Chapter 4482 It Stinks to Death

There was a sea of ​​fire in front of him.

The smoke was so thick that she couldn't open her eyes.

She held the wet handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose tightly to prevent smoke from entering her mouth and nose.

Unable to clearly see the situation in the room, she could only move forward gropingly, taking precautions against objects that might fall on her and catch fire at any time.

"Prince Lian!"

she shouted.

There was no response except the crackling sound of burning wood.

The fire was already in front of her eyes, and Zhaohui's whole body was burning from the high temperature.

She felt like a fish being grilled over a fire.

But she endured it and did not step back.

She coughed and shouted: "Prince Lian! Big liar! Where are you? Tell me! Please, I don't hate you anymore! Big liar, tell me!"

"I'm here……"

A faint voice reached her ears.

For Zhaohui, it was like hearing fairy music.

She hurriedly followed the sound and finally found Prince Lian's figure under a fallen bookshelf. He seemed to have been hit in the head by a collapsed bookshelf when he was leaving, and his forehead was covered in blood.

My feet were also stuck tightly.

It was Zhaohui's cry that woke him up.

A cluster of fire was burning at the hem of his clothes.

Zhaohui ran over quickly, grabbed something, and tried her best to beat the flames on his body.

Thick smoke filled the air.

The waiter coughed violently.

Zhaohui quickly put her handkerchief to his mouth.

The waiter frowned: "What is this."

"My veil!"

"It stinks, take it away!" The waiter's feet were stuck by the heavy bookshelf and he couldn't move, but he still had time to dislike the smell of the handkerchief in Zhaohui's hand.

Zhaohui was ashamed and angry. She stared at him for a moment. Suddenly she felt angry and resentful. She slapped him on the face and forced the veil to cover his mouth and nose. "When did this happen?" , you have to endure the stench!"

She pulled another wet cloth from her wet coat, tied it around her face, covered her mouth and nose, and turned around to move the bookshelf that was pressing on the waiter.

Although the buildings in the temple are not luxurious, the materials used for the furniture inside are extremely exquisite.

This large bookshelf that stands tall on the ground is made of a single piece of golden nanmu, and is as heavy as gold and stone.

The boy's calf bone was broken, and his pants and clothes were soaked with blood.

In addition to his head being hit by a falling object and being knocked unconscious, his legs were crushed, which was also the reason why he couldn't escape.

Zhaohui knelt down and hugged the bookshelf with both hands. She tried her best but could not move the bookshelf at all.

She was so tired that she almost collapsed, staggered and fell to the ground, and cried out: "I can't move it, I can't move it! Why is it so heavy! It's killing me!"

The fire is getting bigger and bigger.

The flames were almost licking their faces.

Zhaohui was so anxious that she cried and desperately tried to move the bookshelf while crying.

The waiter said: "With your little strength, what can you do?"

"We are all going to be burned to death, and you are still making sarcastic remarks!" Zhaohui cried.

"It's me who's going to be burned to death, not you. If you run away now, you can still survive." Xiao Er said calmly.

"If I want to escape, why should I come in to save you?"

The waiter chuckled: "You don't have to be so deeply in love with me, right? Most women are brainless idiots. They have to put their own lives on the line for a man, or a man who doesn't take you seriously at all. .”

Zhao Hui had no intention of refuting his words.

She sat down on the ground crying: "What should I do? What should I do?"

A beam suddenly collapsed, and Zhaohui was so frightened that she rolled and crawled away.