Zhiyang knew that there was no one else outside Luoyuan.

Of course, this sentence was also meant for Luo Yuan.

She was very calm at the moment. After the series of venting just now, her heart had never been so clear and clear.

Of course, she also knew that people outside had heard her words.

"I know you are outside. Now that things have happened, there is no need for you to hold me still." Zhiyang straightened up her body and slowly got up from the ground. Because of her eyesight, she fell straight down.

"You also know that I am blind now, why would you delay your ambition for me?"

"Azhi! What are you talking about!"

Luo Yuan stood outside the palace door and knocked on the door desperately. Although he didn't know what happened inside, Luo Yuan panicked when he heard Zhi Yang's words.

"Azhi, if you have anything to say, can't we open the door and say it carefully?"

Forcibly suppressing the impatience in his heart, Luoyuan lowered his voice and discussed with Zhiyang slowly, hoping to get a response from Zhiyang.

"Luoyuan, do you still remember the question you asked me yesterday?" Zhiyang stood up in front of her, holding her skirt in her hands, "What I said yesterday was just a lie to you. If you are blind, our Qizhidian will be dead again."

Why are you left here? Anyone who is of no use to our palace should be kicked out."

"No, no! Ah Zhi, you have never been such a cold-hearted person!"

"Why am I not!" At this point, Zhiyang became a little impatient. He didn't know how to restrain the divine power in his hand, and hit the door directly, but was rebounded by his own divine power. A trace of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"You don't understand me very well. I've always been like this, seeking for profit and breaking up for profit. What kind of love! It's just a lie!"

"Azhi! Calm down!"

Luoyuan deeply understood that these words were just Zhiyang's angry words. Although they sounded harsh and sad, the pain in Zhiyang's heart was not that small.

Who can suddenly accept that he will suddenly become blind?

Luoyuan was still at the door comforting Zhiyang over and over again. At this moment, he didn't ask for anything else, he just wanted Zhiyang to open the door.

"Calm down? How can you tell me to calm down!" The voice in the palace became a little louder without realizing it. Along with Zhiyang's voice, there was another sound of messy objects. It sounded like Zhiyang should have bumped into it.

What the same.

"Azhi!"

Luo Yuan's mood at this moment was like that of an ant being roasted on a fire. Standing at the door of Zhi Yang, he could only worry but could not do anything. He watched and listened to Zhi Yang crying and crying in the hall, becoming himself.

Inner suffering.

In the dormitory, Zhiyang sat on the ground in frustration. The candlestick fell, and at some point the gauze curtain on the side was lit. The fire appeared, but Zhiyang didn't know that now, she could not see with her eyes, and she was immersed in the feeling of collapse.

In his emotions, he didn't notice anything was wrong around him.

"Ah - why did God do this to me!" At this moment, Zhiyang was laughing at the injustice of fate. He was also a god from all over the world, so why did he have to experience such gains and losses by himself!

The temperature around her gradually warmed up, and a faint pungent smell and smoke began to penetrate Zhiyang's nostrils.

The smoke came suddenly, and Zhiyang opened his eyes and looked around blankly. Obviously, the whole person had not adapted to the truth that was still invisible.

"Ahem——"

Another coughing sound directly interrupted Zhiyang's thinking. In the dormitory, the smell of smoke became stronger and stronger, and Zhiyang could no longer think. "Ayuan...Ayuan...go quickly..."

In Zhiyang's mind, she could only think of Luo Yuan's name at this moment, but she did not expect Luo Yuan to rush into the dormitory immediately and rescue her.

The small candlestick ignited the surrounding gauze, and the fire gradually approached Zhiyang. The smoke in the temple became bigger and bigger, the mind gradually became confused, and even the breathing gradually weakened.

No sound could be heard gradually in the hall, and Luo Yuan was suddenly shocked. How could such a good person suddenly lose his voice?

"Ah Zhi? Ah Zhi?"

He called a few times tentatively, but there was no response from the palace. Luo Yuan immediately tensed up, and the uneasiness quickly spread in Luo Yuan's heart. His mind was instantly filled with countless strange and terrifying thoughts...

"Azhi! Speak!"

Quietly, the smell of thick smoke still drifted out of the hall and entered Luo Yuan's nasal cavity uncontrollably.

Why is there smoke in the Qizhi Palace?

Suddenly raising his eyes, Luo Yuan seemed to realize something. He focused his eyes on the palace door in front of him and couldn't help but worry.

At this moment, he couldn't care about so much anymore. The divine power in his body was running rapidly. With a flick of his sleeve, a pure divine power instantly hit the door of the dormitory.

The next moment, the entire palace door could not withstand Luo Yuan's divine power, and suddenly collapsed in front of Luo Yuan, revealing the situation inside the house.

The intensity of the fire was no longer what it was at the beginning. Thick smoke and fire completely enveloped Zhiyang. All the gauze curtains on the wall were burning. All the furnishings in the room were knocked over by Zhiyang. Some of them had been swallowed by the flames, and some were still alive.

, like Zhiyang, was surrounded by it.

"Azhi!"

With a flick of his long sleeve, half of the smoke surrounding him retreated instantly. Looking at the palace again, Luo Yuan couldn't help but frown, and divine power came out from his palm, extinguishing the fire in the palace instantly.

The fire light disappeared and the thick smoke gradually faded, and only then did Luo Yuan find the person lying on the ground.

"Azhi..."

He rushed to Zhiyang's side and gently picked her up. He didn't know how long Zhiyang had been lying in the firelight, with no trace of life on his face. Divine power was gently injected into Zhiyang's body, hoping that Zhiyang could wake up.

"Ahem——"

After a moment, there were two weak coughs, and Zhiyang slowly opened his eyes.

"A Yuan..."

"It's me, I'm here!"

Seeing that Zhiyang woke up, the sword hanging over Luoyuan's heart was also lowered. Zhiyang raised his hand slightly and tentatively touched Luoyuan's face. After losing the light, his sense of touch and hearing were Zhiyang's.

Yang is what we rely on most.

Luo Yuan didn't give Zhi Yang any contact. He directly held Zhi Yang's hand with his big hand and placed it on his face.

The vicissitudes of the face, the originally lean face, now have sharp lines, which is not accompanied by a handsome face, but more of a tired old age.

Ever since Zhiyang was injured, Luo Yuan had been working day and night in Qizhidian, working day and night until Zhiyang woke up in the morning.

Zhiyang's hand fell on Luo Yuan's face, and her pretty face couldn't help but frown, "A Yuan, you shouldn't have saved me..."
Chapter completed!