Zhu Lan is dead

"No." Cuisheng looked at him and said with a smile, his glass-like pupils were extraordinarily bright reflected by the firelight, he propped himself up slowly and stood up, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Fanji's arm, "Trust me, you Can survive."

"..." Ye Fan looked at him for a while, speechless. For the first time, facing such a suffocating and desperate situation, he might really be a disaster star, and he would always only bring disasters to others.

His fair face was blackened by the smoke, and he looked at Cuisheng with almost dull eyes, and he smiled wryly, "If your life is lost in my hands, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Clenching his fingers slowly, he smashed a piece of wood next to him that was about to burn, and he turned around to kill the oncoming swords. The people on the opposite side seemed to be intimidated by his momentum, but hesitated. In that instant, the wood in Ye Fan's hands pierced directly into his face.

Immediately, blood and screams proliferated in the flames, and he bent his knees and kicked the opposite person mercilessly, snatched the long knife from the opponent's hand, and slashed at the next person head-on.

The pain in his body was almost numb, making him crazy, his eyes were filled with fire and blood, and the consciousness in his mind began to sink, and gradually, he was the only one left.

Another person was kicked to the ground, and then fell into the sea of ​​flames downstairs along the burnt railing. Ye Fan looked at the scene in front of him, but was at a loss. Some blood flowed from half of his body, together with the wet The see-through thin shirt also became tattered.

At the last moment when he was exhausted, he was kicked on the shoulder by someone, and flew out directly. His body hit the railing and swayed for a while, and his mouth was also salty.

Fortunately, Cuisheng grabbed him with quick eyes and hands, and before he could stand still, the man in black who followed behind him had already killed him with a machete.

Subconsciously, he blocked it with his bare hands, and as expected, a sharp pain spread in the palm of his hand. Cuisheng couldn't help but yelled. Ye Fan was startled, and just about to get up to look, he was quickly caught by him. Cover your eyes and press down.

Drops of sweat mixed with blood splashed on his face, Ye Fan opened his eyes wide, desperately trying to struggle away, but the strength of the man in front of him was surprisingly strong.

It seems that the usual powerless appearance is especially effective when it comes to him.

Seeing that they had no room to resist, the people who followed began to kick Cuisheng's body one by one, and occasionally raised their long knives to leave wounds on this person's body.

People will always enjoy the pleasure of slowly looming on a prey who is powerless to resist, their faces are getting more and more deteriorating, but the corners of their mouths are always pursed and refuse to be weak.

"Are you crazy? Why are you doing this..." Holding Cuisheng's sleeve tightly in his hands, he finally couldn't help the red eyes when he saw the man's forbearance.

"Crying, why are you crying..." Cuisheng looked at him and raised the corners of his lips, but before he could smile, the knife on his back made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you think I'll survive if you do this, don't be naive!" Ye Fan yelled at him, his eyes almost tearing apart, "None of us can escape!"

"Hmph...don't worry..." His brows furrowed deeply, "I will definitely die before you..."

"..."

His eyes became blurred, he seemed to be a little smug at Ye Fanji's appearance and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it first, I want to apologize to you..."

"..."

"Actually, you don't look like that person at all..."

"You are unique, and so is he..."

"It's just..." The pain in his eyes began to burn, he distorted his face, his voice was almost choked up, "He is a kind person...he is kind to everyone and never stingy... half of his kindness..."

The blade penetrated deep into the flesh, and opened bloody mouths one after another. The blood was drained little by little, but the pain made people learn to be numb.

The person who seemed to know all the past years in front of his eyes, who could talk and laugh with a glass of thin wine and a paper fan, was no longer there. He retracted his eyebrows, but the tears that lingered in his eyes for a long time could not stop falling.

Cuisheng stretched out an arm to press against his ear, thinking of stretching out a finger to trace his eyebrows and eyes, but a heavy knife fell off his shoulder, his fingers trembled violently, and he clenched his fist and hit the ground, just laughing. , I can only laugh, "And you... you can't be called good, but you are more righteous than anyone else..."

"I can remember the way you saved me just now..."

"But..." The vision became blurred, and even the stunned face became hazy, like the moon reflected in the water, so illusory that people were stunned, "My life is coming to an end, I can't remember Yours, righteousness..."

"Wake up, don't fall asleep..." Ye Fan stared at him, and shouted hoarsely: "Who the hell told you to remember... Hurry up..."

As if he had finished his last words, the corners of his mouth curled up in a satisfied arc, but he lowered his head heavily, the damp heat from his head and neck gushed out, and the sticky breath lingered on the tip of his nose.

Another knife went down, and the people lying on the ground seemed to be silent. The men in black with long knives exchanged secret glances at each other. One of them bent down and pulled Cuisheng away, followed by half of his body. Ye Fanji was exposed below, but before the long knife in another person's hand could be chopped off, a sharp arrow flew out of nowhere, piercing through layers of black smoke and hitting the person's heart.

After being hit by the body, he might as well take a step back, hit the burnt railing, and was buried in the sea of ​​flames, and the people around him saw the situation before they could see the situation clearly, and then one after another sharp arrows flew towards them , The hostility cut through the sky, pierced the sky, and shot and killed the remaining men in black without leaving a single piece of armor.

"My lord, this building is about to collapse..."

The sea of ​​flames in front of him burned more and more intensely, almost dyed the sky red, and waves of heat rushed towards his face, almost melting people.

His pupils were reddened by the flames, and his ears were filled with the crackling sound of continuous explosions and the loud noise of falling heavy objects. Seeing that the pavilion might not last until the light of day was turned into ruins, he no longer hesitated in his heart, turned around and went straight to the building. The escalator on the side rushed up.

"My lord!" Seeing that the figure flying upstairs has been submerged by the entire sea of ​​flames, Jin Yuanyi broke out in a sweat, pointing to the attendant at the side and said, "Hurry up and send someone to put out the fire, you, follow me to find the lord!"

It didn't take long to walk under the feet, and there was a "boom" from the ears of a collapse, and a burst of fire and black smoke, so smoked that people couldn't even open their eyes, but Yu Changqi didn't stop, turned over and jumped towards the corridor.

Then before he could see clearly, a burnt cornice on top of his head suddenly fell off completely, and he retreated violently, the corner of his clothes was almost burned.

After several times of searching, he couldn't find even half a person, and he couldn't help becoming more and more anxious. A wave of heat made people sweat profusely on his face, and the road in front of him was almost blocked by the rushing flames.

Just when I couldn't grasp the situation in my heart and planned to go back the same way to find another source, a puff of black smoke rose up in front of my eyes, and I saw a familiar figure in a daze.

I couldn't help being pleasantly surprised. I just looked down and saw that the wooden floor under my feet was almost completely burned through. I looked around and saw that it was also surrounded by heat waves.

A gust of night wind blows towards the face with flames, rolling up a thousand layers of heat waves. Yu Changqi looked up and found that the top floor of the pavilion was still connected to a thick crossbar.

The carved woodwork on the crossbeam is the support of the whole beam, so it is naturally much stronger than other places, so I no longer hesitated, stepped on the railing that was about to be broken, jumped up to the side, and grabbed the place with my fingers desperately. The crossbar, with half of its body hanging in the air, is an endless sea of ​​flames beneath its feet.

He opened his eyes and looked around for a while, and saw the figure behind the wall of fire without any surprise. He reached out and grabbed the crossbar, thinking that he could pass through the wall of fire little by little before it rose, but a few sparks suddenly jumped up. Top hem.

Yu Changqi was startled, he didn't even hesitate for a moment, kicked his feet towards the wall pillar beside him, and swung his body towards the fire wall with all his strength.

Fortunately, he was lucky and landed on the ground safely, but he was almost tripped by a heavy object that fell under his feet. After stabilizing his figure, he rushed straight forward.

Ye Fan was completely unconscious, his face was covered in black marks, and his nose and eyes were almost unrecognizable. Yu Changqi stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, but the corners of his eyes were moist, and his fingers slightly Checking his breath, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after finding that there was still one breath left.

Just when he was about to stand up with the person in his arms, Ye Fanji suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils were clear, he opened his mouth but found that his throat was tingling, and he couldn't say anything.

"I will take you out of here, don't worry..." Reaching out his hand to push away the sweaty hair on his forehead, Ye Fanji frowned, his mouth was open but he couldn't utter a word, his eyes were almost Crying, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Changqi's sleeve and pointed to the side.

When he pointed like this, Yu Changqi realized that there was a person lying beside him, so he couldn't help but put down Ye Fan and leaned over to check on that person.

Cuisheng lay on the ground and didn't respond, Yu Changqi stretched out his hand to pull him, but just as his fingers wiped his neck, his body stiffened involuntarily.

"save him……"

Ye Fan hoarsely rushed forward, but Yu Changqi stopped him, his eyes were red, "...he is dead."

"..."

A drop of tear could not be restrained, it slipped from the side of the eye socket, he said in embarrassment, "How is it possible..."

Obviously this person tried his best to save him, protect him and make fun of him just a moment ago, how could it be...

"Don't look..." Yu Changqi tried to hug him into his arms, but Ye Fanji suddenly gritted his teeth and pushed him away, and walked forward to pick up the fallen man. The man in front of him was pale Looking at a face, the face that was originally white as jade was defeated with all the world of mortals scattered.

His eyes were tightly closed, but the smile on the corner of his mouth never faded away.

"..."

You may as well touch this man's cold and stiff neck with your fingers, only to realize how ridiculous the facts in front of you are.

Looking at his stiff back, Yu Changqi couldn't help but fluctuate in his patient expression. He stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Fanji a little bit, and the sound of cracking in his ears rose and fell in the void.

"Let's go, he's dead..."