"Young Master. "Little Lord. "Shizi. When everyone saw Zhao Qingyan coming, they knelt down and saluted.

It was late at night, Zhao Qingyan came in a hurry and didn't dress up as carefully as usual, the clothes on his body were quite messy, his hair was tied in a bun, and there were a lot of broken hair hanging down on his sideburns, but he was not in the mood to take care of it.

The raging fire reflected the sky like day, and everywhere in the eyes was the blood color that was about to burn people's eyes, and the hot heat wave made Zhao Qingyan feel depressed for a while.

Looking at the guards who knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads, Zhao Qingyan took a deep breath and looked directly at Jiang Wuyan: "What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Wuyan said: "Suddenly it burned, and we just came over, and someone has already gone to fetch water to extinguish the fire." And then...... I didn't see anyone from the Hou Mansion. He pointed to something covered with a white cloth on the ground: "The door is sealed outside, and it has just been opened, and these are the people at the door." The fire was too big to go any further. ”

Zhao Qingyan's eyes widened as he looked at the scorched black exposed on the edge of the white cloth, and suddenly reached out to pull up a subordinate and asked, "Where is Mu Qinghan?"

Looking at Zhao Qingyan's slightly distorted face, how could the next person dare to answer? Shocked could not say a word, and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Zhao Baiyi said: "Fourth uncle, they are coming soon, seventh brother, don't worry." ”

Zhao Qingyan's fingers were clenched tightly, his bones were innocent, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his eyes, which were red by the firelight, looked extremely hideous. I can't tell if it's anger or fear, but he looks terrifying.

Jiang Wuyan reached out and broke Zhao Qingyan's fingers, grabbed his shoulder and made him look directly into his eyes: "Yunmo, you are sober, don't be embarrassed." ”

Zhao Qingyan narrowed his eyes, broke free of Jiang Wuyan's hand with all his might, his eyes were stained with haze, snatched a bucket of water from the hands of the people passing by, and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Wuyan told them to look outside, don't let irrelevant people approach." Hao Xuan led people around to the back to extinguish the fire in the library pavilion, and put it off in other places. Everyone, move, don't be in a daze!" he lifted the bucket upside down and poured himself from head to toe and rushed straight into the fire.

"Little prince!" everyone didn't expect him to do this, and it was too late to stop him, so they couldn't help but lose their voices.

Ran Haoxuan was the first to come back to his senses, stopped a few guards who were about to catch up, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone move westward and concentrate on extinguishing the fire near the Library Pavilion." A part of the people went to borrow water vessels from people nearby, which could be exchanged for a lot of money, and then found some powerful people to extinguish the fire from the south and north directions, and a part of the people supervised. Thirty taels of silver per person, fifty taels if there are not enough people, speed up!"

Zhao Baiyi was stunned and said, "What about the seventh brother?"

Ran Hao took a deep breath: "The fire inside is too fierce, let's go in and die, I believe the young master can return safely." Don't be stunned, start moving!" he scolded the man who was still in a daze, grabbed a bucket of water in one hand and walked quickly to the south.

Jiang Wuyan watched silently, and after Ran Haoxuan finished speaking, he said to Zhao Baiyi: "Lord Wang, they should come over soon, please explain the situation to them, and I will help Haoxuan." Without waiting for Zhao Baiyi to agree, he walked away directly, took the bucket in the hands of the two guards and rushed to Ran Haoxuan's side, splashing the water into the sea of fire. Urged by the internal force, the water splashed became a water arrow, and the fire suddenly became small.

Ran Haoxuan glanced at him and asked, "Is it appropriate to consume internal strength like this?"

Jiang Wuyan shrugged: "Anyway, there is a lot of internal force, Zhu Yan will quickly make up for my lost internal force, no need to use it in vain." ”

Ran Haoxuan nodded, and poured two buckets of water according to his method: "I want to go in and find the young master for a while, and I'm a little worried." ”

Jiang Wuyan squinted at the fire, and said casually: "I should be able to extinguish the fire here." ”

Ran Hao was stunned, immediately dropped the bucket, bowed to Jiang Wuyan, and said, "I'm sorry for you." He poured himself wet, carried two buckets of water, went directly over the wall, and rushed directly into the flames, regardless of how tall a person was.

Jiang Wuyan looked at his back and shook his head helplessly, but his gaze stayed in the sea of fire and couldn't take it back.

The blood-colored flames mingled with the darkness of the night, constantly blending, twisting, and abruptly separated. The crackling sound of the flames burning was mixed with the sound of a few short bursts from time to time from the firefighters, slightly distorted, and some could not be heard clearly.

Obviously, it was outside the sea of fire, and there was no danger, but the flames that devoured everything seemed to be desperately pulling Jiang Wuyan's gaze away, wanting to swallow him together. The inexplicable loneliness and panic made Jiang Wuyan at a loss, and a trace of wanting to turn around and run away actually rose in his heart.

Han Yan looked at him quietly not far away for a while, sighed lightly, and turned to leave.

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Only halfway through, Zhao Qingyan already felt powerless, his face became pale, and most of the water on his clothes was dried up.

Sideways to avoid half of the burning tree that fell towards him, Zhao Qingyan raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead and continued to walk. The left foot was raised heavily, and the tired eyes that could not hide it moved slightly, and the afterglow inadvertently swept to a person. The averted gaze subconsciously turned back, and then slowly condensed, and the pupils contracted tightly.

Twenty paces away, a man in a dark robe stood there with his hands in his hands, his posture leisurely. The flames had not yet spread to him, but they were not far from the hem of his clothes fluttering in the wind, and the sporadic sparks had already hit him.

Even if it's just a back, Zhao Qingyan can be sure that it is Trojan Mahou.

"Hou ......" Zhao Qingyan only spit out half a byte, and his voice was swallowed back. Trojan Marquis's martial arts are far above Zhao Qingyan's, and it is naturally easy to find a way out of this mansion that has not yet completely burned and collapsed.

Then why did Trojan Marquis stand here and wait for death? Zhao Qingyan didn't know very well, but he also vaguely guessed a few points. This call to the lips could not come out.

Zhao Qing was silent, but Trojan Marquis knew about his arrival.

Mumahou turned to look at Zhao Qingyan, with gentleness and wisdom in his deep eyes, as well as a little bit of despair and ..... for life and death.

Zhao Qingyan is not a stupid person, and neither is Trojan Marquis.

Trojan Marquis's years of experience in the rivers and lakes made him understand the cause of this fire, and Zhao Qingyan faintly understood some reasons when he saw Trojan Marquis standing quietly and waiting to die.

Trojan Marquis must die, only when he dies can he save the lives and peace of Zhao Qingyan and Mu Qinghan.

"Those people" are afraid of the power of the Trojan Marquis Mansion and the Trojan Marquis, not Mu Qinghan. "Those people" dared to move, and only the Wooden Horse Hou Mansion was the Prince's Mansion, not the Qi Palace.

As long as Trojan Marquis is dead and has Zhao Qingyan's maintenance, Mu Qinghan will definitely not be in danger. It's the only thing a father can do for his daughter. The only blood and blood of the Mu family, as well as the essence of the Trojan Marquis Mansion for a hundred years, with the death of the Trojan Marquis, Zhao Qingyan's takeover will definitely be able to be saved.

He firmly believed that Zhao Qingyan could take care of his daughter and take on the future of the Trojan Marquis Mansion, so he was willing to die.

The firelight will reflect the figure of the person standing in the mess more clearly.

Trojan Marquis just looked at Zhao Qingyan with a smile, didn't say anything, didn't do anything.

He doesn't do anything because he doesn't need to do anything anymore.

He didn't say anything because there was no need to say anything more.

Zhao Qingyan's eyes moved, and it took a while to stabilize his mind, and he moved his stiff and somewhat dry lips with difficulty: "Master Hou, I, Zhao Qingyan, swear here, that I will never live up to Lord Hou's trust in this life." As long as I am here, the foundation of the Trojan Marquis Mansion will never be destroyed. He didn't kneel, he didn't point to the sky, he just maintained a smile that would collapse at any moment, and said these two short sentences word by word.

The flames crackled, completely covering out Zhao Qingyan's trembling and low voice. Mumahou smiled and nodded, his face was full of relief, he looked in one direction, picked his chin, and then turned around and stopped looking at Zhao Qingyan.

Zhao Qingyan gritted his teeth and looked away, staggered away a few steps, and couldn't help but turn around, opening his mouth, as if he wanted to call Trojan Marquis.

If he speaks out, the Wooden Horse Hou does not have to die, and the Qi Wangfu has the ability to protect the Wooden Horse Hou family. However, that would bring great disaster to the Qi Palace, and the Qi Palace, which he tried his best to protect, would be in danger of being in trouble again because of him. On the one hand, it is the life of Trojan Mahou, and on the other hand, the peace and happiness of his parents.....

The half-human-high flames flickered behind the Wooden Horse Hou, Zhao Qingyan watched quietly, his impatient gaze slowly calmed down, and then turned into a pool of stagnant water again.

Fire is destruction, despair, fear, the source of everything.

But it is also the necessity of burning everything out and allowing everything to start again.

The color of the eyes slowly darkened, getting darker and darker, and finally the color of the flame could not be reflected. In other words, what is in the eyes is not only the red of the flame, but also something more.

The fire-colored insect tide, the countless mournful sounds, the blood splashed from the severed arm, and the blood was blinded.

The red lake, the dead bodies floated on the water, the blood fainted in the water, and something seemed to be awakened in the heart.

Blood dripped from his fingers, and the ground beneath his feet had been soaked with blood and turned a crimson color.

Slaughter, blood, death, destruction, that color...... It's beautiful.

The breath was a little heavier, and the sweet smell of blood emanating from the air coincided with the scene in the memory, separated, and coincided again......

"Don't you want to touch this sticky, warm, intoxicating thing?" the black-robed man squatted on the ground, his palm pulled out of the pool of blood, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the liquid that had not dried up, not even cold.

"Don't you think blood and fire are actually very similar? Actually, I like blood even more...... Because the temperature of fire will dissipate with the end of its life, blood, will not. ”

"yes, I hate fire. Zhao Qingyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he woke up from his memories, and his lips hooked an arc of unknown meaning, "But I don't like blood either, so I'm going to get out of here quickly." ”