Looking at Xiao Qiao with an angry face and listening to her loud scoldings and reprimands, Wang Shuya felt that her blood was rising and her whole body was full of strength. Yes, how could she give up so quickly? How could she give up so quickly?

Luo Yinghong was defeated. No, she would never give her husband to that hypocritical woman. She could not let Luo Yinghong get her wish, and she could not let everyone in the Zhu family see her joke. She had to bravely

Live.

Thinking of this, Wang Shuya stood up suddenly, completely forgetting the pain in her body, her eyes returned to the usual pride and arrogance, she put her arm around Xiao Qiao's shoulders and said: "Get out, I want to get out! Take me out quickly!"

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Xiao Qiao glanced at Wang Shuya briefly, smiled knowingly, and held Wang Shuya's slender waist with his right hand. He heard a cry, and the catkins around his waist tied the two of them tightly together. He looked at the collapsed beams that had already collapsed.

The exit of the lobby was blocked, and only the skylight on the roof could go out. Xiao Qiao took a deep breath and looked at Wang Shuya again. Wang Shuya seemed to have understood her intention and nodded.

"Shu Ya, Shu Ya, where are you! Shu Ya, answer me quickly!" In the fierce fire, Zhu Qinglong shouted with worry and pain. The fire spread, and the cloth storage room was burned to ashes.

The beams that fell horizontally and crookedly made a hissing sound under the scorching fire, which was cruel and ruthless. In this vast sea of ​​​​fire, in which corner is the person who is missing in my heart fighting the final desperate struggle with the god of death?

Qinghan kicked over the collapsed utensils impatiently, fearing that someone might accidentally miss Xiao Qiao. Why is this woman so troublesome to herself? [

He roared and called Xiao Qiao's name, but the only answer was the sound of the burning fire, evil and arrogant. The two men rushed into the fire anxiously, just for the reluctance in their hearts.

Tie.

There was a "boom", and among the firelight that filled the sky, two dimmer figures appeared on the roof of the lobby, followed by the loud sound of the lobby collapsing, and the continuous fire stretched out its evil hands like a demon, destroying Jinxiu Fang.

The only remaining space was destroyed, and the surrounding walls were also crumbling.

"Xiao Qiao!" Qinghan's eyes lit up, and the two figures walking on the waves in the firelight were none other than Xiao Qiao and Wang Shuya. Qinghan jumped into the air, and Qinglong followed suit, and both caught the people falling from the roof.

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Qiao and Wang Shuya were in the midst of lightning and flint. There was a loud bang in the lobby, fire flakes were flying everywhere, and smoke was billowing. Qinghan protected Xiao Qiao under his body, and Qinglong also held the unconscious Wang Shuya tightly.
Chapter completed!