Chapter Eighty-Seven: Taking You Home
Sleepless all night, several people sat in the cell for a long time with big eyes and eyes, but what they were waiting for was not the torture of the Royal Forest Army, but a fire that no one expected! The smoke gradually filled everyone's eyes, and the cold wind outside the window slowly blew through the small skylight above the prison, speeding up the pace of the flames!
With a gloomy expression, he looked at the people outside the door in a panic and was busy putting out the fire, but there was no progress, and there was a trace of cold sweat in Mu Yan's clenched palms.
The prison is almost full of prisoners who are about to be beheaded, and the fire is already burning brighter, and the watchdogs outside the door will only save their lives when they reach a critical moment. When the time comes, who is Mu Yan, who is Princess Xia, and who will care?! If you really want to investigate it, it's a big deal to take a burnt corpse out and say that it is Princess Xia who is no longer alive, who dares not believe it?!
Silently closed his eyes and paused for a few seconds. Mu Yan quickly opened the handcuffs and shackles of several people, walked to the prison door, looked sideways at the already empty passage, and opened the cell door with a sneer.
"Ruizhu, Yanhong, hurry up!"
Walking forward on the dim passage with his body down, looking at the cells he passed, looking at himself with frightened expressions, stretching out his hands and trying to touch their prisoners, Mu Yan's eyes listened to their pleadings coldly, and he couldn't take his eyes off Yan Hong and Rui Zhu to find an exit for their lives.
The earth-shattering howl came into the ears, and a cantilever fell from the roof of the place where they had just passed, and smashed into the place where they were standing not long ago, and the fire was completely uncontrollable and flowed wantonly throughout the cell, and the corners of his forehead were sweating and looking at a wooden barrel not far away, Mu Yan ran over quickly, and happily poured the water in the bucket on the three of them, which was specially prepared for the prisoners to torture the water and salt, but he didn't expect to save their lives at this moment.
Embarrassed like a chicken in soup, Mu Yan looked at the raging fire in front of him, looked at Yan Hong and Ruizhu with deep eyes, and nodded in a low voice, "Life or death, only in this one." If you can really get out alive, I will take you two away from this place! ”
Stumbling all the way to dodge the falling wood from the house, Mu Yan walked through the fire exhausted. The noise outside the gate was already looming in his ears, and he looked back at many prisoners behind him who were already on fire, rolling in the cell as if they were dead or dead, Mu Yan only felt a chill rush to his head in an instant.
"Yan'er!"
The familiar voice came, making Mu Yan's bleak eyes flash a touch of light, and following the voice, it was Murong Zixuan who was standing in the raging fire, his face was flushed, the clothes on his body were already tattered, and there were still scorching marks in a few places!
With a wave of the sword in his hand, he split a burning beam in front of him into two pieces, Murong Zixuan clenched the cloak in his hand, followed the fierce fire in the sky, his face was a joy that could not be hidden, and he quickly rushed to her side with bloodshot eyes, and without saying a word, he draped the soaked cloak in his arms onto her body, "Go!" ”
Mu Yan's sudden appearance made Murong Zixuan's heart, which had been flustered, calm down for a moment, and his expression, which was already dead, changed instantly. Looking at Mu Yan, who was safe and sound, Murong Zixuan silently breathed a sigh of relief.
The word "go" hit Mu Yan's heart hard. The cold right hand was grabbed by Murong Zixuan, Mu Yan followed behind Murong Zixuan with a stiff expression, watching him wield a long sword to open the way for several people, Mu Yan only felt that the whole world was quiet.
In such a situation, she never imagined who would come to save her life. In this strange world, Xia Yifeng once lived in her heart full, and she even naively thought for a while that man was her home, and that Xia Wangfu was her future home. But now, the sky has fallen, and the home is gone. The person she trusted the most personally sent her to prison and pushed her into this sea of fire with his own hands, regardless of her life or death.
The brocade clothes on Murong Zixuan's body had been burned out in many places, and the burned skin could still be faintly seen in a few places on his arms. I don't know if it's the smoke or what. Mu Yan's tears suddenly fell without warning.
The exit behind him collapsed in the fire, and the sudden clear air outside the dungeon made Mu Yan dizzy for a moment.
The body was fiercely held in Murong Zixuan's arms, listening to him muttering over and over again: "It's great that you didn't die......", Mu Yan's eyes were indescribably complicated emotions.
"Third brother, you're crazy!" Interrupting the brief hug between the two, Liu Yichen pulled Murong Zixuan in front of him and punched him in the face hard. "If you want to die, say it early, I'll let you die a happy death!"
Looking at Mu Yan who was standing aside, Liu Yichen did not hide his anger, just now he and Xu Qingyu did not stop Murong Zixuan's body, although he watched him return to his sight alive, he still couldn't accept it in his heart, the third brother would do such a disregarding life and death behavior for Mu Yan!
"Second brother, I'm fine, don't worry." A faint smile appeared on his lips, not caring about Liu Yichen's powerful punch, Murong Zixuan slowly shook his head, looked back at Mu Yan who was standing there in a daze, and raised the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.
A large number of Royal Guards surrounded the area, watching this unexpected scene. I didn't expect that in this raging fire, there would be survivors who came out alive.
"Princess, I'm sorry, please come with us." Frowning and walking in front of Mu Yan, the guard standing at the front of the Imperial Forest Army said with a complicated expression: "You haven't gotten rid of suspicion yet, so my subordinates can't let you go back to the mansion for the time being." ”
"Huh."
A sneer overflowed from the corners of Mu Yan's mouth, a cold light rose from his eyes, Mu Yan turned on his toes, and walked behind the man in front of him with lightning speed, stretched out his arm to bring his body to his side, his hands were slightly forced, and his eyebrows were not wrinkled in an instant. Looking coldly at the guards rushing up diagonally to the right, Mu Yan pulled out the weapon on the waist of the man under his feet, waved the long sword in his hand, and cut off the head of the guard who rushed up in full view of everyone, and his head fell to the ground, splashing blood.
A series of actions, fatal moves, before many people understood what had happened, Mu Yan took the lives of several Royal Forest Soldiers with a gloomy gaze.
Her clothes were stained with blood, Mu Yan stood in place tiredly, scarred, the long sword in her hand was raised, and pointed straight at the Imperial Forest Army who were going to take her down, "If you don't bring Xia Yifeng here, don't think about taking me away again!" ”
"Little Yan'er." A white shadow floated to Mu Yan's side like a ghost, and with a stretch of his long arm he took her into his arms, Murong Zixuan comforted her softly with a smile, and took the weapon in her hand and threw it at her feet. "It's all right, come, I'll take you home."