But at this time, looking at this person again, he was scorched black, and with a slight movement, the charred skin fell down in large chunks, revealing the bright red flesh below.

Not only that, but with the fall of the skin, a smell of flesh also spreads.

The taste is disgusting.

Zhao Ya sighed in his heart, knowing that this person was no longer saved.

Really.

After only a few more moments, the man died.

At the same time, the flames outside were gradually extinguished, but there was still a trace of people in the field.

Except for a few blurred black ashes on the ground, nothing remained.

This tragic situation shocked everyone.

The people of Qingzhuling are all elated, and Maling is even more unstoppable.

"The third brother is mighty, and he will wipe out all these guards with one move!"

Huo Tianxiao couldn't help laughing, and then pointed to the temple door.

"Miss Song, can you see the fate of these people under you, if you don't want your fine skin and tender flesh to turn into charcoal, then surrender obediently now, I can still save your life."

Hearing these words, the eyes of everyone in the door were all focused on Song Peiwan.

Song Peiwan was silent, and only after a while did she raise her head and say, "It seems that you Qingzhuling are determined to be the lackeys of the Hong family!" ”

"Heh, the little girl's skin is quite sharp-toothed, but it's useless for you to stir up trouble, don't talk nonsense, to drop or not to drop?" Huo Tianxiao asked in a cold voice.

Song Peiwan took a deep breath.

At this time, her heart was full of despair.

She knew that if she surrendered at this time, although she could save her life for a while, what awaited her would be endless humiliation.

Thinking of this, a look of determination appeared in her eyes, and she already held the self-defense dagger in her hand, and then took a deep breath and said.

"If I surrender, can you spare the rest of these people?"

"Miss!" The little girl with a round head and a round face screamed.

Huo Tianxiao sneered.

"But she's really a good woman who cares about her subordinates, well, if you come out and surrender obediently, I can spare these people's lives."

Hearing this, except for the round little maid with a sad and angry face, the rest of the people all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially these monks of the Big Buddha Temple.

Although Song Peiwan is the great benefactor of the temple, she will come to the temple to burn incense and give alms at this time of year.

But at this life-and-death juncture, no matter how big the donor is, it is not as important as his own life.

Therefore, except for Zen Master Baojing, who closed his eyes and chanted a Buddha name with a sad face, the rest of the monks were eager for Song Peiwan to go out and surrender quickly.

Song Peiwan was hiding a sharp blade and was about to go out, when Zhao Ya suddenly quietly grabbed her.

Song Peiwan looked at Zhao Ya with some doubts.

Song Peiwan was extremely impressed by this guard who was the first to speak out in support of herself, and the first to run into the temple with a premonition of danger.

She didn't know why the young guard had stopped her.

Zhao Ya didn't speak, just quietly pointed to the opposite side, and then made a movement to wipe his neck.

At this time, Zhao Ya was standing in the corner of the temple gate, and he couldn't be seen outside at all.

Song Peiwan was stunned when she saw Zhao Yabi's movements.

Because Zhao Ya's meaning is obvious, even if Song Peiwan goes out, they will not be able to escape death.

In fact, from just now, Zhao Ya was hiding in the shadows and observing every move of the people in Qingzhuling.

Although Huo Tianxiao kept saying that he wanted to let everyone go, the movements of these people under him never stopped, and they kept pouring black oil into the injector in his hand.

It can be seen that Huo Tianxiao has no intention of letting go of these people in the Big Buddha Temple, and when Song Peiwan throws herself into the net, she will wipe out the rest of the people.

Song Peiwan couldn't help but become more and more desperate after knowing this fact.

Surrender is death, not surrender is death, how is this good?

At this time, Huo Tianxiao was a little impatient.

"The surname is Song, my patience is limited, hurry out and surrender before I change my mind!"

Song Peiwan was so anxious that she even planned to take out a dagger and kill herself right now.

It's also better than being insulted after falling into the hands of thieves.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly dragged her over, and then whispered in her ear: "Follow me later, don't hesitate!" ”

Even at this life-and-death juncture, Song Peiwan still felt a little strange.

After all, he has grown so big, and no man has ever been so close to him except for his brother.

But listening to Zhao Ya's calm voice and looking at his calm gaze, Song Peiwan's heart somehow calmed down.

She nodded slightly, and then grabbed the little maid on the side.

This little girl has followed her since she was a child, and she has long been like a sister, so even at this time, Song Peiwan has to take her.

Zhao Ya ignored this, and he saw through the crack in the door that Huo Tianxiao's men were almost ready.

This is the last chance.

If you wait for the other party to prepare everything, it will be too late.

So he slammed the door.

There was a loud bang.

The thick temple door was pushed open, and then Zhao Ya picked up the latch next to the door and bolted the temple door.

Although Zhao Ya knew that this was just an expedient measure, relying on this wooden door could not stop the people of Qingzhuling at all.

But it's always good to buy a little time.

"Run! These thieves won't spare anyone! ”

Zhao Ya shouted, picked up Song Peiwan and ran back.

This is the only thing he can do, as for whether these monks in the Big Buddha Temple listen or not, it is their business.

Zen Master Baojing is worthy of being the abbot who has been in charge of the temple for many years, and his head turns faster than ordinary people.

As soon as he heard Zhao Ya's words, he knew that eight or nine were not far from ten, so he also shouted: "Hurry up!" ”

For a moment, everyone ran desperately backwards.

Huo Tianxiao outside the door almost blew his lungs, he didn't expect the duck in his hand to fly away again, so he waved his arms and shouted: "Burn it for me, raze this place to the ground!" ”

At this time, his men were also ready, and once again aimed at the air and turned on the switch.

The black oil fell like rain, and the fire burst into the sky in an instant.

Most of the temple is made of wood, and how can it withstand such a ferocious fire?

So in the blink of an eye, the fire spread, and the entire Buddhist temple was plunged into a sea of fire.

Zhao Ya had long expected that the people from Qingzhuling would do this, so he didn't panic, even if the fire snake was dancing wildly behind him, he didn't look back, but dragged Song Peiwan and ran back desperately.

At this time, Zhao Ya found out that although Song Peiwan had also practiced martial arts, her cultivation was mediocre, at most it was a one-realm cultivation.

This should be considered good on the heads of ordinary people in Dancing Elephant City, but it is not enough for the Song family at all.

But this is not the time to think about this, Zhao Ya dragged Song Peiwan and the little maid to the back mountain.

As Zen Master Baojing said, there is indeed a bottomless valley here.

At this time, there is a raging flame behind it, and there is a deep valley in front of it, which is really like a desperate situation.

Zhao Ya was not flustered, and reached out and began to undress.

Song Peiwan was taken aback, "You ......." ”

She just wanted to ask Zhao Ya what she was doing, but she saw that Zhao Ya had already taken off her shirt, and it was actually a close-fitting iron armor inside.

Then Zhao Ya also took off the iron armor, and after removing the burden of dozens of catties, Zhao Ya instantly felt as light as a swallow.

"Here, you two hold me tight!"