The husband is actually time-traveling!

Chapter 29
"stop!"

The person who came was County Magistrate Ke, and he hurried over with a few captors.

Liu Guangtai glanced at him, but he didn't pay attention at all, and ordered to his subordinates: "Light it up!"

"No..." Ke Xiucheng's eyes were red, he wanted to rush to save people, but he was stopped by four or five policemen beside him.

The four or five policemen he brought were the most cowardly of Liu Guangtai's tall and burly servants, but they were still powerful enough to stop his own county magistrate.

The policemen were also very worried. The new young county magistrate had no background, yet he developed such a stubborn temper and wanted to fight against the Liu family.

Is it difficult to turn a blind eye to some things?
The flame fell into the firewood pile, at first it was just a small flame, and then it grew bigger and bigger.

Looking at the little figure that was about to be submerged in the fire, Ke Xiucheng felt very regretful.

Yes, can't you turn a blind eye?
It's all his fault.

If he didn't insist on asking, Aunt Zhou wouldn't tell the truth.

The child was killed by him.

Wan Yanjing has not yet felt the pain of being burned, the thick smoke has already made her feel the pain of suffocation.

And Huo Xiang calmly closed his eyes and waited for death quietly.

The fire ignited and surrounded Huo Xiang, and Huo Xiang's body could hardly be seen from the outside.

Liu Guangtai stroked his sleeves twice, stood up, and was about to go home.

It was a trivial matter, and he shouldn't come forward, but for the sake of prudence, it's better for him to see this little boy turn into ashes with his own eyes.

Wan Yanjing was in great pain, the smoke should have made people lose consciousness, and being burned would not be so unforgettable, but she was always awake.

At this moment, a man in white clothes fell from the sky, kicked over the fire frame, grabbed Huo Xiang by his hair and lifted him out of the fire. He moved quickly in the air, and finally stood some distance away from the fire frame.

People saw his appearance clearly in the exclamation.

The man in white has soft eyebrows and handsome features. If you don't look at his tall height, you might be recognized as a girl disguised as a man.

He carried a simple and simple sword box on his back, although it was to save people, but the technique was not so gentle, thanks to the lightness of little Huo Xiang, otherwise, his scalp would have been peeled off just by his tricks.

"I want this doll. If you want to sacrifice it, why don't you change it?" The white-clothed man was imposing, his eyes were extremely sharp. He glanced at the altar, the surrounding people, and the Liuzhuang guards who were approaching him. , Said bluntly.

Liu Guangtai squinted his eyes, very displeased.

"You are young, but your tone is arrogant. I don't know which brother is it?"

The man in white looked to be about the same age as Ke Xiucheng, and the arrogance and disdain in his expression were almost to the sky.

"I told you that you are ignorant and don't know." The white-clothed man glanced at the sluggish little Huo Xiang in his hand, and he kicked over the altar, wiping the rushing Liu Zhuang guards with his strange movements. He passed by and disappeared before everyone's eyes like a ghost.

Huo Xiang was holding Yoyo in his hand, coughing violently.

It's a pity that the man in white didn't have any sympathy for the young at all, he carried Huo Xiang further away from him in disdain while driving.

A few minutes later, the man in white carried him to a luxurious and huge carriage.

The horses graze freely around.

Under the shade of a tree, a young Taoist priest and an old man were playing chess.

The young Taoist priest was dressed in a gray Taoist robe and a simple Taoist crown on his head. He had a white face and a gentle and elegant appearance.

The old man has white beard and hair, slightly long eyebrow tails, and looks benevolent. He should have a fairy-like appearance, but a big gold chain as thick as a finger is hung around his neck, making him look like a rich man.

"Liu'er, what did you pick up outside again?" the old man asked without looking up, his eyes focused on the chessboard.

The man in white frowned and put little Huo Xiang on the front of the carriage, then quickly took off the transparent gloves on his hands and threw them away.

"Over the county road, someone is setting fire to the little murderer. I think the little murderer is quite interesting, so I sneaked back. Would you like to take a look, he seems to be dying."

"Little murderer?" The young Taoist raised his head in surprise.

At this time, the old man pushed the chess board with a blank expression: "A Ling, saving people is the most important thing, let's consider this game a draw."

The young Taoist priest looked at the jumbled chess pieces on the chessboard, and was speechless for a moment.But facing the old man's suddenly serious expression, he could only forcefully swallow the words he wanted to blurt out, and went to Huo Xiang to have a look first.

Wan Yanjing looked at the young Taoist priest walking towards him, feeling familiar.

The Taoist priest was getting closer and closer, but for some reason Wan Yanjing's vision became more and more blurred. It might be that Huo Xiang's body was too weak and he was going to faint.

The Taoist's hand was on Huo Xiang's chest.

Wan Yanjing was shocked, and wanted to dodge, she leaned back vigorously, this time her gaze moved according to her dodge.

She broke away from little Huo Xiang's body suddenly, and then entered a certain vortex.

The last thing I saw before leaving was the green wrench on the young Taoist's thumb.

The whole finger is green, and the face of the ring is a rare light green gemstone.

Until Wan Yanjing really opened her eyes, it seemed that the rare finger-wrench and the slender hand of the young Taoist priest were still shaking in front of her eyes.

"The princess is awake!"

"Finally awake."

"Quickly pass on the doctor girl."

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes amidst the exclamation of a bunch of maidservants.

The agony of a broken leg and smoke still tormented her nerves.

She tried to move her leg, but the huge pain made her face turn pale, and she broke out in a cold sweat instantly.

The throat burned by the thick smoke seemed to have brought from the dream to reality, making her unable to speak. She could only open her eyes to judge the current situation.

Wan Yanjing saw Huo Xiang lying beside him, and the severed iron chain on his wrist.

It was a big dream all night, but she seemed to have spent many days and nights in reality.

The memory finally came back, and she remembered what happened before the dream.

She slept in her own bamboo garden, and tied herself to the bed with iron chains.

But now when she woke up from the dream, the chain broke, and she appeared in Huo Xiang's room again.

(End of this chapter)