Soon, he arrived at Luofu. By this time, the fire had been brought under control with the concerted efforts of everyone.
"Great, the fire is going out." The wind picked up at night, and Xia Ziluo, who was wearing a thin shirt, felt a little cold and couldn't help but hug his arms.
Ye Muran noticed that she was shivering, and hurriedly took off his coat and put it on her: "Be careful of catching cold."
Xia Ziluo wanted to refuse, but she was really cold at the moment. Her health was in a hurry, so Xia Ziluo calmly accepted Ye Muran's kindness.
She raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, it's much warmer this way."
"I'm so confused. I don't know how to wear more clothes when I go out at night." Xia Ziluo's smile dazzled Ye Muran, and he couldn't help but stretched out his arms, wanting to hug her into his arms.
"Crack--" The roof tiles at Murong Xitian's hand broke into two halves.
Before his ecstasy over Xia Ziluo's safety had faded from his heart, he was deeply stimulated by the scene in front of him, and nameless rage burned in his heart.
It was already so late at night, and as his wife, she actually stayed with Ye Muran, talking, laughing and entangled!
Look at her, how sweet her smile is, how delicate the smile on her face is, softer and full of tenderness than when she was with him. I am afraid that by now, she has long forgotten his existence.
Damn it, it’s a shame that he hadn’t even closed his eyes for the past few days just to rush back early and take her back to his home. He even found out that there was a fire here, so he ran all the way without confirming whether it was from the Luo Mansion, for fear that something would happen to her, but in the end, she
Let him see such a scene!
The strong jealousy and appetite turned into anger, which was more fierce than this sea of fire.
Murong Xitian's eyes were filled with the flames of jealousy, and his fists were clenched secretly: "Xia——Zi——Luo——"
The people below were only cheering for putting out the fire, and no one noticed the appearance of Murong Xitian.
Xia Ziluo was even more clueless. She was talking to Ju Qing and Ye Muran with a smile: "Finally the fire was put out, otherwise, my Luo Mansion would have been burned down. Ye Muran, thank you for your help,
I have remembered this."
"Then how are you going to repay me? How about I agree with you?" Ye Muran said in a half-funny, half-serious tone.
Before Xia Ziluo could respond, Murong Xitian, who was watching from the roof, was completely irritated.
Damn Ye Mu Ran, how dare you seduce his wife!?
It was unbearable, so Murong Xitian jumped off the roof. Almost at the moment he jumped down, he raised his hand and aimed it at Chao Yemuran's left face.
"Be careful!" As a master's keenness, Ye Muran noticed the sharp palm wind in time.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Murong Xitian, who was dressed in night clothes and covered with black cloth.
Seeing the men in black and thinking about today's bizarre fire, Ye Muran suddenly understood that these people were targeting Xia Ziluo.
The fire didn't burn Xia Ziluo to death, so they planned to show up and kill him!
"Ju Qing, protect little Luoluo, there must be other accomplices waiting in the dark." Ye Muran hurriedly pushed Xia Ziluo behind Ju Qing, and at the same time drew out the soft sword from his waist to block Murong Xitian's attack.
In a rage, Murong Xitian used all his killing moves to hit Ye Muran's vitals.
Ye Muran is not an ordinary person, he danced the soft sword with great force, and happened to neutralize Murong Xitian's attacks every time.
The two were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
"Ju Qing, what's wrong..." Xia Ziluo hid behind Ju Qing and watched with confusion as Ye Muran and the man in black fought fiercely.
