in the middle of the night, the fire is shining!

mammy Zhao was awakened by a hundred miles of QianChuan. As soon as she rushed out of the house, she saw that the fire in Rongjing's wooden house was raging, and subconsciously rushed to save people, but she was pulled by a hundred miles of QianChuan!

"young man, there are two lives in it!" Mother Zhao exclaimed.

"enough! Don't you smell lard? " Thousands of miles of angry voice, he just came back from the outside work, he found the fire, the fire was not so big at that time, he rushed in to save people, but found that half of the shadow is not, the house crackling sound, clearly there is oil in the fire, someone deliberately set fire!

I see. He immediately chased after her. However, after looking around, he couldn't find Rong Jing's mother and son. No doubt, he was late. Rong Jing had already escaped!

mammy Zhao sniffed the lard carefully. As expected, she smelled the lard. Later, she realized, "it's the fire that allows silence!"

at this time, suddenly there was a "boom" and all the big wooden houses fell to the right!

"not good!" Mother Zhao shouted, but it was too late to watch the fire spread to the wooden house.

this is the cliff at the top of the mountain. The water is brought up from the bottom of the mountain every day. At this juncture, where is the water to fight the fire!

we can only let the more and more fire spread, but on the cliff of life and death, there are all wooden trestles close to each other.

mammy Zhao soon realized that this fire will burn the whole cliff of life and death to ashes tonight!

all the silver tickets have been used up, and the house has been burned again. If she remembers correctly, I will personally send a message to the old man tonight, saying that I want to send a beauty over.

is this situation the rhythm of heaven's death?

thinking about this, mother Zhao couldn't help shivering. She slowly turned her head and looked at the hundred Li River. She saw that the eyes that originally loved to laugh had already been cold and ferocious. Under the light of fire, her pale face was horrible.

for the first time in his life, he was in a loss making business and was tricked. He was a woman! Is it tolerable or not?

peace!

I remember your name. You'd better beg God to worship Buddha everyday. Don't let me run into you. Otherwise, I will engrave the word "regret" on your face!

the fire gradually spread the whole cliff of life and death, and it was also burning more and more violently in the dark eyes of hundreds of miles.

mother Zhao did not dare to look into his eyes. After swallowing saliva several times, she said timidly, "Your Highness Prince, the emperor of Dongjing will give you a visit to Dongjing next month for the birthday of emperor Dongjing. Otherwise, you will agree. As soon as the emperor is happy, he will not close your bank. "

the real identity of Baili QianChuan is the prince of Xiling. His real name is Qinchuan. Baili QianChuan is his pseudonym for wandering in the Jianghu.

he has been outstanding since childhood, shouldering the expectation of the royal family and the future of daxiling. Unfortunately, over the years, I don't know why he didn't want to govern the country. He made every effort to escape. If he could not go back, he would not go back.

I don't know if mother Zhao's words have been heard by QianChuan in a hundred miles. He Yanks down half of the blue mask. Under the light of the fire, the handsome face looks like a mess. Even if he is angry, he is so gorgeous. Like a demon, like a sin, he becomes a picture.

Qinchuan, the prince of Xiling, is the first of the four most beautiful men in the world. This name is really not covered!

he stared at the fire and said, "peace, don't forget what the prince told you, I'm not a good person..."

at this time, Rong Jing is still running desperately. Although her ears are itchy, she can't care about it, so she will try her best to run faster!

fortunately, her body and bones are well maintained. The past training has made her strong enough in willpower. She didn't stop in front of an unknown temple until daybreak. She was so tired that she sat down.

she's panting. The baby in her arms is good and she sleeps very well. How safe is it to not cry?

Rong Jing looks at the child. It's incredible. She can't help wondering what kind of person the little silent father is.

this child's temperament and character should be more like his father.