Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

However, before he could shoot, Ximen Longting rushed into the flames.

"Slow for a few seconds."

Dong Gongzi put away the pistol regretfully, he was a little too happy: "But, what is he doing there?"

Ximen Longting's behavior from just now to now can be called weird.

He is such a proud man, like a king who acts arbitrarily...

Never tolerate any insult.

Even death should be the most heroic.

But Donggong Ziche insulted him like this, he didn't seem to pay attention at all.

There was a thick sea of ​​fire, and the smoke was thick. The pillars on both sides kept falling to the ground, and the burnt horizontal boards fell down with the fire one by one.

Ximen Longting began to regret why he built the church with wood!

"Jing Jiaren!"

"Jing Jiao~wife!"

Damn, he agreed that he would not let her encounter any danger from others, and that he would always be by her side.

He said that even if they die, they will die together, and she will be in his arms...

How could she leave before he came?

Ximen Longting's eyes were red, and he was holding his mobile phone, getting closer and closer to the red dot.

Countless burnt pieces of wood fell around, and he saw the ruins piled up in front of him.

"Jing Jiaren! Come out!"

He frantically pawed at the broken stones on the ground.

Jing Jiaren fell to the ground. Before she passed out, she remembered being hit in the head by a falling stone.

He vaguely heard Ximen Longting calling her... Well, it's so uncomfortable, my head hurts.

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes, and in front of her was a pile of collapsed ruins. The maid was still holding her with one hand outside...

The whole body has been covered by the ruins.

Jing Jiaren was startled, and withdrew her hand abruptly.

"Jing Jiaren!"

Is it Ximen Longting's voice?

"Jing Jiaren—"

The thick smoke was billowing, Jing Jiaren was fascinated, and her throat was so sore from the smoke that she couldn't make a loud sound.There was fire all around, and the ruins in front were shaking, and it was obvious that it might fall again...

Jing Jiaren stood up abruptly and stepped back. Sure enough, the ruins were sliding down, completely covering the servant's bloody hand.

"Ximen Longting..."

She coughed and shouted, wondering if he could hear her.

More and more walls collapsed, and Ximen Longting's voice could no longer be heard.

The smoke is leaving in one direction—

So, there must be an exit there!

Jing Jiaren collected herself, covered her mouth and nose with a scarf soaked in blood, and quickly escaped there!

After making a big bend, Jing Jiaren finally escaped, her eyes were smoky and she kept crying.

There is less smoke outside than inside, and the air is relatively smooth.

Jing Jiaren took a few deep breaths and walked stumblingly, blind and without direction.

I vaguely saw a figure standing in front of the ruins with his back to her, frantically digging——

"Jing Jiaren, I don't want a daughter anymore..."

"I don't want anything but you!"

"Jing Jiao~ Wife, listen to me! Listen to me!"

Jing Jiaren's tears burst out suddenly. I wonder if the smoke caused her too much pain, but she couldn't stop her tears.

"I'm greedy...I'm so greedy that I want everything...as long as it's about you! Jing Jiaren! Jing Jiaren!"

Ximen Longting took out stones and threw them aside, shouting in a hoarse voice, mechanically as if he knew only that one action.

Regardless of how dangerous the place he is in, he may be buried at any time...

What he cares about now is no longer life and death.

!!