The boundless flames turned into an ocean of blood.

The flames climbed all the way along the bed tent, and the bright red tongue of fire swallowed up the exquisite embroidery, turning into billowing smoke, and the beams of the burning room collapsed and fell, brushing the tip of the nose of Miss Zhu Jiu, who was hiding by the bed.

"Yikes!"

Miss Zhu Jiu, who was trembling all over, couldn't help but scream. Then, as if restraining herself, she raised her hand and covered her mouth tightly.

There was a fire all around, and the door was locked.

She knew that no one would come to her rescue even if she screamed.

The tongue of fire burned her skin that she had carefully cared for before, the smoke irritated her eyes and nose, her throat was more painful like burning, and the delicate Miss Zhu Jiu was holding on to the ground and coughing until she almost vomited her heart and lungs.

What does it feel like to be burned to death?

Miss Zhu Jiu used to feel very painful when she was scalded by boiling water, even if she was scalded by steam, it was very painful, and she immediately wanted to withdraw her hand.

What does it feel like to be burned by the fire for an hour, burned by the fire, with charred skin and rotten flesh, and the whole body as if it was fried in an oil pan?

The surrounding fire burned more and more, and in the crackling and piercing burning sound, Miss Zhu Jiu first felt an incomparable heat, and then there was a sharp pain that made her want to die immediately!

Pain! Pain! Pain! It really hurts!

It's like a red-hot soldering iron on the skin, so painful!

She looked down, and in her blurred vision, she noticed that her clothes were also on fire.

There was a burnt smell of burnt flesh all around.

For a moment, Miss Zhu Jiu felt that she was familiar.

There is even a certain eerie smell of flesh in the burnt smell.

She still covered her mouth tightly.

But a scream of pain rushed straight up from the body uncontrollably, and was finally suppressed into a low and terrifying roar deep in the throat.

She had been comforting her for a long time when she had punctured her fingers, and she raised her head almost blankly and stared at the raging flames in all directions.

Bright red, like blood.

She's so stupid, really.

Just three days ago, she was the envy of all Huizhou women, with a prominent family background, loving relatives, and a stunning fiancé who was about to return.

She is the great-grandson of Zhu Hong, the founder of the country! She is the daughter of the fourth British Duke of Da Zhou and other dukes! is the fiancée of Duan Lizheng, the first prodigy case in Huizhou! She is a real celebrity of the prestigious family, a much-loved daughter!

Ten years ago, her father Chengjue was ambushed by the enemy army and died on the battlefield less than a year ago, and when the news came back, her mother, who had always been in poor health, fainted on the spot and left her after a year of lingering on the sickbed.

Her father's younger brother Zhu Kuan inherited the title of Duke of England, and her aunt Li became a Duchess of England.

Miss Zhu Jiu still remembers that at that time, the Li family took her hand and swore to the sky to the old British duchess and her great-grandmother Bai Laotaijun, saying that from now on she would definitely treat her as her own daughter and raise her well.

Hehe, biological daughter.

Miss Zhu Jiu, who was in the midst of the fire, let out a few faint laughs from between her fingers.

Li was really good to her. Brocade clothes and jade food, 100 according to 100 smooth.

She was carefully raised.

If it weren't for the fact that three days ago, she hid in Zhu Kuan's study and accidentally overheard the conversation between Zhu Kuan and the Li family, she might continue to regard her uncle and aunt as the benefactors who raised her.

"You told me not to touch that girl, you can raise her for almost ten years, and seeing that her fiancé Duan Jiaerlang is about to come back from Tiance Academy in Shendu, is it possible that we will watch this girl marry into the Duan family?"

Miss Zhu Jiu's ears echoed with her uncle's ridicule.

The Duan family Erlang in Zhu Kuan's mouth is the family that Miss Zhu Jiu's parents set for her when they were alive. The future husband she misses in her heart is her lifelong dependence. She was waiting for her lover to return with joy, carefully embroidering her wedding dress every day, thinking of the handsome man who was as handsome as the breeze and the moon, the happiness in her heart was about to overflow.

Hearing her uncle, who had always loved her, suddenly say such a thing, Miss Zhu Jiu's whole world collapsed.

"That girl has been scrapped, and the entire Huizhou Mansion knows that she is not worthy of the Duan family. But if you want to change her marriage contract for our daughter, you have to think again, and it's best to have an accident and do things beautifully. Just like the dead ghost brother who killed you back then, there has to be a justifiable reason. ”

However, after that, the words of her plain gentle and graceful aunt made Miss Zhu Jiu even more distracted.

She hid behind the bookshelf and covered her ears with her hands, but the conversation between the two still entered her brain like a magic sound, piercing her heart. Like a blade stabbed in and then torn fiercely, her heart was torn to pieces, and her flesh was blurred by Ling Chi.

Her biological parents died at the hands of her uncle and aunt who she once thought were the only ones left in this world and wanted to repay the kindness of nurturing for the rest of her life!

Miss Zhu Jiu covered her mouth tightly, hiding in the dark and shivering, feeling that her whole body was about to burst from the inside out.

She was reluctant for two days, and finally told her nurse, Mother Wang, about it.

The Li family spent nine years indeed raising her to waste, and Miss Zhu Jiu would have nothing and no one to rely on. If there is anyone else in this world who can believe it, Miss Zhu Jiu feels that there is only the old man Mother Wang left by her mother.

Mother Wang was also immediately taken aback when she heard Miss Zhu Jiu's words, and turned around the room in a panic a few times, and suddenly said to Miss Zhu Jiu, "Miss, let's set it on fire!" ”

"Set fire?"

The honest Mother Wang's eyes showed a bewitching light, but Miss Zhu Jiu, who had no master of the six gods, didn't notice it at all, she had no claim in her life, like a person in the water grabbing a life-saving straw and staring at the woman in front of her.

"The second master and the second wife put the iron bucket in this house, no matter what we do, we can't spread it, it's better to set a fire, the bigger the burn, the better, you can always attract the adults outside, my niece was almost burned to death in my own house, look at what face the second master still has in the officialdom! My uncle is coming back soon, and there is always someone who can help us get justice! ”

The more Mother Wang spoke, the more excited she became, and her wrinkled face became more and more hideous, looking like a rotten chrysanthemum.

Miss Zhu Jiu, who was carried away by hatred, didn't think much about it at all, and obeyed Mother Wang's words, sprinkled the vegetable oil stolen by Mother Wang from the kitchen on the bed and knocked over the candlestick.

The flames were blazing, and Miss Zhu Jiu felt a thrill of revenge.

But the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the raging fire seemed to go crazy, scurrying around with the wind, devouring everything with impunity, pulling everything in the room into this bloody hell.

She discussed with Wang's mother, but she didn't really want to set herself on fire, and sneaked out of the room when the fire burned.

Miss Zhu Jiu turned around, only to find that Mother Wang, who was originally standing beside her, was standing outside the door at some point, with her hand on the door.

Noticing Miss Zhu Jiu's gaze, Mother Wang showed a strange smile to her.

Then Wang's mother quickly closed the door, and there was a "click" sound, and there was a sound of locking outside.

Miss Zhu Jiu was about to go crazy, so she desperately grabbed the door of the room, pushed it hard, and the door closed tightly, not moving at all.

raised her for fifteen years, and locked her in the room with the raging fire.

She slammed and banged on the door with all her might, but received no response. The fire burned to the door and burned to Miss Zhu Jiu's white and tender fingertips.

How hot it was, her skin was hot, and her tears were raining down in pain.

Miss Zhu Jiu, who had been confused all her life, finally came to her senses at this moment.

Those people, those who killed her own parents, will kill her, and they will burn her alive!

When death came, Miss Zhu Jiu was sober and extremely cruel. She curled herself up in a ball, gritted her teeth, and was no longer willing to let out a single cry for help. Even if she dies, she doesn't beg for mercy from those wolf-hearted things!

Thick smoke billowed out, the smell of burnt flesh and skin came from the surroundings, and the sharp pain and suffocation came together, and Miss Zhu Jiu's consciousness gradually blurred.

Still, she gritted her teeth and stared wide.

She is not reconciled! She hates this world where everyone has betrayed her, she hates her weakness, powerlessness, stupidity, and arrogance! The hatred was so thick that it almost overwhelmed her entire body.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and Miss Zhu Jiu's eyes turned black for a while.

Ah, are you going to die?

Miss Zhu Jiu clearly felt her death. Feel like your soul is leaving your body.

The scorching heat of the sea of fire, the smell of burnt paste, the sound of houses collapsing, the bitter hatred, the unwillingness to cry blood, she felt her world spinning, the mountains and the earth cracking, life and death.

"Jingle Bell...... Jingle ...... Jingle ......"

In this sea of fire and hell, the crisp sound of the jade bell suddenly appeared.

Do people still hallucinate after they die?

Miss Zhu Jiu raised her head in the flames and saw the ghosts floating in the fire on the opposite bank.

The shadow of a young girl emerged from the flames.

In a trance, a strangely dressed girl walked towards her.

The girl's shining eyes are unforgettable, and they are really beautiful.

Behind the girl, there was a faint flowing flame, and the flame turned into bright red wings, generating the most gorgeous wings.

In the chaotic time and space, Miss Zhu Jiu heard a voice chanting slowly with a bell.

"Yingying Zhu Luan, from Nangang. Born in the fire, died in the fire. Gracefully departed, and soared in the river. Once bloody, there is a new emperor. This hatred is indefinite, and this wish is to be repaid. No more mortal revenge, the sun and the moon are gone! ”

Miss Zhu Jiu took a few breaths and opened her eyes wide, trying to see this strange scene more clearly, but her fragile mind finally ran out of oil, and in her hazy vision, she realized that she was about to die, and there was no chance to take revenge!

She had an intuition that this girl was here to replace her, Miss Zhu Jiu was born with evil guts, and the courage came from nowhere, staring at her blood-red eyes, like a ghost, she grabbed this girl who came to her like a ghost!

"Avenge me", her voice had become hoarse and unpleasant, and she repeated through gritted teeth, "Revenge!" Avenge! Avenge! Avenge! Revenge ......"

The girl who was caught by her looked at Miss Zhu Jiu with a surprised face, trying to get rid of Miss Zhu Jiu, but I don't know if Miss Zhu Jiu has turned into a ghost, and her hand is like an iron tong!

The girl let out a long sigh and leaned down to get closer to Miss Zhu Jiu's face, her voice was deep and distinct, ringing in Miss Zhu Jiu's ears like a crisp bell.

"No one can ignore human life, no one can be evil, you go, I will help you take revenge."

The last light in Miss Zhu Jiu's eyes flashed out, and then she burst into an illusory smile and exhaled her last breath.

She fell into an eternal slumber with a satisfied smile.

Some say they will avenge her.

Not sure why.

She believed in her.

In the first eight years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhu Ying, a young lady of Zhu Jiu of the British public in Huizhou Mansion, was burned to death in her room.

Originally full of hope for the future, she fell from an illusory mirage.

Pieces.