Zhong Yan breathed heavily, searching every area, and finally saw a person squatting in the corner.

Come closer, that's not Dongfang Chen, who is that?

At the critical moment, Zhong Yan no longer cared about any barriers, pushed Dongfang Chen's body and shouted: "Dad?"

Zhong Yan didn't feel that the long-lost call was unfamiliar or difficult to pronounce. On the contrary, when he opened his mouth, the thick smoke went into his throat, making it uncomfortably spicy.

Dongfang Chen, on the other hand, was awakened by the voice that sounded like a dream. He opened his eyelids with difficulty and saw Zhong Yan who was embarrassed but with a worried look on his face. He immediately felt happy.

Seeing that he was about to speak, Zhong Yan suppressed the discomfort in his throat and said: "Stop talking, you are already very weak."

If he had come a little later, Dongfang Chen would probably have died.

After saying that, he reached out to help Dongfang Chen, but when he pulled her arm and was about to lift it, Dongfang Chen had a twisted face and grinned, as if he was enduring severe pain. Zhong Yan didn't know why, and he only heard Dongfang Chen gasping.

Then he said in a trembling voice: "He took off my arm."

When Zhong Yan heard this, he was furious and cursed: "Damn it, I'm looking for death!"

Carefully supporting Dongfang Chen and letting him stand up from the ground with difficulty, Zhong Yan reminded: "Wait for me for a moment."

Letting go of Dongfang Chen, Zhong Yan walked around the room and found that there was no second person. Dongfang Chen seemed to guess what she was looking for and said, "That person ran out before and the door was locked by him."

Already."

When Zhong Yan heard this, his heart relaxed a little. It would be much easier to leave without enemies.

The fire hadn't started yet on the window sill behind, but Dongfang Chen couldn't go there.

If you want to go out, you can only go through the front door.

It was a trivial matter that the door was locked, but the fire was an insurmountable hardship.

Zhong Yan remembered that there used to be a glass tank with goldfish in this house. She asked Dongfang Chen, "Is that goldfish tank still here?"

Dongfang Chen nodded. In fact, he had run out of energy for a long time. What supported him now was Zhong Yan's concern for him and his long-lost cry just now.

Seeing Zhong Yan looking for the goldfish bowl, Dongfang Chen suddenly remembered and reminded: "It's in the small cubicle."

Zhong Yan entered the small cubicle and came out quickly. There were two wet clothes in her hands. They were both thick clothes. Because they were wet with water, they seemed particularly heavy. She wrapped one of them around Dongfang Chen's shoulders.

He took the other piece in his hand and said to Dongfang Chen: "Follow me, be careful, the corridor outside has been burned very fragile by the fire."

The locked door was kicked open by Zhong Yan. The moment the door collapsed, tongues of fire poured into it like a long dragon.

Zhong Yan took a step back and covered his upper body with wet clothes.

After the flames passed, the thick smoke dissipated a little, and the door became clearer.

"Let's go." Zhong Yan said, walking in front, testing whether the road he was going to take was safe.

Cheng Duoqing over there felt relieved after seeing Zhong Yan successfully enter the room. However, when he thought of the many difficulties ahead, his heart rose again. In order to cooperate with Zhong Yan's departure from there, Cheng Duoqing

Went downstairs and arranged the chaotic scene.

As if he was born to be Zhong Yan's timely savior, just when Zhong Yan and Dongfang Chen took two steps out of the room and were forced back into the room by the fire, suddenly, a powerful water column fell from the sky and hit the menacing flames.

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For a time, water mist filled the sky, and the sound of the flame being extinguished surrounded my ears.
Chapter completed!