Yin Hong thought about it, too, since it is used for sacrifice, then the surrounding area is naturally empty, so that the public can worship together.

But Rao is that the stone statue is not on fire, and Yin Hong is also anxious.

I shouted for so long a day, and I didn't respond at all.

This couldn't help but make Yin Hong's heart cold, and he didn't know if Uncle Li's grandfather and grandson had already been killed.

After looking around again, Yin Hong sighed and planned to look elsewhere.

It's just that just as he was about to turn back, a breath of life suddenly broke into his divine sense.

You must know that in this sea of fire, the original divine consciousness is scorched by the flames, and it is difficult to stretch out.

Now that he has a sense, how can Yin Hong not be happy.

And although the breath of life is dying, it is clear that there is still a breath left.

To be alive is to have hope, and quickly locked on, and the source of this breath happened to be the base below the stone statue.

This made Yin Hong, who was originally ugly, couldn't help but show a rare smile.

hurriedly dodged, only to find that there was a dark grid under the base of the original stone statue.

Seeing this, Yin Hong hurriedly pulled it away, and it was the dying Uncle Li who came into view.

And Uncle Li was holding a girl in his arms.

Seeing the two of them, Yin Hong was overjoyed in his heart, and gently patted Uncle Li, who had already been steamed, and shouted a few times.

"Uncle Li, wake up! Hold on, I'm here to save you! Don't fall asleep! ”

Yin Hong said as he carefully dragged Uncle Li out of the small hole.

It's just that the current Uncle Li, the epidermis of his whole body is scorched by high temperatures, and he doesn't dare to use force at all.

After finally getting it out, Uncle Li's consciousness was still very vague.

Seeing that Uncle Li was like this, Yin Hong sighed in his heart, and hurriedly looked at the girl in his arms.

It's just that when Yin Hong's attention was on Nannan, his heartbeat was sudden.

The little hand trembled, and he stammered and comforted himself: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little less breathing, it should just be shock, and it won't die." ”

Although he was so self-comforting in his heart, Yin Hong's outstretched little hand was still trembling there.

Obviously, even he himself doesn't believe in such a thing.

It's just that when he wants to let go of Uncle Li's hands and hug the girl who was held in his arms.

Uncle Li's consciousness seemed to have been suddenly touched by something, not only did his hands suddenly tighten, but even his dilated pupils shrank.

He kept whispering, "Don't be afraid, baby! Grandpa is here, don't worry, it's going to be fine! ”

This scene, Yin Hong, who is optimistic by nature, can't help but feel sour in his heart.

He wanted to shed tears, but he endured it.

Saving them at the moment is the most important thing, and you must hold back your emotions.

"Come, Uncle Li, give me the girl, I'll take a look."

Yin Hong helped Uncle Li sit up, and at the same time used a small water dragon to isolate the heat wave, and got some water to moisten Uncle Li's throat, trying to treat it on the spot.

It's just that Uncle Li's hand still holds the girl to death, and Yin Hong has no other way.

lest he tear off Uncle Li's steamed skin with one force.

"Wake up, Uncle Li!" Yin Hong hurriedly patted Uncle Li on the back, trying to make him regain a little more consciousness.

After filming, I poured a few sips of cold water.

"Ahem~"

Finally, Uncle Li was choked by a mouthful of old phlegm and slowly woke up.

It's just that as soon as the blurred eyes were slightly condensed, Yin Hong was discovered, and his heart was happy.

"Too... Too... Prince? ”

"It's me, Uncle Li, don't speak, I'll help you out first." Yin Hong said softly.

Seeing that Yin Hong wanted to save himself, Uncle Li hurriedly took a light pile and looked down at the little girl in his arms.

His eyes moistened, and then he choked up: "Don't be busy, the old man is tired, it's good to be here." ”

"Get out first, don't be discouraged." Yin Hong hurriedly persuaded.

"No, the girl is gone, and the little old man's hope is gone. Let's go with him here and meet his parents. ”

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Li's spirit seemed to be drained again.

Just looked up and quietly glanced at the stone statue he had carved.

"Thank you, Prince, for letting our grandfather and grandson live for a few more months, and the little old man is content."

Saying that, Uncle Li lowered his head again, and rubbed his tear-stained cheeks on Nan Nan's head, with that doting appearance.

Yin Hong was really uncomfortable to watch.

"Let's go, Uncle Li, there is hope if you live."

"It's gone, it's gone..." Li Laohan was already dead at the moment.

As soon as the words fell, the pupils that had just awakened began to be cloudy again.

As soon as Yin Hong saw it, he knew that this was more mourning than death, and he was afraid that he would be rescued from it...

"You... Do you still have any wishes? Yin Hong held back his tears and didn't let his sadness affect the old man's state of mind.

As soon as Yin Hong asked this, the old man seemed to remember something extremely important.

Hurriedly used his last breath of strength, and took out a small windmill that had long been wrinkled from the girl's arms.

Just glanced at it, Yin Hong's tears immediately welled up, and he was stunned and turned in his eyes.

Without him, such a fire, this windmill was not burned out, but only wrinkled a little because of the squeezing.

Obviously, Nan Nan has always been in his arms as a baby.

"This..."

With his trembling hands, Li Laohan put the little windmill into Yin Hong's hands very preciously.

The terrier swallowed: "Too... The prince, before leaving, she kept saying that she wanted to give it to the prince's brother, which was her last wish. Hope... I hope you don't dislike it... Hello she..."

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, the kid must treasure it... It was given by my sister. Well! Yin Hong endured the tears that were about to fall, and quickly shook his head, hoping that Uncle Li could save more effort.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Uncle Li's voice stopped dumbly.

"Uncle Li!! - "Yin Hong's voice was hoarse.

After a long time, I looked at the crumpled little windmill in my hand.

On the square that day, the sweet and shy appearance of Nan Nan kept emerging in Yin Hong's mind.

Look at Uncle Li's lifeless face, there is still a satisfied smile.

This smile tore at Yin Hong's heart alive.

died so tragically, and he was still smiling.

Why did such a kind and simple person die like this?

Yin Hong couldn't figure it out.

This scene is continuous, constantly frantically impacting Yin Hong's emotional bottom line.

Take another look at the crinkled windmill in your hand.

Yin Hong couldn't help but think of the picture of the maid's parting.

"Brother Prince, next time I come over, I will definitely make a gift for you!"

Every time I think of the cute look of hope, Yin Hong didn't expect that this farewell is eternal.

He also promised that he would come back to see them, and swore that in the name of the prince, he would ensure that everyone could live a good life.

But right now, looking at the corpse that was gradually turning into scorched earth.

Is this what you say is a good day?

Yin Hong slapped himself in the face.

The corner of his lip was oozing blood from this slap, and he almost fell to the ground.