One hundred and thirteen firefighting heroes
More than 20 people cried out what they had just happened as if they were participating in a grievance meeting, and Shi Yongming gave them the only three packets of paper left in the car.
"In other words, my eldest brother sent you to kill my master, what about my senior sister?" Shi Yongming had an ominous premonition rising in his heart, no wonder his eldest brother insisted that he go to Gaohuai County yesterday to preside over the unimportant negotiation.
Abandoning this group of creatures, Shi Yongming ran towards Yan Lanxi's residence: "Master, Master, how are you?"
As soon as he arrived at the door, a heat wave came to his face, and Shi Yongming was shocked, no, the master's room was on fire. He didn't think about anything, and rushed into Yan Lanxi's house, the temperature inside had reached a strange level, and he didn't notice that his clothes and hair disappeared in an instant like that group of little brother creatures.
In the inner bedroom, Yan Lanxi's trace of # lay on the smooth floor.
Shi Yongming ran on the soft wooden board, one foot at a time, and the soles of his feet instantly exuded the aroma and smell of barbecue. He didn't have time to worry about this, so he picked up Yan Lanxi and rushed out of the house. The sight of two sleek men hugging each other......
Holding Yan Lanxi and escaping far away to the wheat field covered with snow, the soles of Shi Yongming's feet were already scorched and blurred, especially when he was holding Yan Lanxi, the body parts that came into contact with Yan Lanxi had atrophied and carbonized, revealing Sensen's white bones, no, the bones were also scorched black.
Shi Yongming, who was crippled in pain, saw the handsome and extraordinary master lying in the snow intact, not losing a single hair, and breathing evenly, and he fainted willingly.
His thoughts at the last moment may be like this: Master is really too beautiful, and it is worth it to save Master from death!
Then his carbonized and crippled body collapsed into the snowy wheat field.
Yan Lanxi's body, who felt kindness, finally stopped the release of blazing physical energy and gradually came to his senses.
Yan Lanxi, who opened her eyes, first saw the sky that was about to dawn, and remembered that she was in the house before going to bed, could she still be sleepwalking? Or she accidentally melted the house while sleeping, this possibility is more likely.
He sat up, his ass limp, and reached out to touch his hands, grabbing his hands full of mud, the heat that had just been released had melted the snow in the wheat field.
Yan Lanxi turned his head and found that there was still a person lying beside him, barely a person, his chest, arms, thighs, and soles of his feet were charred and carbonized, and his bones were bare in some places#.
In the distance, his house was still intact, and Yan Lanxi understood it after thinking about it a little.
Shi Yongming's vital signs disappeared quickly, and if there were no extraordinary measures, he would die immediately.
Yan Lanxi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the heaven and earth yuan power condensed into a net, covering Shi Yongming's body, trapping the few remaining vitality in his body in his flesh# body, and at the same time, he was trapped by his soul that was losing his spirituality.
Then Yan Lanxi condensed the aura of heaven and earth and turned into something pink like cotton wool on his fingertips, and gently smeared it on the charred and carbonized part of Shi Yongming's body.
The pink cotton wool slowly melted into his wound, giving him a little more vitality, but the wound showed no signs of recovery.
Yan Lanxi raised his cheeks and thought, the damage caused by the burning of Linglong's blood is really not easy to treat.
He tried again, but he could only increase Shi Yongming's vitality, but it had no effect on his injury, and his body couldn't keep that bit of vitality, and it would slowly dissipate.
The eastern sky is white, and the sky will be brightened.
Yan Lanxi got up and picked up Shi Yongming, carried him into Xue Cheng's room, and put him on the bed. After thinking about it, he pulled the quilt and covered him, although it was a burn, but it had already been burned, he was a mortal body, and it would still be cold.
He walked back to his room bare-chested, and it was clean and dusty, not to mention furniture and clothes. How could mortal things withstand the temperature of the Linglong bloodline?
Yan Lanxi had to go back to Xue Cheng's room again, rummaged through Xue Cheng's wardrobe for a while, and found a set of loose loungewear to wear.
Of course, Xue Cheng's height is not as good as Yan Lanxi's, her loose long-sleeved loungewear Yan Lanxi wears it, the sleeves expose half of her arms, and her trousers expose half of her calves. Make do with it, at least the dress is neutral, not pink, no bow or anything.
Yan Lanxi wanted to find a mobile phone to call Xue Cheng, but she couldn't find it anywhere. His phone had already dissipated in the hot air.
Yan Lanxi left her residence, found a contractor's dormitory with lights on, and knocked on the door.
Potato Lao Wang just got up, ready to take the potatoes to the Linxian morning market to try his luck and see if he could sell some. In recent days, Xue Cheng has helped him sell some potatoes, but compared to the inventory in his library, it is a drop in the bucket. But he was still very grateful, this girl was really good, and she was a good girl like his daughter-in-law.
It's just that a good person doesn't have a good life, and he married a nerd, although the nerd looks very good-looking, but as a man, he doesn't earn money to support his family, he sits in the yard in a daze every day, and lets his daughter-in-law raise him, which is really unorthodox.
Lao Wang regarded Yan Lanxi as Xue Cheng's husband. This can't be blamed on him, since Xue Cheng and Yan Lanxi moved to the farm, they chose the most remote southwest corner to live, away from other farm contractors. The guys from the Shi Yongrui Group, who took over the farm, warned them from time to time that they were not allowed to go to the dormitory area of Xue Cheng in the southwest corner.
Therefore, the contractors of the farm only met Yan Lanxi from a distance by chance, and looked similar in appearance to Xue Cheng's age, and usually regarded Yan Lanxi as Xue Cheng's husband when they were parents.
Hearing a knock on the door, the daughter-in-law who was cooking for Lao Wang went to open the door. The houses of these contractors are not as comfortable and modern as the houses of Xue Cheng and Yan Lanxi, and they are basically the same, and the houses in winter are not only bedrooms, kitchens, and toilets. The bed in the house is the bedroom, the stove is the kitchen for heating and cooking, and the urine bucket is the toilet.
The daughter-in-law went to open the door, but stood at the door for a long time and did not move, and the old king shouted: "Who?
Neighbor Lao Du contracted the nursery, and his wife loved to be cheap, so she came to Lao Wang's house every once in a while to ask for potatoes and stir-fry.
But the daughter-in-law ignored him and still stood at the door.
Then, a soft and nice man's voice came from outside the door: "Hello, can I borrow your phone to make a call?"
Knocking on the door early in the morning to answer the phone, it shouldn't be a liar, no one will inevitably have a difficult time, just lend it to others. Lao Wang thought to himself.
But at the door, the wife still stood still.
This daughter-in-law is usually quite ingenious (in the eyes of Lao Wang), what's wrong today?
Lao Wang walked to the door and saw Yan Lanxi wearing "mid-sleeve" home clothes at the door. In the next moment, Lao Wang and his wife stood at the door, looking at Yan Lanxi with an obsessive expression.