The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

The bell tower is five stories high, and each floor gradually becomes smaller, forming an elegant and robust tower structure. The bottom floor is a heavy stone structure with fine reliefs and patterns carved on it, showing ancient myths and legends. As the number of floors increases, the bell tower gradually turns to wood. In the night, the bell tower exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The moonlight gently sprinkles on the stone exterior wall of the bell tower, making the bell tower look simple and solemn. The bell tower in the night has a clear outline and towers into the sky, like a silent guardian, quietly watching over this ancient city.

The top of the bell tower is clearly visible in the night sky, like a beacon pointing to the horizon. In the dead of night, the bells of the bell tower will ring leisurely, echoing in the silent night sky, as if telling ancient legends and stories.

Inside the bell tower, faint light shines through the ancient window frames, illuminating the mottled walls and ancient wooden structures.

Feng Yanan and Little Fox stepped onto the narrow and winding staircase of the bell tower and walked towards the top of the building step by step. Beside the staircase, the dim light cast mottled shadows on the wall, adding a bit of mystery and ancient atmosphere.

As they gradually ascended, the whole view of the capital gradually appeared before their eyes. A breeze blew gently from the vent on the roof, bringing a hint of coolness. The little fox jumped onto Feng Yanan's shoulder and together they looked down at the bustling city.

The capital city shows a different style under the night. In the distance, the glazed tiles of the palace sparkle in the moonlight, like gems inlaid on the earth. On both sides of the street, the lights are bright, and shops, restaurants, stages... various buildings are scattered in an orderly manner, forming a prosperous and orderly picture.

Nearby, people were busy walking on the streets, their laughter, hawking and opera intertwined, forming the unique melody of life in Beijing. These sounds echoed in the night sky, as if telling the story of Beijing to Feng Yanan and the little fox.

On the rooftop, the two seemed to be in an observation deck, with the whole world unfolding at their feet. Feng Yanan couldn't help but sigh at the prosperity and beauty of this ancient city, while the little fox leaned gently beside her, his eyes flashing with excitement and curiosity.

Feng Yanan suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint fire in the distance. At first, she thought it was just a bonfire and didn't pay much attention to it. But as time went by, the fire gradually became brighter and more dazzling, like a meteor streaking across the sky, tearing the night in half. She felt an inexplicable sense of tension in her heart, and immediately realized that it was not a simple fire, but a rapidly spreading fire.

The little fox seemed to sense his master's nervousness and looked in the direction her gaze was pointing.

The man and the fox quickly ran towards the source of the fire, with a strong urge in their hearts - to put out the fire! Although the fire had illuminated the night sky, the surroundings were still silent, with only the faint cries for help from afar reminding her of the urgency of time.

As she approached the fire, the heat wave rushed towards her, as if it was going to swallow her up. The firelight shone on her face, reflecting her determined eyes and tense nerves. She looked around and found that the fire was out of control. The flames were madly devouring the surrounding buildings and trees, turning them into ashes.

Feng Yanan suddenly found two figures in the fire. She immediately realized that someone was trapped in the fire, and a strong urge to rescue surged in her heart. She looked around for rescue tools that could be used, but there were only some simple fire-fighting equipment around, and no professional rescue equipment. At this time. She thought: It would be great if there was a fire extinguisher. Suddenly there was an extra bottle of fire extinguisher in her hand. She had no time to be surprised, no time to hesitate, Feng Yanan quickly rushed to the location of the two figures. She used all her strength to wave the fire extinguisher in her hand, trying to put out the fire and open a safe passage for the trapped people. The fire was fierce and the heat wave was rolling, but she did not flinch and took out bottle after bottle of fire extinguisher. There was only one belief in her heart-rescue those two people!

With her unremitting efforts, the fire gradually weakened, and she finally saw the two trapped people. They were a mother and a child. The mother hugged the child tightly, trying to use her body to shield the child from the fire. The child's heartbreaking cry made Feng Yanan even more anxious.

She immediately rushed to the mother and child, first took the child from the mother's arms, carefully protected it in her own arms, then helped the mother up and evacuated to a safe area together. During the evacuation process, she kept comforting the mother and child, telling them that they were safe and not to be afraid.

Under her leadership, the three of them escaped the fire scene smoothly. The mother and son were filled with gratitude, tightly holding her hands and thanking her repeatedly. Feng Yanan smiled and comforted them, telling them that they were safe and didn't need to worry anymore.