After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 297 Are you going to die?

"Go to the water!"

With this exclamation, the windows of that room were already burned to the point of collapse.

A gust of wind blew up, fueled the fire, and the half-burned windows were blown down, smashing directly into the carriage caravan in the yard.

One of the carriages was set ablaze while the horses, terrified, ran rampant in the yard.

The scene became chaotic in an instant.

There were only a few lanterns for lighting in the dark courtyard.At this time, the carriage was on fire, and it was already a sea of ​​flames, and the shadows jumping from the flames floated up and down like ghosts.

Mr. Luo dodged the burnt pieces of wood, cursing in a low voice and directing his subordinates to do things.

"Damn it, you guys, go and move everything out of the carriage for me!"

If the carriage is damaged, it can be bought again. If the 'goods' run out, he will have to go to the black market, which will delay his trip too much.

The flower guests in the flower building saw the fire, and they all fled out in a panic. The boys in the building were busy putting out the fire and pouring water, and then rushed in.

The two groups of people bumped into each other, you couldn't squeeze in, and I couldn't escape, blocking the gate of the courtyard completely.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of the fire, people in the whole street stood on the side of the road to watch the excitement.

Su Jiu'er rolled down from the carriage with her person and her box, and the frightened horse trampled on her box frame, almost stepping on her face.

She quickly pulled out the rags from her mouth, took a breath, and crawled out of the box, took a look at the huge fire, and thought that the chaos created was quite successful.

Using the thick smoke as cover, Su Jiu'er gritted her teeth and crawled towards the periphery without fire.

Chi also took advantage of the chaos and ran down the stairs, mingling with the panicked crowd.

Song Xingshi took the opportunity to communicate with his subordinates in the black market, observed the situation in the dark, and saw Yan Yunxiao rushing towards the fire field desperately!

With a thump in his heart, he said inwardly that he was not good.

Yan Yunxiao had a shadow of the scene of the fire, plus he lost control of his emotions at the moment, he was afraid that his old disease would recur and an accident would happen.

He is right to be concerned.

The arrogant fire light fell in Yan Yunxiao's eyes, like a catastrophe when sparks fell into the world, overlapping with the scene of fire that lingered in his memory.

Thick smoke billowed and flames scorched people.

Yan Yunxiao, who rushed into the fire scene, was suddenly nailed to the spot, the nerves in his head were tingling, he lost his mind due to the pain, and immediately forgot what he was going to do.

Those eyes were empty and dazed in the noisy fire scene, as if the heart and soul had dissipated, walking dead.

As the scene in front of him turned into a familiar palace in his eyes, into the shadow of memory, his eyes began to become frightened.

mother concubine.

My concubine.

There was another voice rushing out of his mind, and the feeling of helplessness and panic suddenly occupied his heart. He forgot his original intention of rushing into the fire scene, and began to frantically search for his regretful family relationship in the fire scene.

Song Xingshi's eyes locked on him tightly, seeing that he lifted the burnt doors, windows, and beams one by one without pain, and rushed deeper.

Another beam fell down, and Yan Yunxiao disappeared from Song Xingshi's sight.

Although this regret deeply filled Yan Yunxiao's heart, he still felt a emptiness in his heart.

Is there something missing?

What is it, what exactly is it?
The more I think about it, the more my brain hurts.

People in the fire scene rushed to escape, screaming like ghosts, no one noticed Yan Yunxiao in the corner at all.

At this time, he covered his head with his hands, staggered against the wooden wall and knocked his head up over and over again, trying to disperse the pain deep in his mind.

But all in vain.

In the end, the pain comparable to a cracked skull made Yan Yunxiao curl up in a corner, dying from the pain.

This endless pain produced a kind of hopeless calm.

He fell into the fire, his eyes reflected the panic-stricken crowd, and they were clearly extinguished.

His eyes instinctively looked at the faces of those people, trying to see their faces clearly.

He couldn't see anyone's face clearly, but there was a phantom with an extremely clear face standing with those escaped people, looking at him gently and kindly.

"Mother..."

Looking at this familiar face, he couldn't help murmuring, but he couldn't talk about joy in his heart.

Whenever his inner demons pull him back to the vortex of memory, he is unwilling to believe the fact that his mother and concubine have passed away.

But when he imagined that his mother and concubine were still in front of him, he knew clearly in his heart how his mother and concubine left him in the first place.

So the person in front of you is an illusion.

Illusion...

Yan Yunxiao was startled, as if shocked by the conclusion he made lightly.

The fact that he didn't want to believe and couldn't believe it before was actually accepted by him at this moment.

In the years when his mother and concubine died, he had never been so sober.

Yan Yunxiao stared blankly, the loving phantom smiled at him, as if saying goodbye, and slowly faded out of his sight along with the crowd.

The madness in Yan Yunxiao's eyes gradually calmed down, and the palaces and palaces in his eyes also turned into phantoms and dissipated one by one, turning into the real and noisy fire scene at this moment.

His thoughts gradually turned, he regained control of his brain, and began to think about the current situation.

"Boom!"

A beam broke, and a corner of the flower building collapsed, instantly crushing a large group of people and blocking the way out for many people.

The fire climbed higher and higher.

Yan Yunxiao touched his aching heart, and felt the two sword sores penetrating his body.

On that night when the mountain wind was piercing through the bones, the woman rose up and rushed beside him, stretched out her arm resolutely, and grabbed the third sword that was stabbing at him.

The white blade was dyed a scorching red in her hand.

That was the most thrilling color Yan Yunxiao had ever seen.

"Dong dong."

The heart beat fast and violently, Yan Yunxiao supported the pain of the old wound and cracked, and climbed up against the ruins.

He didn't know how embarrassed he was at the moment, the inside of his clothes was already stained with blood, the flames surrounded him, the extremely high temperature burned his skin black and red, sweat was like rain, and the corners of his robe were also stained with sparks.

The madness that had disappeared in his eyes gradually turned into another kind of passion.

"what!"

"Boom!"

Gritting his teeth and roaring, he picked up the pillar that had just been smashed down and moved it away, abruptly making a way out, and the people trapped inside rushed out of it.

And Yan Yunxiao walked towards the depths of the raging fire under everyone's surprised eyes.

Su Jiuer.

That name clearly appeared in his mind.

A quarter of an hour ago, perhaps she was passing him.

He'd be damned, if only he'd been more suspicious of that box.

Little did he know that his heart was in a mess when he heard about Su Jiu'er.

The pavilion collapsed little by little, and the flaming sawdust flew in the air. His eyes swept over the faces of every fleeing person in the fire scene, or the severely injured body on the ground.

If his former heart disease was that he could not accept his mother's death and became crazy, then he is now crazy to find Su Jiu'er.

Song Xingshi managed to lock onto Yan Yunxiao's body again in the fire scene, but his heart skipped a beat.

Because he was rushing toward a raging fire desperately.

"You don't want to die!"

Star Master Song roared loudly.

Yan Yunxiao, you are simply crazy!
(End of this chapter)