life anyway, and the emperor's understanding of human feelings and sophistication is far inferior to the emperor's sophistication, and naturally in the judgment of some things, it is far inferior to the emperor's seal.