Although the two of them were wrapped in the Jiumei True Fire, the flames would not harm them in the slightest.

This is the illusion that Bai Xinrou also used when using Jiu Mei True Fire.

The hallucination that occurred the moment the two of them saw the Jiumai True Fire.

Even if she gets angry again, she still has sense. If she really burns these two people to death, then she and Ye Zhikuang will become a pile of ashes tomorrow.

She would not let this tragedy happen to Ye Zhikuang.

Ye Erfan screamed even louder: "Oh, my grandma's, my bones are burning to death. Help, help..."

"Help...Bai Xinrou, Mrs. Patriarch, I kowtow to you. Please spare us. It's all our fault for talking nonsense. Please spare us." Mrs. Shen could no longer bear such flames and fell on the ground.

He even rolled around and screamed loudly.

"I'm talking nonsense, Xinrou, we know we were wrong, please spare us, we won't mention the marriage anymore, spare us, ah, it's so hot, it's so hot..." Ye Erfan followed and asked Bai Xinrou

beg for mercy.

However, he was still able to get up from the ground, kneel in front of Bai Xinrou, his face was miserable, and he begged her bitterly.

Bai Xinrou kicked Ye Erfan away from her feet, frowned coldly, stared at the rolling person not far away with cold eyes, and instantly retracted the flame in her hand.

At the same time, Ye Zhikuang pulled out his sword, and a transparent silver-white flying dragon flew out of the scabbard.

The flying dragon roared into the sky, its tail swayed greatly from side to side, and violent storms arose wherever it flew.

Ye Erfan and Shen were involved in a whirlpool of strong wind, and were knocked out of Ye Mansion, falling directly into the lotus pond in front of her house.

The illusion disappeared, and the burning feeling on Ye Erfan and Shen's bodies also disappeared immediately.

The two of them were swimming in the lotus pond.

Mrs. Shen regained her senses and shouted angrily: "Bai Xinrou, Ye Zhikuang, these two bastards, I will deal with them sooner or later."

"Grandma, Ye Haitian doesn't dare to treat me like this. Today, these two girls were thrown into the lotus pond. I want to see how Ye Haitian will explain to me." Ye Erfan tightened his grip.

He punched the swamp with his fist and said through gritted teeth.

Mrs. Shen was about to curse again, but unexpectedly, the gifts sent to Ye Zhikuang's family fell from the sky. Boxes of gifts and pieces of cloth all fell into the pond.

Ms. Shen yelled frantically: "Ah..."

"I'm so angry. It took me most of my life's savings to buy it, and they ruined it like this." Mrs. Shen hugged the colorful silk and cursed heartbrokenly.

Ye Erfan stared angrily at Ye Zhikuang's door.

His home is located in a village area, closest to Dongjia Village in Dongcheng. The mansion is not as luxurious as imagined.

There are just old houses with simple exteriors.

There is a big tree in front, and under the tree there is a round stone table and three fixed stone stools.

Not far from the big tree is the largest lotus pond in Dongjia Village.

Now the pond is full of soft mud and there is little water. Ye Erfan and Shen have ruined a lot of lotus flowers.

Mo Junxie, who was lying lazily on the branch, narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the couple struggling in the lotus pond with interest.

Now that I was full of sleep, I felt more playful, so I raised my hand, and the dust on my fingers glowed with a little white light.

The white light instantly flew out of the lotus pond.
Chapter completed!