When Nangong Yan and MuQing came back with medicine, many spectators crowded in front of the inn.
I don't know why, nangongyan's forehead suddenly jumped, and he always felt that something bad was going to happen.
Nangong Yan walked in, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.
And that scene became nangongyan's nightmare for many years.
The good inn has been half burned by the fire. Although the fire has been controlled, the people here are afraid of more or less bad luck.
Rongsheng and yun'er were lying on the ground. Nangong Yan hurriedly went up to explore his nose, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just fainted.
Nangong Yan ordered his acupoints, and Rongsheng immediately woke up. Nangong Yan grabbed his shoulder: "ah Xue, where is ah Xue?"
The first sentence of the sober Rong voice was "save her", and then he fainted again.
The bad feeling in Nangong Yan's heart became stronger and stronger. He threw the medicine in his hand and rushed in. At the moment, he only thought, ah Xue, ah Xue must still be inside.
But MuQing hugged him: "master, you can't go in! You can't go in!"
Isn't it death to go in at this time? Mu Qing is also very sad, but he knows that the more this time, the more he can't mess with himself: "the mistress is fine, she will be fine."
Nangong Yan obviously lost his mind. His eyes were about to crack and he shouted in a low voice: "let go of me! Ah Xue, ah Xue is still inside!"
They are husband and wife. Even if they want to die, they will die in one place!
Nangong Yan's violent action affected the wound behind him again, but he didn't care. Now he just wanted to go in and save Ji Qingxue.
Mu Qing hugged him and refused to give up. She just kept saying, "master mother, she will be fine. Master, you need it now..."
Nangong Yan clenched her teeth and forcibly broke away from MuQing. MuQing was about to take a step forward, but she saw that Nangong Yan's eyes had turned red, like a desperate beast.
"Get out of here!"
Nangong Yan spit out such a sentence coldly. He rushed in without hesitation. At the door, he ran into the person who went to rescue the fire.
"Are you a fool? The danger has not been controlled. Why don't you stay outside and run inside?"
At the moment, they were carrying a charred body in their hands. Nangong Yan saw the trace of a ring on the left ring finger of the body. His heart kept calm and retreated back. It was impossible, impossible.
Those people were cleaning up the scene of the fire, the bodies were moved out one after another, and the people who escaped by chance were also seriously injured.
Nangong Yan followed, and the body was covered with a layer of white cloth, leaving only one hand exposed to the air.
The ring on that hand is clearly defined.
"No, it won't be ah Xue's." Nangong Yan seems to have lost his soul, but blindly repeats this sentence.
His ah Xue is so noisy. How can he sleep quietly in such a place? Someone must have just brought the same ring with him. Ah Xue must be waiting for herself to save her.
But he chose the ring himself when the Wuling family married Ji Qingxue. Wouldn't he recognize it?
The world is probably best at deceiving itself and others.
Nangong Yan knelt down next to the corpse. His face had a panic expression. He carefully wiped the place where she wore the ring on her hand, and his action was soft, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Not long after, the ring, which was blackened by smoke, showed the true face of Lushan. Nangong Yan's pupils tightened in an instant. He bent over and covered his chest, and his expression became very painful.
It hurts. It hurts.
Ah Xue is my fault. I shouldn't have left you in the inn or left you.
Nangong Yan lifted the white cloth and hugged the charred corpse tightly in his arms. His eyes were filled with empty despair. God took his last thoughts away.
"Ah Xue, do you hurt?" Nangong Yan stroked the burned face and asked in a low voice.
You screamed so badly when you had a baby. You must feel terrible pain this time.
"Ah Xue, don't sleep. Looking for snow is still waiting for us to go home? Darling, let's go back. We can go anywhere. There are only three of us. Do you think it's good?"
The big man beside muqingding has cried into tears. The master has been lonely for so long before he met a man who is willing to take his heart and lungs out to him, but why is God so cruel?
When Baili saw the boat and they came back, he only saw Nangong Yan holding a charred body and muttering to himself as if there were no one else.
"This is... What's the matter?" asked Baili Jianzhou.
Mu Qing clenched her teeth and suddenly grabbed his collar: "you still have the face to ask why? Where were you when the inn was on fire? You clearly know that my mistress was seriously injured and couldn't move. If you were here, everything would not be like this!"
Baili Jingzhe grabbed his hand and said in a rough voice, "what's the matter? Let go of my brother, or I'll be rude to you!"
"You're welcome?" MuQing pointed to Nangong Yan not far away and said, "do you see that the master has become like this, and you also have some credit."
Seeing the boat's forehead jumping, he asked incredulously, "Nangong Yan, what he holds..."
The answer is self-evident.
"We met the people in the hell hall in the inn, and we chased them out."
Speaking of this, seeing the boat and waking the insects within a hundred miles is a change of face. It's not good. It's a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain!
The people in Yanluo hall didn't want to kill him at all, but wanted to lead them elsewhere, so as to give the rest a chance to attack Ji Qingxue.
After thinking through this, I couldn't help blaming myself. I thought he was calm on weekdays, but he was obsessed and caught up with him.
"I'm sorry." Baili saw the boat whispering. It's useless to apologize now, but he always felt bad in his heart.
Mu Qing slowly let go of the Baili Jianzhou. He knew that it was not their fault, but if they were in the Inn at that time, maybe it wouldn't be the result.
He has been staying with nangongyan and understands his temperament. Without Ji Qingxue, it is equivalent to that there is no nangongyan in the world.
Master, he won't last.
Bai Ranqing panted back to the Inn and was stunned by the scene. What happened?
Mu Qing said coldly, "you also met the people in the hell hall?"
Bai Ranqing nodded. There were people in the hell hall just now, so she chased them out, but they didn't seem to want to do anything, but they seemed to be delaying time.
Bai Ranqing asked anxiously, "is there a fire in the inn? What about sister Xue? Where is she?"
Mu Qing raised her finger to the body held in Gong Yan's arms and said, "the master is holding the master now."
Bai ran Qing looked in the direction he pointed, and then her face stiffened: "MuQing, don't be kidding."