My Empress is My Bad Girl

The flames on the beams instantly ignited the dry books on the shelves, gradually spreading to the wood.

Before long, the fire will burn Xiao Er.

Even if they didn't burn him, the thin wet kerchief they covered their nose and mouth would not last long for the smoky aggression.

Zhaohui collapsed completely.

"Don't run away?" Xiao Er looked at her as if he was lively, crying with tears and nose.

"I want to escape now, there is no way!"

There is fire all around, and the escape route has been completely blocked.

Zhaohui howled loudly.

She don't want to die with this big liar.

Xiao Er laughed mockingly: "What's the use of crying now? It would be better to know that you don't come in? It's all right after the fire burns to your body, and it hurts. It looks like it's not much better."

Zhaohui imagined the scene, and she shuddered and cried in fright: "It's all this time, you, can't you say something nice? Anyway, I suffered because of saving you."

"Is anyone begging you to come in?"

"you-"

Zhaohui was almost vomiting blood by what he said, but the fear that she was about to burst into flames made her unable to get angry.

She curled up and hugged her body, trying to keep the fire away from her, sobbing: "Are you not afraid of death at all?"

Xiao Er said indifferently: "You die when you cry, and you die when you smile. Since you are always going to die, why should you let yourself die so ugly."

"I'm going to die, I don't care if it's ugly! You are a celestial nobleman, you are holding the air, you love face, and you are still full of your head at this time!" Zhaohui cried and cursed, "Who did I offend me? By the end of your life, it will be blood mold for eight lifetimes!"

Xiao Er did not speak.

He feels very painful now.

Only silence can be a little bit patient.

Zhaohui couldn't hear him, but was even more frightened. She cried and said, "Don't die, I'm so scared."

Xiao Er lay on the ground, closed his eyes, as if muttering to himself: "Don't worry, I am so dead that I can't die."

Where can Zhaohui believe it.

The bookshelves were burning, illuminating their faces.

Zhaohui suddenly got up, took off her soaked jacket, and waved to hit the fire on the bookshelf, trying to stop the fire from spreading.

Just then, with a bang, the bookshelf was burnt.

Zhaohui's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly moved over to move the remaining piece of wood that was holding down her second leg.

"Hurry up and help me!" she shouted.

Xiao Er suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly: "You get out of the way!"

Zhaohui didn't know why, but still subconsciously obeyed his orders and avoided fire-free corners.

Xiao Er raised his intact right leg, poured all the strength accumulated from the rest to the present into his right foot, and slammed hard towards the bookshelf.

The bookshelves were scattered and cracked.

Xiao Er finally regained her freedom!

However, his left leg bone was crushed and he could not move at all.

Zhaohui was overjoyed and hurriedly came over to help him up, but when he saw the surrounding situation, she felt discouraged: "What should I do, there is no way out."

At this time, a child’s cry came from a distance outside: "Xiao Er, can you hear it? If you hear it, immediately find something to cover yourself. I will push this burning house into the lake!"

Xiao Er coughed a few times and replied loudly: "I see, Second Sister, you can do it!"

Zhaohui didn’t know the children’s abilities, she couldn’t help but wondered, and whispered, “Push the house into the lake? How could it be possible? The second princess is afraid that she is confused...”