I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 330 The little prince wants to hold high 3

Tang Zhou didn't delay, and came to him in two or three steps.

……

There is fire everywhere.

Feng Rang was instinctively afraid of the flames because of the shadows, and could hardly move his body. He suffered from the wind and cold a few days ago, so he reluctantly got up and went to a place that had not been affected by the flames.

Wails, screams, crackling sounds when the flames jumped.

It just kept playing back in my mind.

No one would come to save him, on the contrary, many people wished that he would die sooner.

So even if he heard someone calling him, he didn't respond until a hand reached out and directly pulled him up, almost half-dragging and half-carrying him out.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the fire, Feng Rang struggled subconsciously.

Then he was pushed back into his arms.

The surrounding temperature rose sharply, accompanied by the pungent smell after burning, and there seemed to be an indescribable cold fragrance in this embrace.

Feng Rang was appeased, but he didn't move.

'Host, above. '

Tang Zhou dragged the silent brat outside.

Yi Cang reminded in his ear.

Subconsciously pulled out Qinghui from his waist, and hit backhand.

A muffled sound.

The beam that fell down was bounced aside by Tang Zhou with the blade of his sword.

It's just that the flames on the beams still stained Tang Zhou's cuffs.

Tang Ju frowned, his wrists were burning with pain, he switched Qinghui's hands, Feng Rang leaned on his chest, and cut off the burning sleeve at once.

"My lord, my lord, get out quickly, the house is about to collapse."

Seeing the thrilling scene just now, the guards who searched around almost screamed. Seeing that Tang Zhou reacted quickly and was holding someone in his arms, it was His Royal Highness Feng Rang, they were all relieved. In a low tone, he said quickly, and opened the way ahead.

The cool air of the autumn night dissipated the scorching heat just now.

Tang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

The little servant who was serving Feng Rang in the palace was crying outside and wanted to rush in, but was blocked by the guards.

Tang Zhou put down the person in his arms, squatted down, looked at his expression that seemed to have not recovered, raised his hand and patted his scorched hair, "Your Highness the Seventh?"

Feng Rang slowly raised his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

This man looks very young, with clear eyebrows, a white robe, and a sword on his waist, with a sense of neatness and ease, the corners of his lips are slightly pursed, and his face is a little serious. condensation.

Pretty good-looking guy, but he... didn't know him.

He was still holding her clothes with one hand, and slowly clenched the fingertips of the other hand, his nails almost digging into the palm of his hand, and he responded hoarsely.

It seems that he finally came back to his senses.

At this moment, the degree of completion has risen to above 10.

Liyu, the little servant who was serving Feng Rang, rushed over crying.

Tang Ju heaved a sigh of relief, but luckily she came here even if she sensed something was wrong.

'The host should have known from before that changes in your behavior will directly affect the subsequent development of the plot. '

Yi Cang's voice also sounded.

The people around had already noticed the burn on Tang Zhou's wrist, Tang Zhou raised his hand and waved it casually, and stood up.

'Isn't there been any big mistakes in important developments before. '

Tang Zhou pursed his lips and let the others call the imperial doctor.

Such a big movement naturally also attracted the empress who had just ascended the throne and was dealing with matters.

(End of this chapter)