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Chapter 666

At this moment, Kong Wange's tears couldn't help but fall and silently penetrated into the other party's coat.

It's different to hearing a voice and holding a real person.

Until now, she could not believe that he was really here, and the person who was the least likely to appear here appeared.

It was only at this moment that she believed that it turned out that someone was willing to risk his life to break in just to take her away.

Kong Wange's voice seemed to be stuck, and her emotions finally turned into the most common question: "Why are you here?"

"Luckily, I'm here, don't be afraid." The fire outside continued to spread. Murong Ting stopped saying anything, let her go, gently wiped away the tears on her face: "How is it, can you leave?"

Kong Wange nodded, suppressing the urge to continue crying when he felt sore in his nasal cavity.

Now is not the time to be emotional, she looked up at him: "Yes, how are you? You haven't gotten burned?"

"I'm fine." Murong Ting took off his wet coat and put it on her: "Put on this, I'll leave later, and you'll follow me and rush out, do you understand?"

Kong Wange reacted and reached out and wanted to take off: "You wear the clothes, I don't want them."

"Wanwan," Murong Ting held her, his eyes were seriously that he had never seen before: "Listen to me, dress."

Kong Wange bit her lip and put her coat directly on the heads of both of them: "Is this OK?"

Murong Ting looked at her for a while, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Take me."

Kong Wange stretched out his hand and held him.

With his ten fingers tightly clasped, Murong Ting reached out to hold the other side of the clothes, and said firmly and forcefully: "Go!"

Kong Wange nodded slightly, and the two hid under their clothes, clasped each other's hands and rushed out.

The fire spread and smoke filled the thin air, in addition to the choking smell of smoke, the smell of burning medicinal materials was mixed with.

The way out was invisible, and Kong Wange was completely running with Murong Ting.

There were also burnt fragments of the beams around them, stirring down with sparks.

Her physical strength was losing, and she felt that she could not run anymore, but the man next to her held her hand very strongly, making her bite and dared not give up.

Seeing that the letter was about to come, Kong Wange felt relieved and planned to rush out with the people around him, but at this moment, he heard a "boom" sound-

The side beams of the roof burned out and smashed straight towards them!

The incident happened suddenly and the two of them could not hide.

At this moment, there was a fire in Kong Wange's eyes, burnt ashes, huge wood falling from the sky, and the man's sudden tightening pupils. He rushed towards his figure without hesitation in the flash.

It was just a moment, but she felt that it was as long as a century.

It was not until she fell to the ground and heard the man's humming from above her head that she suddenly woke up a little.

She struggled to hold up her body and checked Murong Ting's situation.

He lay on the ground with his eyes closed, and the wood hit him and put it on the wall, and took down the huge iron frame hanging on the wall. The frame more than one meter high was slapped on the man's legs.

Kong Wange used all his strength to move the frame away.

She saw blood flowing on his forehead.

She could hardly hear her heartbeat, and she shook the man's body with great force and trembled: "Murong Ting, wake up, wake up!"

Kong Wange's tears of fear fell on the man's face, and a powerful magic seemed to have been produced in the dark, which made the man open his eyes.

Murong Ting closed his eyes slightly, and he wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but found that it seemed that he could not do it. In the end, he could only smile hard: "Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm fine, I haven't taken you out yet, how can I have something to do?"

Kong Wange's face was pale. She knew that men were just holding on now, but she couldn't speak a word of concern when she spoke.

She subconsciously wanted to reach out to take his pulse, but the man avoided her hand and stared at her with a gentle look: "Wanwan, don't waste time. Listen to me, my legs can't move anymore. You go first, don't worry about me."


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