Rebirth of the noble daughter

Chapter 390 401. Buried Alive
But the two of them were not good at equestrian skills, and they couldn't control the maddened horse. Chi Zimo patted the horse's head and ran towards the carriage with his strength.

As soon as he got into the front of the carriage, he suddenly crashed, and all the people and the carriage fell into a ground fissure. Many houses fell down on it, and the four of them and a horse were buried alive in the ruins in an instant!
Feng Jinyao's first reaction was that it was over, and I was afraid that Xiao Ming would have to explain it here.

Then, in a violent impact, she passed out straight away, and the only thing she felt was that someone hugged her behind her.

Xiao Tingyi chased after him desperately, and when he came to the place where the group of people passed by, he saw collapsed beams and people running away with their heads in their hands.

"Ayao! Ayao!"

Shouting anxiously, I only hope that person can give me a little response!
Unfortunately, the only response to him was the sky filled with ashes and gradually blurred vision.

After everything was settled, Qiao Shanwei came out from a corner in a disheveled state.

The ashes made him cough, but before he could react, he was pulled out of the ruins.

What catches the eye is Ding Wang's blue veins bursting out, his eyes are red as if he wants to eat people, and he asked him with a hoarse voice.

"Where's A Yao?"

Qiao Shanwei immediately looked around.

But there were ruins everywhere in front of him, and it was his first time in Shuzhou, so he couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north.

"My cousin's carriage was frightened, and I didn't know which direction it was going. I... I can't tell."

No matter how powerful Qiao Shanwei was in his previous life, he is still just a 14-year-old boy now, even a child is not an exaggeration.

How can such a sudden disaster stabilize the mind.

Xiao Tingyi didn't blame him, but hated herself for taking Feng Jinyao with her from time to time, otherwise she would be able to protect Feng Jinyao no matter what happened like this time.

It won't be as anxious as it is now but helpless.

Behind him, Xu Lin settled Wen Zhonghe, and immediately brought the hidden guards.

A group of more than [-] people all showed up, and began to move without saying a word to the ruins.

Because Xiao Tingyi was standing inside, digging down desperately.

You don't need to ask, it must be Miss Feng San who is buried below.

Xu Lin thumped in his heart. If Miss Feng San died unfortunately this time, wouldn't the prince...

No, even for the sake of the prince, they have to rescue people.

So they spread out with people and kept digging down.

Qiao Shanwei didn't even have time to cry about the fright he had just suffered, so he also moved the ruins.

He has never practiced martial arts, so he is not as strong as Xu Lin and the others. If he can't move the wooden beam, he can only move what he can move.

Then I kept thinking in my mind, which direction the carriage was going just now.

Otherwise, even if they moved for three days and three nights, they might not be able to move so many ruins.

At that time, my cousin might not be crushed to death, but she will die of starvation and thirst.

The more anxious you are, the more blank your mind becomes.

Not far away, Xiao Tingyi's fingertips were already covered with bloodstains, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

There was only one thought in his mind, even if he abolished this hand, he would dig Feng Jinyao out.

Not a word, not a moment's pause.

Digging until night fell, the hidden guards behind him collapsed one by one, but he continued to dig.

Xu Lin wanted to step forward to stop him, but he also knew that it would be useless to say anything at this moment.

He seemed to see the appearance of the prince who went to war back then, determined to drive the Nanyue army out of Dajin with the determination to die.

Therefore, he didn't say a word, and continued to dig beside King Ding unremittingly.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually brightened, and when Yang Zhao brought people over, Xiao Tingyi had been digging without sleep for almost a day and a night, and the rubble beside him had piled up into a mountain top.

"My lord!"

Yang Zhao shouted, and wanted to run quickly, but his movement was too loud, and the ruins, which were already a little unstable, were faintly turbulent, so scared that he stopped immediately.

"do not move!"

Xiao Tingyi crawled on top of the ruins, waiting for the aftershock to slow down.

Although there has been no progress so far, he firmly believes that Feng Jinyao must still be alive waiting for him to rescue him, so when the aftershock passed, he glanced around and found a corner of the carriage by accident.

With surprise in his eyes, he rushed over, and when he was about to approach, he slowly walked down, for fear that he would make too much noise and cause the already dangerous carriage to fall again.

Then he gestured towards Xu Lin and Yang Zhao.

They have followed King Ding for many years, and they know the situation at a glance.

So he picked the most agile people who were deeply impressed and followed them slowly.

When they walked in front of the ruins, they found that the carriage was deeply trapped in it, and the horses had long been smashed to death by wooden beams, and the blood had dried up, exuding a strong fishy smell.

Xiao Tingyi cautiously called out to the carriage.

"Ayao! Ayao!"

His voice caused a faint tremor, and the dust covered on it fell down again.

Feng Jinyao, who was already in a daze, seemed to have heard the movement, and wanted to respond, but felt that her chest was squeezed and uncomfortable, and she was speechless.

Fortunately, there was a small stone at hand, and she could only use her last strength to tap lightly, hoping that someone above could hear it.

Xiao Tingyi's ears were amazing, and when Feng Jinyao hit the first sound, he signaled everyone to be quiet.

Then he listened carefully, and when he was sure that the sound was coming from below, he wept with joy.

His face was covered with dust, and he didn't even notice when tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Don't be afraid, A Yao, the king is here."

The voice was so soft that Xu Lin and others couldn't help swallowing when they saw it.

And Feng Jinyao seemed to feel this calming emotion and breath, and passed out again.

After determining the location of the carriage, the next step is how to rescue the people.

Xu Lin's suggestion was to dig slowly around the carriage, and when they reached a place with a door, they could pull the four of them up in one go.

When they did, they found that it didn't work.

The carriage fell into the cracks of the ground, there was nothing underneath it, and it was lucky to be suspended here by relying on the surrounding things, but if these were removed, the carriage would lose its balance and continue to fall.

Wouldn't it be too late for regrets by then.

So this approach was not adopted.

Yang Zhao prefers to cut through the mess quickly, "If you want me to say, get the brothers to fix this carriage, and then pull it out in one go, otherwise the longer the delay, the more dangerous it will be for Miss San and the others."

Although Xiao Tingyi heard the sound of impact coming from below, they were not sure who made it.

If it's Miss San, it's okay, but if it's someone else...

(End of this chapter)