good night warlord

Gu Qingyi's consciousness gradually returned, she only remembered that she fell asleep very quickly after returning to the room, but it was impossible for her to not notice such a big thing happening outside.

Just thinking about what went wrong, Gu Qingyi suddenly felt the body of the man holding her shake:
"Shi Yan? What's wrong with you?"

During the war, Yan frowned. He suddenly lost strength just now. Fortunately, he stabilized his body in time so that he would not let go and let the girl in his arms fall to the ground.

"It's okay, I tripped."

He said something to reassure her, but Gu Qingyi could tell something was wrong from the tight jawline of his clenched teeth, especially, the pace at which he hugged her and left was no longer as fast as before.

The door, which is obviously only a few steps away, seems a bit out of reach in Gu Qingyi's eyes.

But she doesn't have any strength in her body now. If she still doesn't understand the reason, she is really stupid:
"Shi Yan, there is a mist in the room."

During the war, Yan hugged her tightly, without denying her guess:
"Don't worry, I'll take you out of here."

Gu Qingyi was in his arms, as long as he raised his eyes, he could see flames raging on the ceiling. The room that was not on fire was quickly spread by thick smoke, but he didn't even wear a gas mask:
"Shi Yan, put me down, I don't want us all to die here."

"Don't say stupid things, I won't let you have trouble." You, and the baby, will be all right, I won't allow it.

He clenched the tip of his tongue, allowing the tingling pain to awaken the potential of his body. He was about to reach the door, but the flames rose up because of a gust of wind, sealing the door tightly.

She had already implicated him once in her previous life, and in this life, she could not implicate him again.

If the delay continues, even if the fire is extinguished, Yan will be poisoned by the thick smoke during the war.

When the time comes, both of them will die: "Wartime Yan..."

But during the war, Yan didn't let her say the following words at all, and uttered three words firmly:

"impossible."

Obviously she couldn't move her body, and she couldn't even feel the pain no matter how tightly he hugged her, but her eyes were still very hot, and her eyes were blurred.

She stopped talking because she knew the more he talked, the more smoke he inhaled.

"Yi Baoer, close your eyes."

He tightened his iron arms, looked at the raging flames at the door, lowered his eyes and warned.

Gu Qingyi obediently obeyed, and closed her eyes. The moment she closed her eyes, a crystal tear fell from the corner of her eyes.

Because she closed her eyes, her other senses were magnified a lot, and there was a crackling sound coming from her ears. She closed her eyes tightly so as not to distract him anymore.

Downstairs, under Jiang Heng's obstruction, Gu Haichuan could only look up desperately at the thick smoke billowing from the burning floor. dizziness.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Uncle Cheng quickly took out the Heart-Helping Pill: "Master, don't worry, maybe the uncle will show up with the young lady later, you must not be in a hurry anymore, just to be on the safe side, you should take the Heart-Helping Pill first. "

Now Gu Haichuan only begs his daughter and son-in-law not to have any accidents, knowing that what Uncle Cheng said is right, he has no choice but to obey.

With a cold face, Jiang Heng said in a deep voice, "I'll go up and look for Mr. and Young Mistress."

Gu Haichuan hastily agreed: "Alright, please bring them down."

Jiang Heng rushed back into the hotel without saying a word.

And at this moment, Gu Haichuan heard a huge bang sound from above his head, flames and glass shards from the window fell from dozens of floors of the sky, and there was a burst of excitement from the crowd downstairs in the hotel. There was a burst of screams, and everyone ran away.

Seeing that the window that exploded was the 28th floor where his daughter was, Gu Haichuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Master, master?" Uncle Cheng's shout was quickly drowned out among the screaming crowd.

A hotel staff member who was hiding at the end of the crowd calmly looked at Gu Haichuan who had fallen not far ahead, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Li Qiao looked up at the 28th floor where the smoke was thicker. She believed that under her own plan, those two people must have been buried in the flames by now.

The sneer on her cheeks was a little stiff, she looked at the sky covered by black smoke, and murmured:

"Wartime Yan, don't blame me. You were the one who was cruel first. Only after you die, can my parents have a glimmer of hope of being released."

The three fire trucks finally arrived, and the scene was busy. Li Qiao turned and left indifferently. Her plan had been completed. Now, she had to go back and find a way to save her parents.

Gu Qingyi also heard a huge bang in Lin's ear, and she felt that Yan's body, which was like a copper wall and iron wall, froze suddenly during the war, and she opened her eyes in fear:

"Wartime Yan?"

The thick smoke had made her unable to see his face at all, and her fingers finally regained some sense. She grabbed the man's shirt tightly, but what she touched was scorching heat, which made her fingertips shrink, and she Instinctively called out:

"Wartime Yan, you're on fire."

It took him a long time to answer her: "I'm fine, I'm not on fire, Yi Baoer, don't open your eyes, I tell you to open your eyes to open them, you know?"

Gu Qingyi could hear how restrained his voice was, she didn't dare to think about how desperate they were now.

Tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably, and now even if she opened her eyes, she could no longer see his face.

She silently prayed in her heart: "God, since you gave me this opportunity, don't rush to take it back, please? Please..."

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Qingyi noticed that she was falling, but the speed of the fall was very slow, and she was gently put on the ground by him.

In his ear came his weak low voice:
"Yi Baoer, we're fine."

Gu Qingyi was still exhausted, she knew that she was being hugged by him now, and she couldn't hear his heartbeat at all through the thick gas mask.

Her fingers trembled violently, and she grabbed his clothes tightly, but when she heard the sound of his clothes being torn apart, her heart skipped a beat. Three years ago, she saw her mother being repeatedly run over by a large truck. Heartache instantly invaded her limbs.

She hated it so much, hated that she couldn't move now, hated that she couldn't see his situation clearly, she cried:
"Zhanshiyan, can you talk to me? I'm afraid. Zhanshiyan, you said you would take care of me for the rest of your life. You can't count your words. Zhanshiyan, if you dare to speak, you won't count. For the rest of my life, In the next life, in the next life, I will never forgive you..."

She cried and said:

"Can you answer me a word? Can you call me? You haven't seen our children yet, and you haven't given them a good name. Answer me..."