The sound of Jiuqiu stepping on the roof and Qiao Yulin's loud shouts came out in the silent night one after another, immediately alarming the sleeping servants in the lower room and the team in charge of the night watch in the distance.

The servant immediately turned over, and without even putting on his clothes, ran out hand and foot.

The moment I opened the door, I saw that the flames completely enveloped the main room and quickly spread to the other rooms.

At that moment, a figure covered in crimson flames rushed out of the room, and disappeared from his sight with a leap.

"There's a fire!"

"There are assassins!"

The servant shouted in horror and hurriedly ran to the door of the main room, wanting to see Qiao Yulin's condition, but as soon as he ran to the door, he was forced back by the raging flames.

"Young Patriarch!"

The servant cried out in a panic.

The assassin ran out of the young patriarch's room and released such terrible flames, but the young patriarch did not move at all, which made him have a bad suspicion in his heart.

Perhaps, the young patriarch has already encountered an accident!

In that case, in the face of an angry patriarch, there may be no way to live.

The servant felt a deep sense of despair.

The other side.

The patriarch Qiao Wenbo was awakened by the shouting, put on a coat and walked out quickly.

Behind him, the Ninth Lady murmured in confusion: "Wenbo, what's wrong?" ”

The voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of laziness, if it was usual, Qiao Wenbo would inevitably turn around and pamper him.

But now, he has no mind at all.

After walking out of the room without looking back.

A servant happened to run over in a hurry, shouting as he ran: "Patriarch, there is a fire in the house, it seems to be in the direction of the young patriarch." ”

Qiao Wenbo looked at the firelight reflecting the red sky, and his expression couldn't help but change greatly, and he jumped up directly.

The moment he stood on the courtyard wall, he confirmed that the fire had indeed occurred in Qiao Yulin's courtyard.

Meanwhile.

He also saw a figure shrouded in flames leaping across the roof.

And in the process of each leap, the moment you land, a large flame will shoot out to the house under your feet.

As soon as the flame figure left, the remaining flames spread rapidly to the surrounding area.

The houses on fire are like the splendid footprints left by the shadows of flames under the night sky.

At this time, there were more than a dozen houses on fire.

Among them, Qiao Yulin's courtyard fire was the most ferocious.

The red flames reflected the sky, and also reflected Qiao Wenbo's angry and distorted face.

"Thief, die!"

Qiao Wenbo shouted violently, kicked his feet on the courtyard wall, and his figure suddenly shot out.

While he was chasing Ling Jiuqiu, many people in other courtyards were also awakened, including many stewards and elders of the clan.

Someone arranged to put out the fire.

Someone went to besiege Ling Jiuqiu.

The entire Qiao clan suddenly fell into chaos.

The fire was blazing and spreading around.

The most important thing is that Ling Jiuqiu has not stopped setting fires, and he has leaped back and forth throughout Qiao's Mansion, avoiding the siege while setting fire to five or six courtyards one after another.

Until the flames spread all over the Lingfu.

Although in the process of escaping, he hurriedly set the fire because of the urgency of time, the terrifying high-temperature flame that made Jiuqiu burn his true qi still ignited the house in the first place, and it spread extremely quickly.

The raging fire caused a large number of Qiao people to exclaim.

Qiao Wenbo chased after him in vain, and four other elders and several stewards also participated in the pursuit and interception, but they couldn't stop Ling Jiuqiu's movement at all.

He was as nimble as a loach.

Even if someone was intercepting in front of him, he only shook it slightly, staggered away from the other party, and continued to flee with a smoke.

It was only a moment's work, and after Jiuqiu set the fire, he escaped from the range of Qiao's mansion.

Qiao Wenbo chased after him without hesitation.

Two other elders followed.

The others stayed in Qiao's Mansion to prevent being diverted from the mountain.

That's when it happened.

There was an exclamation from the direction of Qiao Yulin's courtyard.

"The young patriarch has been killed!"

"The corpse is almost charred, put out the fire!"

"It's just half of the body, there must be the lower half of the body in the house, go in and find it!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

It turned out that a strong man rushed into the collapsed room against the flames, and finally found Qiao Yulin's body in the ruins.

Although it was impossible to distinguish because it was scorched black, after all, it was rummaged through Qiao Yulin's room, and Qiao Yulin himself had not appeared, so the identity of the corpse was naturally determined.

Hear the exclamations of the clansmen.

Qiao Wenbo, who chased him out of the mansion, was stunned, and the true qi on his body surface became more and more turbulent.

"Ahhh

"Thief! I want you dead! ”

"No matter the ends of the earth, I will find you and break your body into pieces!"

Qiao Wenbo's body technique faintly sped up a few points.

The two elders behind him also had gloomy faces, and they chased after him with their heads furious.

The other party sneaked into Qiao's mansion alone and killed the young patriarch of the Qiao clan, if he could still get out of the whole body, this would be a slap in the face of the entire Qiao clan!

Only by killing the other party can we save a trace of the face of the Qiao clan.

Ahead.

After Ling Jiuqiu escaped a certain distance, he glanced back at the three people who had been thrown away dozens of meters, and suddenly turned into a corner, and the flames all over his body instantly dispersed.

There was no conspicuous firelight, making Jiuqiu's figure almost melt into the deep night.

After running away for more than ten minutes, Ling Jiuqiu completely got rid of the chase, returned to the Qingfeng Inn, and sneaked into his room through the window, only then did he take off his black clothes and stuff them back into his backpack.

Do it all.

Ling Jiuqiu lay on the bed and fell asleep as if nothing had happened.

……

The other side.

At this time, Qiao's Mansion was still in chaos.

Dense crowds of people ran around the house, carrying large vats of well water to extinguish the fire.

In one of the wells more than 20 meters deep, there was a water element martial soul awakener who had cultivated not low, soaked in the well water, and under his control, a large stream of water formed a water dragon that sprayed out of the well.

Like a giant fountain.

Dozens of servants and young clansmen from Qiao's Mansion carried buckets or tanks, caught the water that had spewed out of the well, and strode towards the burning house.

The firefighting operation was carried out in an orderly manner.

Although the fire was large, it was finally extinguished.

When Qiao Wenbo and the two elders returned to the mansion with gloomy faces, only puffs of smoke rose in the night sky.

The steward of the clan was counting casualties and losses, and calming the emotions of the people.

Seeing the three patriarchs coming back, the chief steward immediately stepped forward to report: "Patriarch, the fire has subsided, and the casualties and losses are being counted, but on the whole, half of the houses in the house have been completely burned down, and the death toll is as high as dozens. ”

"The corpse in the young patriarch's house has also been identified, and it is the young patriarch himself."

Although he knew that his son was dead, hearing the exact news at this time still made Qiao Wenbo angry and sad.