The person who was held down looked pale and his fingers trembled at the bedroom where the flames were swirling. His pronunciation was a little trembling: "Prime Minister, Lord and Your Majesty are all inside. I, we have tried our best to put out the fire..."

Nan Li is now out of his mind to swear, "What are you doing while standing there? Save people!!"

Depend on,

If I had known this,

If I had known this,

It shouldn't have been...

In the bedroom,

The raging fire ignited all objects, and the thick smoke swayed the people's vision blurred, making people feel depressed.

The extremely thick and fierce fire was filled with a figure in red clothes, and it was like a fire that soared into the sky.

Jun Zhan’s purpose was very clear, only the figure was covered by layers of gauze tents.

So even though the fire almost swallowed him, he did not hesitate for a moment.

The entire bedroom seemed small and vulnerable during the fire. Before anyone could notice it, a crossroads on the beam of the house were shaking in the flames...

"Click--"

A subtle crackling sounded silently in the bedroom surrounded by the fire.

Jun Zhan was about to fall on the safety of that person, and he didn't notice it at all, nor did he notice it.

There were many cracks on the originally shaking cross-bone on the beam...

Suddenly,

The horizontal tree was unpredictable and caught off guard and smashed heavily.

The fall that he didn't notice was almost knocked down on the couch.

Jun Zhan's pupils tightened in an instant, his brain was completely blank, his pupils faced with the thick smoke and fire, as well as the falling crossbows, as if the whole world had collapsed in an instant, and he could not even breathe. His reaction was almost faster than consciousness, and he rushed over to protect the figure in the gauze tent regardless of the flames.

There was no time to dodge anymore, and the overwhelmed horizontal tree fell straight on Jun Zhan's back.

Does it hurt?

Probably it hurts.

But no matter how much pain it hurts, it is willing to do so.

The severe pain swept across the body, the forehead was covered with fine sweat, and the lips were pale and bloodless. Jun Zhan groaned and bit the tip of his tongue to keep awake. The person who was obviously too weak to break free was the last consciousness before he was unconscious, enduring the severe pain little by little, supporting himself up, gritting his teeth to protect the man safely, isolating the girl and the flames, and treating himself as the last wall.

The fingertips drooped weakly, their brains were dizzy, and their eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so they couldn't open their eyes at all. There was no sound around them, quiet or noisy, and they could no longer hear them. The owner's breath was weak, and all consciousness was lost, but they stubbornly protected another figure.

Sorry,

My girl,

I failed to protect you, I sent you out,

real,

sorry……

Jun Zhan had no memory of what happened next, and he woke up again, three days later.

Three days,

It's short, but it's enough that a lot of things happening.

...

The room was deadly quiet, so quiet that it felt depressing, as if this luxurious room was nothing more than a huge cage, woven with dense nets, trapping people firmly, locking them up layers until they suffocate.

Nan Li stumbled all the way to this room, and saw Jun Zhan's figure in disbelief and unexpectedly. Nan Li stood at the door, his eyes falling on the figure like a silent statue. His originally anxious and angry mood suddenly became strangely quiet, leaving only endless coldness.
Chapter completed!