The people in the front hall ran out in a panic, and a few people ran too fast, and when they saw the situation at the door, they had no time to stop their steps to avoid the blade, and they actually hit it head-on, only to hear a few short screams and wails, and the vigorous blood suddenly gushed out, and the blood light was so high that the deep night was dyed scarlet.

Leng Linjiang's eyes suddenly became bloody, and a few drops of blood splashed on his face, the blood was obviously hot, but it was cold and terrible when it fell on his cheeks, and he subconsciously covered his eyes.

It's so brutal, it's so brutal.

He shook his head, pursed his lips, and hurried towards the fiery land.

Before he got closer, a wave of heat hit his face, and the dark night was distorted by the heat wave, and Leng Linjiang almost smelled the smell of his hair being burned.

A team of internal guards carried wooden barrels and rushed past Leng Linjiang's side, the water in the barrels splashed on the ground, and was burned by the heat, and it dissipated and disappeared in an instant.

Leng Linjiang ran one step at a time and three steps towards the raging flames.

In the sky-high firelight, Han Changdu's face was full of coldness, and he paced back and forth anxiously, and the bright firelight fell on his body, which was very angry.

Leng Linjiang watched from afar, slurred, and before he could get closer, he heard Han Changdui shouting loudly, his voice was no longer indifferent and calm as before, and he trembled slightly with a poignant killing intent, and he was a little uncontrollable: "Have you found Yao to join the army, what about Yao to join the army?" ”

Buckets of cold water poured into the scorching flames, which burned so vigorously that pouring water into the fire was really a drop in the bucket, not only did not make the fire smaller, but caused an even more deafening crackling sound.

The fire took advantage of the wind, and the tongue of fire swept by, and it was burned red in all directions, and the heat wave forced people to take a few steps back.

The row of houses that caught fire shook violently in the fire and wind, and the place where the flames were rolling was unexpectedly collapsed.

"Young Envoy, Yao Senjun is still in there and hasn't come out, stay away, it looks like it's going to collapse here."

This question and answer spread far away with the wind, and suddenly got into Leng Linjiang's ears.

Leng Linjiang stopped suddenly, was stunned for a long time, and then staggered over, tugging at Han Changdui's sleeve, and howled out in grief: "Jiuchao, Jiuchao, Aqi, Aqi, save Aqi, you can't ignore Aqi." ”

That handful of snot and a handful of tears were all wiped on Han Changdu's sleeves.

After that, he spread his hand, and without waiting for Han Changdui to speak, he rushed to the edge of the fire regardless of it, and his face was scorched by the heat wave, he only paused for a moment, and then continued to rush towards the fire.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, his body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and he was nailed in the distance, unable to move a single step.

"What are you going to do?" Han Changdu's cold voice came from behind.

The scorching breath surged over wave after wave, and Leng Linjiang's body was clearly burned and painful, and there was an illusion that he was about to be burned and burned out in an instant, but his whole person was like falling into an ice cave, his expression was sluggish, and he was grief-stricken: "Let go of me, let go of me, save, I want to save Ah Qi, Ah Qi." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he struggled like a frenzy, but his shoulders seemed to be firmly imprisoned by hard pliers, and he could not move.

"Such a big fire, are you going to save people, or

Going to die? Han Changdu's voice was as unwavering as before, no sorrow or joy, revealing indifference to life and death.

Leng Linjiang listened to this cold voice, his heart sank to the bottom inch by inch, he turned his head, his always warm face was a little distorted and hideous, gritted his teeth, and jumped out viciously word by word: "Ah Ji has also walked with you in life and death, you just watched her die, just watch, no wonder Ah Ji always said that you are cold-blooded and ruthless, I mistook you." He struggled: "You are afraid of death, I am not afraid, I will go." ”

Han Changdui pursed his lips, his eyes flashed, and he looked into the depths of the firelight.

Cold-blooded and ruthless, it turns out that in her heart, he is such a person, no wonder no matter what he does, she always retreats.

The firelight shone on Han Changdu's face, his expression was obscure, and in the depths of his always indifferent and ruthless eyes, there were two clusters of gloomy cold light jumping.

With a "bang", the hand holding Leng Linjiang's collar suddenly let go, he lost his center of gravity, and with the sound of the whirring wind, he fell to the ground, his forehead was heavily knocked against the floor tiles, he gasped in pain, and only felt that his eyes were dark.

I'm going to knock people to death!! Kill people and kill people, this is!!

Leng Linjiang covered his forehead, and a terrible scream like killing a pig sounded in the middle of the night.

When he came to his senses in an instant, he saw Han Changdui bending over, wrapped in two thick quilts soaked with water, and the dense droplets of water smashed to the ground along the edge of the quilt, crackling and crackling.

The soaked quilt was extraordinarily heavy, pressing on Han Changdu's body, completely covering his clear figure.

But in a moment, his head and body were soaked with a wet quilt, and the water droplets fell down his sideburns, and a deep and shallow water stain also spread under his feet.

"Jiuchao, you, me." When Leng Linjiang saw Han Changdui's appearance, he reacted, and he said something unscrupulous, he suddenly felt weak, and blurted out: "I'll go with you." ”

Han Changdui lifted the corner of the quilt that was blocking his face, turned his head and glanced at Leng Linjiang lightly from the gap, and without saying half a word, he turned around and rushed into the sea of fire.

"Eh, Jiuchao." Leng Linjiang lay on the ground, stretched out his hand, and chased in the direction of Han Changdu's distance, and the rest of the words were still between his lips and teeth, and the figure of that person had already been annihilated in the boundless and endless sea of fire, he was so resolute and fearless, without half hesitation.

His throat suddenly choked and astringent, and his heart turned a thousand times, sadness and shame were intertwined, and he lay on the ground in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly sounded in the sea of fire, and this loud sound soared into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it.

I saw that most of the row of houses where the fire had started had collapsed, and the broken tiles and dust were carried by the firelight, and the scorching heat rose into the air, and then fell to the ground with a crackling, and most of the houses turned into ruins at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A few internal guards who didn't have time to dodge were suddenly hit by the rubble and debris, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

The smashed barrels shattered to the ground, and water gurgled out and dripped.

The charred ruins were surrounded by raging flames, and bursts of ink-black billowing smoke quickly dispersed, and the air was filled with a scorched smell.

Black smoke weaves in midair

into a mist, covering the misty moonlight and the dim stars.

The night is as deep as hell in the blink of an eye.

When the loud noise calmed down, there was a suffocating dead silence.

On the ruins on the edge of the sea of fire, the fire had gradually been extinguished, and only the occasional burst out of sparks, crackling softly in the dead night.

The ruins were silent for a moment, then suddenly moved, and a person crawled out of the ruins, got up and staggered a few steps, and quickly stabilized his body.

That person was Han Changdu, who had just rushed into the sea of fire, was almost buried by the ruins, and was smashed down by the burnt pillars.

He must have been unharmed, but his body was covered in dirt and gravel, his hair was loose, and a few strands of long hair fell down, fluttering in the night wind.

He looked at the ruins that had collapsed more than halfway, but the fire was still burning, his body seemed to have been hit hard, and he was in pain from body to heart, he staggered back two steps, and almost fell to the ground, he finally stabilized his body, but the hosta on his bun fell to the ground.

With a crisp "dang chang", the hosta broke into several pieces.

"Ah, ah," Leng Linjiang finally came back to his senses, shouting while running wildly towards the ruins, until his voice was hoarse, his mind completely collapsed, he staggered a few steps, knelt on the edge of the potholed ruins, trembling hands in the rubble and rubble frantically, and shouted in despair: "Ah, Ah." ”

The ground was overfired, it was hot, and Leng Linjiang's hands were blistered, but he only felt cold pain all over his body, and his heart collapsed along with the collapsed house.

His hands dug into the hot rubble, his fingertips cut through the rough rubble, and beads of blood seeped into the dirt.

He didn't feel any pain at all, but was a little numb, from his body to his heart, the whole person seemed to be hollowed out, confused, and he didn't know where he was.

He covered his heart with one hand, and suddenly, a drop of water hit the ground unexpectedly.

The house burned down, and Ah Ji did not come out, and his Ah Ji did not come out.

Han Changdui had already recovered from the great change, and commanded many internal guards in a hoarse voice: "Hurry, dig quickly, dig quickly." ”

Before the words were finished, there was a rustling sound from the well not far from Leng Linjiang's side, like clothes rubbing against the wall of the well, and like countless rats about to rush out.

Leng Linjiang heard a subtle sound, and hurriedly turned his head to look, but he didn't see anything, but the sound was louder from far to near.

He shuddered for a moment, only to feel a gust of wind come out of the wellhead and pounce on the man.

In the distance is the clanging sound of the internal guards frantically digging the ruins, and in the near distance is a strange sound from the empty wellhead, the more I think about it, the more weird it becomes, but Leng Linjiang just can't help but look at it, and I can't take my eyes off it.

Suddenly, a plain white hand picked up the edge of the well, the white hand was scary, and it was hard to pick up on the edge of the well, and it was set off by the black bricks and soil, without any blood, if it were not for the flesh and skin, pulled out of the well alive, it would really make people mistakenly think that it was a dead man's hand.

"Ah, ah~~~" Leng Linjiang screamed fiercely, his voice was sharp and sharp, and he streaked across the night sky for a long time, scaring the birds resting on the trees into frightening.

Suddenly encountering a big change, Han Changdu's heartache was broken, and when he heard Leng Linjiang's long howl, he was suddenly frightened, rushed to Leng Linjiang's side, and asked in a cold voice, "What's wrong?" ”