Feeling that the girl in her arms stiffened, and the strength of the struggle was no longer so tough, Tang Li softened her voice and tried to communicate with her: "Xiaozhou, the fire is so big, ^"

"You don't want to go in again."

Crackling, crackling, the fire chewed the wood of the Chunsheng Pavilion, destroying everything, the pillars of the Chunsheng Pavilion were burned, the ridge, the beams, and the rafters were burned by the fire, and the first pressed down, colliding with the ground heavily, shattering and scattering, sonorous, like a boulder thrown into the sea, the sound was shocking, the waves were bursting, and all people's expectations were pressed into the most desperate abyss.

With a bang, Chunsheng Pavilion could no longer support it, under the fierce attack of the fire, it was finally a feather, the building collapsed, the fire chips were scattered everywhere, the scorching flames were like blood, the wind was like a waterfall, and the smoke was blown to a whistling sound, as if to smoke the eyes of blind people.

Lian Zhou finally lost the strength to struggle, and fell softly into Tang Li's arms, his face was pale like a dead corpse, but a pair of eyes were open, looking straight into the distance, as if he had no focus.

Tang Li felt that her body was very cold, and hurriedly put her down, then turned around, held her shoulder, and lowered her head to look at her.

The girl lowered her head, her little head hanging down from her neck, and never lifted it.

"Sister Song, you're finally awake."

"Sister Song, it's good that you're back."

"We pulled the hook, I, Sister Xiao Song, and my brother, the three of us will always be together."

"I thought you wouldn't come back, and I thought you wouldn't bud anymore......"

"Little Sister Song......"

The sunlight hit the thin window paper, and the warmth leaked into the room, and the child poked out of her little head, her face was covered with mud, and the child's eyes were shining, like a star, she split her mouth, tilted her head and smiled: "Sister Song, ^"

"Sister Song, have you forgotten? Sister Xiao Song, Ya'er, and brother, we have pulled the hook, we are a family, and there is no need to say thank you between the family. ”

We are family.

The child's voice is so crisp and soft, and there is some milky immaturity, which makes people soft to the heart.

No one knew how much those words made waves in her heart. Her parents are dead, there are few relatives, she is a good man, she gets very little care, she was adrift in her previous life, and now she has no fixed place, while facing this strange world, she also has to defend against the cruelty of others.

However, when she was most confused, when she was most tired, the child named Ya'er took her hand and said to her, "Sister Song, we are a family. ”

The child, who was a head shorter than her, thin and small, stood in front of her and told her, "To me, although you are not my own sister, you are as important as my brother, and I cannot let you be hurt." ”

At that time, the twilight was four, the darkness of the sky was silent, the night wind swayed, the trees in the distance were swaying, the frogs in the lake were bursting, and the night was so thick that everything was obscured, but in her heart, a vigorous warm sun rose inexplicably.

Someone will treat her sincerely.

The wind swayed, and finally stopped, the light of the fire flickered, burning the remains of the building, and the air was full of the smell of burning, wood, porcelain, silk, cloth, tea, and human corpses, fluttering in the wind, like dead aquatic plants.

Lian Zhou suddenly felt a surge of qi and blood, and the grief and indignation in her heart were like a sharp cannon that had been ignited, inexorably erupting in her chest.

God, why are you doing this to me? Why do you crush all my hopes? Why?

Others can turn over the clouds and rain, they can easily dominate the fate of others, they can be unbridled, and treat other people's lives as if they were mustard, and I, I take a step, fate will force me to take a step, what I care about, what I care about, all dead and wounded, have turned into a piece of loess, why?

She is only seven years old, her body is still so small, her facial features have not yet grown, she has not had time to see the world clearly, her life has not had time to bloom, how can she wither without prediction?

"Xiaozhou, cry if you want to, don't bear it." Tang Li's big hand wrapped the girl's clenched fist and comforted softly.

The girl's fists were clenched tightly, and her head was still so low that she would not lift it.

Tang Li squatted down, and under the faint light of the fire, the red liquid dripped from the girl's fist, drop by drop, gradually staining the pale little hands.

Tang Li frowned, and held the girl's face with her hand, but saw that her face was pale, her blood was lost, and her lips were as white as paper.

Tang Li gently patted her face, Lian Zhou came back to his senses, his eyes narrowed, and then vigorously pushed away the man in front of him.

Tang Li saw the girl's cruel eyes, and couldn't help but say: "Xiaozhou, you ......" He frowned and slowly stood up.

Lian Zhou sneered, and a coldness burst out in his eyes: "You don't need to pretend there, now that all my hopes are gone, don't you and your Xiao Meng feel very happy?" ”

Tang Li's brows furrowed even tighter, and he spoke: "Xiao Zhou, you don't think that Xiao Meng did it, right?" When you think about it calmly, he doesn't have to do it at all. ”

Lian Zhou sneered, and just wanted to speak, but he caught a glimpse of the branches of the Huatang Inn, and there was a faint white figure standing, and the leaves and branches overlapped to block his body, and under the light of the fire, the red mole on his forehead seemed to be reflected in the leaf gap.

The anger in Lianzhou's heart surged up, her shoulders shook unconsciously, and she clenched her hands into fists, trying to calm the anger in her heart.

This person, at the beginning, was coy, false and wronged, and now he is killing all of them, destroying people, he killed the Song family army who came to save her, put her on the street of Yudu Street to show the public, and now he has set fire to Chunsheng Pavilion, making things difficult for her, being ruthless to her, pressing her with power, and pressing her with other people's lives, which is unbearable!

She's going to kill him!

She clenched her fists tightly, the blood in her hands flowed even more violently, the pain calmed her mind for a moment, and her mind was much clearer, hehe, kill him? How to kill? Can she kill him? He was powerful and guarded, and he might have been killed by him before she killed him.

Tang Li saw that the girl's eyes were burning and looked at the front right, and she wanted to move her eyes to see the situation over there, but she didn't expect that at this time, the girl turned her head, looked at him, her lips were biting, and tears rolled down drop by drop.

Tears flowed down the contour of the girl's chin and fell to the ground like beads with broken threads.

She said, "Tang Li, I ......"

Tang Li couldn't bear it, walked forward, wiped her face with her sleeve, and saw that the girl's face was still raining down tears, Tang Li said with some helplessness: "How can you say that you cry when you cry." ”

"Tang Li, I, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now, I just didn't say anything because I was too sad, I didn't think so in my heart."

The girl cried so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, which looked particularly distressing.