Wolf Dysprosium

The fire in the south of the city burned more and more fiercely, and almost all the wooden towers on the city wall fell down. People who had set up stalls to cook and fry food had fled away one after another, and the oil pan was overturned. Uncontrollable hair.

When the fire dragon floated over, Ruan Buqi already knew something was wrong.She hugged Zhuo Zhuo and jumped directly from the wooden tower more than ten meters high. Before she could take a few steps, the crowd exploded when they saw the fire dragon approaching.People pushed and shoved each other, and no one cared about looking around. Some children were pushed down and stepped on the feet of everyone. They cried twice and then fell silent.

Zhuo Zhuo was held in Ruan Buqi's arms, and at first he was so scared that he cried, but later he didn't even dare to cry, and grabbed Ruan Buqi's collar tightly.

Ruan Buqi can climb out of the city wall directly, but there are still many soldiers guarding the city wall.The soldiers used spears and spears to block those who wanted to run down the city wall, and let the wealthy people who could afford the wooden tower leave first by the stairs.Ruan Buqi cursed secretly.It was too crowded around her, and she couldn't get out, and there was another strong push from behind, and more than a dozen Beirong men pushed the women and children in front, trying to step on them and rush through the checkpoint.

At this moment, the fire dragon fell down.

Ruan Buqi held Zhuo Zhuo in his arms, he didn't care about the life and death of others, he pressed forward with a strong force, stepped on the back of the person in front with his left foot, and jumped into the air.

Amidst the terrified cries of the Beirong soldiers, she landed on the city wall.However, before she could stand still, there were several explosions behind her, and the walls of the city wall collapsed. Her feet were empty and she fell straight down.

Even though she is very good at lightness kung fu, but when the incident happened suddenly, with Zhuo Zhuo in her arms, it was hard for her to resist.With a series of loud noises, both she and Zhuo Zhuo fell into the house under the city wall.

This is an empty wooden house full of sundries, where beggars sleep at night.Half of the roof was crushed by stones, Ruan Buqi protected Zhuo Zhuo under him, knowing that his shoulders and back were injured.The injury was not serious, but the stone was extremely heavy. In order to protect Zhuo Zhuo, she lay on her stomach in a strange posture, unable to use her strength.

The fire outside was getting more and more intense, crying and howling continued, and the heat almost scorched her temples.

"...I'm in trouble!" Ruan Buqi yelled angrily, "If it wasn't for protecting you, I would have run away long ago!"

Zhuo Zhuo curled up under her, not daring to say a word, holding her body with his small hands.

Ruan Buqi observed the wood and rocks pressing on his body by the light of the fire, moved carefully, finally found a gap, and crawled backwards out of the ruins.She was trying to pull Zhuo Zhuo out, when suddenly there was a crisp sound above her head, and the wooden block with thick iron nails fell down, straight towards Zhuo Zhuo!

Ruan Buqi didn't even have time to think, and immediately stretched out his hand to block it.The iron nail was inserted into her palm immediately, the pain made Ruan Buqi bite his lip, and pulled out the wooden nail with his hands.

Zhuo Zhuo cried out in fright, Ruan Buqi yelled: "Don't cry! Crying again will kill you!" The brief confusion and the sharp pain in her hands made her lose her calm, and the roof collapsed again. It was Ruan Buqi who was crushed under the wooden slats.

Crying Zhuo Zhuo wanted to move the wooden stick, but she was too weak.The cry of the child was as loud as a whistle, and Ruan Buqi was disturbed when she heard it. She lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a while, so she tore off her skirt and wrapped the wound on her hand, and scolded Zhuo Zhuo: "My mother is not dead, You are crying!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice suddenly came from outside: "—Zhuo Zhuo? Is Zhuo Zhuo crying? Zhuo Zhuo!"

Hunda'er and Du ran along the road, the stone ladder up to the city wall was completely crowded with fleeing people, they couldn't climb the city wall, and they heard Zhuo Zhuo's cry while wandering around the corner.

The fire was still burning, Hun Da'er picked up Zhuo Zhuo and ran outside.Zhuo Zhuo cried so hard that he couldn't speak, pointing to the chaotic room: "Ruan... Ruan..."

Du urged: "Go, go! The dead people who are on fire are falling down, we can't run away from these fires."

Hun Da'er screamed in pain while running: Zhuo Zhuo kept pulling his hair and even biting his ears. "Ruan Buqi!" The child finally cried, "Ruan Buqi is inside!"

Du jumped anxiously: "A slave! Leave it alone!"

Hun Da'er stuffed Zhuo Zhuo into his arms: "We can't save Ruan Buqi, you and I will be bitten to death by Zhuo Zhuo!"

He asked Du Ze to take Zhuo Zhuo to go first, and ran back to the dilapidated house by himself.After getting through the half-collapsed door, he saw Ruan Buqi stood up carrying a heavy wooden pole, and had escaped by himself.

"I'll save you." Hun Da'er was shocked by her strength, reached out to pull Ruan Buqi and walked out.

Ruan Buqi rubbed his ears, and just turned around when Hun Da'er suddenly felt pain in the back of his neck, and he passed out on the ground.

"Everyone is so annoying!" Ruan Buqi picked him up by his loose belt, jumped onto the roof beside him, and ran forward quickly.Without Zhuo Zhuo in her arms, she showed no pity for Hun Da'er, jumped and bumped all the way, and finally threw Hun Da'er in a safe place.

She clapped her hands, turned and ran towards the fire in the other direction.

Chen Shuang's voice kept coming from his ears. Both of them had practiced the six transformations of spring, and they could communicate with each other through the technique of sound transmission.Chen Shuang was standing on the second floor of a wooden and stone house with a horse beside him.

"Jin Yan ran in." Chen Shuang looked at her, "Are we going to wait and see what happens?"

Ruan Buqi was restless: "Stop watching your grandma!" He said and jumped into the fire scene in the south of the city.

There is a large area of ​​wooden buildings on the edge of the southern city. This is the settlement of witches, called the Institute, and there are many sheds where the poor live.Before obtaining the qualifications as a witch, the Beirong witches must study here in a unified way, and they must not leave until the great witch approves.Today is the Tianshou Festival, and many shamans from the five major tribes gathered here to celebrate the celebration together.But the study place was completely surrounded by fire, Jin Yan ran all the way over, his whole body was scalded by the fire, and there was no trace of the person he wanted to find.

"Helan sulfone!"

He stood in front of Dawu's house and yelled.The stone house in front of me is five stories high, protruding a lot from the surrounding wooden buildings, and it is particularly eye-catching.But at this time the door was closed tightly, the fire was crackling, only the voices of people crying and shouting around were clear and loud.

Someone fell at Jin Yan's feet, his face was blackened, he grabbed his throat and let out a muffled yell.

Jin Yan took two steps back, he looked around blankly, fire, fire, fire was all around him.

"Helansulfone!!!"

He left the big witch's house and ran deeper.

The south of the city is where King Yunzhou's army is on duty, and many soldiers in fine silver scale armor are fighting the fire.In some places, the fire weakened, and the ground was pitch black. When Jin Yan saw a child who was about the same size as Zhuo Zhuo, he rushed over in fear.

The child had already died, Jin Yan wiped off the black ash on his face, and suddenly recognized him as the child who gave him honey fruit on the Lantern Festival.

His heart ached and he moved the child's body to the side of the road.

"Wizard? Is it a witch?" A soldier forcefully dragged him up, "Don't stay here, go for refuge!"

"Have you seen the great witch? Do you know He Lansone?" Jin Yan hurriedly grabbed the man and asked.

"I don't know you, don't know, go! Don't get in the way!" The soldier threw him aside, and a group of people dragged several corpses behind him.Jin Yan got up from the ground, and when he turned around, he saw a boot thrown on the ground where little sparks were still burning.

There was a crooked deer's head on the boot, which he had sewed on by himself.

With a bang on his head, he hurriedly grabbed the boot.The boots were left over from the dragged away corpse. The stitches on the boots were strong but not neat. The two horns on the deer head were one big and one small.

Jin Yan followed behind the person who handled the corpse.There were too many corpses, and they were randomly thrown in the open space, and all of them were charred black.Occasionally, there are still a few who have not completely died, crawling and crawling in the dark corpse mountain.Jin Yan looked and looked, there were too many feet without boots, and he couldn't find the owner of the deer boots.

There are still soldiers running and shouting one after another, this place is like hell.Jin Yan didn't think of being afraid at all. The bodies of the burned people were hot and sticky. He dragged away a few corpses, his hands were so hot that the palms were completely black.

In the mountain of corpses, there were several corpses in fine silver-scale armor, one of them was only in half, and another deer boot was worn on his foot.

Jin Yan stood there in a daze.He touched the man's fine silver-scaled armor, thinking that something was wrong, no, He Lansone was not that short.The silver armor of Helansulfone is new.He Lansone always carried a bow on his back, but this person didn't.

But he no longer had the courage to continue to seek proof.He didn't feel any pain in his chest, but it seemed like a huge hole suddenly appeared, the wind passed through it, and the rain passed through it. He was in the fire scene, but it was as if he was standing in a world of ice and snow, his hands and feet trembling.

The deer boots were also burnt black, and he squatted down and snatched the boot from the body.Half of the body was bloody and bloody, and there was only one hand left.Jin Yan grabbed the corpse's hand and put his own in his palm for comparison.

"—Jin Yan?"

He was startled suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw a follower who was also wearing fine silver scale armor standing behind him.

He has wolf pupils that Jin Yan is familiar with.

"What are you doing here?" He Lansone stretched out his hand to pull him up, "You're still pretending to be a witch... What's wrong with your hand?"

He rubbed Jin Yan's blackened palm and found that he was burned.

Jin Yan stared at him blankly, then suddenly raised his hand to touch his face.He Lansone also went to fight the fire just now, his body was dirty and his cheeks were also stained.He wiped more and more dirty, but when he felt the temperature of He Lansone's body, he felt that all the strength in his body was relaxed.

"It's not safe here, let's go." He Lansone suddenly saw the deer boots in Jin Yan's arms, and vaguely realized something, "...do you think I'm dead?"

Jin Yan didn't answer, but his eyes were red.

"...Did you come to see me?" He Lansone smiled, holding his arm and trying to pull him to stand up, "You are not afraid of such a big fire."

Jin Yan couldn't stand up.He Lansone said: "If you can't walk, shall I hug you?"

He shook his head, his feet were weak, and he didn't have the strength to stand up at all. He could only hold on to the hem of He Lansone's clothes tightly, unable to say a word.

He never believed in God or destiny.But in the dark, it was as if he heard a thunderous thunder in his ears, which made his heart tremble.

The thunder in the white sunny sky fell, and he couldn't avoid it.

The author has something to say: the question asked a few days ago finally has an answer!

Thinking of the sour plot that will follow, I am a little excited