They had no sleep all night, and several women sat in the cell with their eyes wide open for a long time. But what awaited them was not torture from the imperial guards, but a fire that no one expected! Thick smoke gradually filled the air of everyone.
In front of me, the cold wind outside the window blew slowly through the small skylight above the prison, accelerating the pace of the flames burning!
With a gloomy expression, he looked at the people outside the door who were busy putting out the fire in a panic, but there was no progress. There was a trace of cold sweat on Mu Yan's clenched palms.
Almost all the prisoners in this prison are about to be beheaded. The fire is already burning more and more fiercely. The watchdog outside the door will only save his own life at a critical moment. Who is Mu Yan and Princess Xia at that time?
Who cares?! If we really want to investigate, the worst case scenario is to bring out a burned corpse and say it is Princess Xia who is no longer alive. Who dares not to believe it?!
Silently closing his eyes, after pausing for a few seconds, Mu Yan quickly opened the handcuffs and shackles of several people, walked to the cell door, looked sideways at the empty passage, and opened the cell door with a sneer.
"Ruizhu, Yanhong, move quickly!"
He lowered his body and walked along the dim passage. He looked at the cells passing by, and all the prisoners looked at him with horrified expressions. They stretched out their hands and tried hard to touch their prisoners. Mu Yan listened to them with cold eyes.
Begging hard, he led Yan Hong and Ruizhu intently to find a way out to survive.
Earth-shattering howls reached the ears. A suspension beam suddenly fell from the roof of the house they just passed by, hitting the place where they were standing not long ago. The fire was completely uncontrollable and spread wildly throughout the cell.
Looking sweatily at a wooden barrel not far away, Mu Yan quickly ran over and happily poured the water in the barrel on the three of them. This was water and salt specially prepared for the torture of prisoners. Unexpectedly,
At this moment, he saved their lives
Feeling as embarrassed as a drowned rat, Mu Yan looked at the raging fire in front of him, looked at Yan Hong and Ruizhu deeply, and nodded in a low voice, "It's life or death, only this one can really survive."
Get out, and I will take you two away from this place of trouble!"
Stumbling along the way, dodging the wood that kept falling from the house, Mu Yan tiredly walked forward in the fire. The noise outside the door had already vaguely appeared in his ears. He looked back at the many people behind him who were already on fire.
The prisoner was rolling around in the cell as if he was alive. Mu Yan felt a chill rush to his forehead instantly.
"Yan'er!"
A familiar voice came, and a flash of light suddenly flashed through Mu Yan's dull eyes. He followed the voice and saw that he was standing in the middle of the blazing fire. His face was red, and his clothes were in tatters. There were several places on his body.
Murong Zixuan with burnt marks!
With a wave of the sword in his hand, he split a burning beam in front of him into two pieces. Murong Zixuan clenched the cloak in his hand and followed the fierce fire in the sky. His face was full of joy that could not be hidden, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He quickly ran to her side, and without saying a word, he put the soaked cloak in his arms over her body, "Let's go!"
Mu Yan's sudden appearance gave Murong Zixuan a moment of peace in his panicked heart, and his already despairing expression instantly changed. Looking at Mu Yan who was safe and sound, Murong Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief silently.
The word "go" hit Mu Yan's heart hard. His cold right hand was firmly grasped by Murong Zixuan. Mu Yan followed Murong Zixuan with a stiff expression, watching him wave his long sword.
When people opened the way, Mu Yan felt that the whole world had become quiet.
In such a situation, she had never imagined who would come to save her life. In this strange world, Xia Yifeng once filled her heart. She even naively thought for a while that that man
It was her destination, and Prince Xia's Mansion was her future home. But now, the sky had fallen, and her home was gone. Her most trusted person personally sent her to prison, and personally pushed her into this sea of fire, regardless of whether she was there or not.
her life and death
Many places on Murong Zixuan's brocade clothes have been burned. There are still some places on his arms where the burnt skin can be vaguely seen. I don't know if it's because of the smoke, or because Mu Yan's tears suddenly appeared without any warning.
fell down
The exit behind him collapsed in the fire, and the suddenly clear air outside the dungeon made Mu Yan feel dizzy for a moment.
Murong Zixuan held her body tightly in his arms, listening to him murmuring to himself over and over again: "It's so good that you're not dead..." Mu Yan's eyes were full of indescribable complex emotions.
"Third brother, you're crazy!" Liu Yichen interrupted the brief embrace between the two. He pulled Murong Zixuan in front of him and punched him hard in the face. "If you want to die, hurry up."
Say, I'll let you die happily!"
Looking at Mu Yan who was standing aside with sharp eyes, Liu Yichen did not hide his anger. Just now he and Xu Qingyu couldn't stop Murong Zixuan's body with their combined efforts, but now they are watching him return to his own life alive.
In front of his eyes, but in his heart, he still couldn't accept that the third brother would do such a life-or-death behavior for Mu Yan!
"Second brother, I'm fine, don't worry." A faint smile appeared on his lips. He didn't care about Liu Yichen's hard punch. Murong Zixuan slowly shook his head and looked back at the stunned man standing there.
Mu Yan there raised the corners of his mouth in relief
A large number of imperial guards were surrounding them. Looking at this unexpected scene, they never expected that there would be survivors in this raging fire.
"Princess, I'm sorry, please come with us." He frowned and walked in front of Mu Yan. The guard standing at the front of the imperial army said with a complicated expression: "You are not out of suspicion yet, so I forgive you for not letting you go back for the time being.
Go to the mansion"
"hehe"
A sneer escaped from the corner of Mu Yan's mouth, and a cold gleam suddenly appeared in his eyes. Mu Yan turned on his toes and walked around behind the man in front of him at lightning speed. He stretched out his arms to bring his body in front of her, and used a little force with his hands.
, without even frowning, he broke his neck in an instant and looked coldly at the guard who rushed up from the right. Mu Yan pulled out the weapon from the waist of the man at his feet, waved the long sword in his hand, and in full view of everyone, he suddenly
The head of the guard who rushed up was chopped off, and his head fell to the ground, with blood splattering everywhere.
A series of actions, all deadly. Before many people could understand what happened, Mu Yan took the lives of several imperial guards with a cold look.
Her clothes were stained with blood. Mu Yan stood there tired both mentally and physically, with scars all over her body. She raised the long sword in her hand and pointed it straight at the imperial guards who wanted to take her down. "If you don't bring Xia Yifeng, you can't think of anything else."
Take me away!"
"Little Yan'er" a white shadow floated to Mu Yan's side like a ghost. He stretched out his long arms and took her into his arms. Murong Zixuan comforted her softly with a smile on his face. He took the weapon from her hand and threw it to