Chapter 117 In the face of the fire, Bai Tong is reckless, and he finds a way out The Scarlet King is in distress Plus more, Fi___ Two chocolates~~~

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Chen Zhinan and his entourage came to the halfway up the mountain, how could they resist the fierce fire, and they actually cut off the road ahead.

Riding the night breeze, the flames are like rows of ocean waves, rushing towards people with a suffocating burning sensation.

Chen Zhinan and the others retreated backwards for dozens of steps before they stood firm.

"You can't go any further." Chen Zhinan Rush Road. "You guys, try to take a detour to see if you can find another mountain road to pass through."

Several of the officials were ordered to go.

The fire spread gradually, and the stone steps leading to the mountain were engulfed in flames.

"Chen Gongzi, the fire is too fast, even if we go far away, we can't rush over, and the fire is spreading to the mountain, even if we pass, we can't find a way to retreat......" The officials who went to find the way came back quickly, and their faces were blackened by smoke one by one.

"Your Excellen......cy," Ghostface whispered suddenly, "this tree...... It seems that someone has poured fire oil. ”

Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, and reached out and pulled out the saber on the waist of a servant. Cut down the burning trees nearby.

The tree shattered, and a small piece fell at Ling Xiaotian's feet.

Oniface raised his foot to extinguish the flames above, then leaned over to pick it up. Handed it over to Ling Xiaotian.

The burnt wood smells faintly of fire oil.

Chen Zhinan's eyes also showed a look of surprise, if someone deliberately set the fire, then what was the other party's intention?

Do you want to save Qi people? still have to deal with Su Baitong who was left alone in Qingyun Temple......

"My lord, don't rush in, wait for your subordinates to go back and call more people." Ghostface worried.

“…… It's too late. Ling Xiaotian looked up at the Qingyun View that was faintly visible halfway up the mountain.

Seeing Ling Xiaotian pull up the hem of his shirt and pin it to his waist, the ghost couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"Master!"

"Ghost Face, you go down the mountain to call someone, I'll go up the mountain to find Su Baitong first." Ling Xiao Heavenly Dao.

"Master, if someone really deliberately set the fire, my subordinates are worried that they will be unfavorable to you......" Because Chen Zhinan was present, Ghost Face couldn't say it so clearly.

There are not a few people who want to die in the sky. How could he let his master risk his life in this fire, although he was also worried about Su Baitong's safety.

In front of his eyes, Su Baitong suddenly appeared sitting there quietly, sewing his cloak for him.

"Just let the subordinates go down." Ghost Face said in a deep voice.

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind." Ling Xiaotian pushed away the ghost face and was about to rush up the mountain.

Chen Zhinan was anxious, and grabbed Ling Xiaotian's sleeve, "Lord Yushi, don't be impatient, Miss Su may hide when she sees the fire." It's not too late for our people to put out the fire here! ”

"It was too late!" As soon as Ling Xiaotian shook his hand, the sleeves of his shirt slipped out of Chen Zhinan's hand.

Even the ghost face didn't expect that the originally injured master would move so quickly, and before he could make a move, Ling Xiaotian had already jumped into the sea of fire.

"Miss Su is naturally afraid of fire, she will be overwhelmed by fright when she sees fire, how can she wait until then......" In the midst of the fire, Ling Xiaotian's voice became farther and farther away.

Chen Zhinan was stunned, and stood there for a long time without coming back to his senses.

Su Baitong...... She's afraid of fire?

Moment. His eyes flashed with images of his time with her.

There are always brand-new incense candles on the candlesticks in her house, and occasionally when I go to the incense pavilion at night, I also see her admiring the moon by the window......

He never thought it would be like this!

Qingyun View.

Su Baitong curled up and hid behind the mountain gate of Qingyun Temple.

In fact, when the fire broke out just now, she only needed to cover her mouth and nose with her sleeves, and she was still able to pass through the sea of fire in time and reach the bottom of the mountain.

However, the flames that continued to spread in the mountains and forests were different from the glowing candle flames, even if she remembered what Ling Xiaotian had warned her to be calm, but her body betrayed her mercilessly.

Her legs were like roots, and she couldn't even take a step, she could only hold on to her body, huddled behind the mountain gate, and her body trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind.

Little did she know that a young man in an inky brocade robe was standing in the dark and peering at her. Macro name order.

Originally, he wanted to show up when he saw Su Baitong retreat to the mountain gate, but when he saw Su Baitong's suddenly abnormal appearance, he hesitated again.

can make a good fragrance, and can deal with Qi Ren Insect Niang, such a woman is what he wants, but he didn't know that she had such a fragile side.

She's afraid of fire!

Just as he stood in the dark and hesitated, a familiar figure rushed in from outside the mountain gate.

Ling Xiaotian? How could he be here......

The young man in the inky brocade retreated into the dark corner, hiding his figure.

"Su Baitong!" Ling Xiaotian shouted her name all the way, the corners of his clothes were all ignited by the fire, and there was a small cluster of open flames at the hem.

He waved his sleeves to extinguish the flames.

“…… Ling Xiaotian? Su Baitong's voice came from behind the mountain gate.

Ling Xiaotian followed the sound, and saw Su Baitong squatting on the ground, his hands tightly clutching his clothes and shrinking into a ball.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to pick you up." Looking at Su Baitong, who was close at hand, her whole body trembled, even if she was terribly afraid, she bit her lip and didn't let herself cry.

Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but think of the scene when she woke her up when she suddenly fainted.

It was the first time he had seen her cry like that.

Although he still doesn't know why she hugged herself and cried at that time, he had to admit that it was at that time that her tears flowed into his heart.

Without thinking about it, he stepped forward and hugged her trembling body.

"Ling Xiaotian ......" Su Baitong raised his little face in his arms, trying to squeeze out a smile, "I...... I still remember...... As long as you control it properly...... So I'm not afraid......" Her lips trembled, unable to speak.

Isn't that not afraid?

He held her tightly in his arms and stroked her back with his hand, he could feel that both her body and her heart were filled with deep fear, but she was not willing to give in to her fear.

Is it because of the words he told her last time, he taught her to light the lamp, not afraid of the candle flame, not to see her be strong alone.

"Stupid!" He scolded fiercely.

The fire gradually approached the mountain gate, and Ling Xiaotian had to pull Su Baitong up and prepare to retreat to a high place when he saw this.

But Su Baitong walked extremely unsteadily, and the whole person was like a puppet, staggering.

Ling Xiaotian gritted his teeth and simply hugged her horizontally.

The wound on his body had not healed yet, and when he rushed up the mountain just now, his movements were too violent, and the wound on his chest had already collapsed again, and the warm feeling gradually soaked through his middle coat.

He held his breath and tried to adjust his internal force to make himself walk more steadily.

Qingyunguan was soon surrounded by fire, and obviously couldn't stay any longer, so he had to take Su Baitong to the back mountain.

Not far in front of him was the path leading to the top of the mountain, and Ling Xiaotian had just walked out a short distance when he suddenly felt a strong wind in the forest on the side.

He jerked around, a hidden arrow grazing against his cheek.