The young man looked at Song Ningyu, raised his hand and wiped a handful of tears, took the torch in her hand, held it tightly, and said in a deep voice, "I'm a man!"
He Lianxing smiled, pursed his thin lips, stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's hair. His face was slightly stiff. The boy's hair was oily and extremely hard, and his touch was not good at all.
Taking back his hand, he Lianxing smiled and wiped his body secretly, winked at the boy: "these guys are afraid of fire. Use the things in your hand well, it may save your life!"
The little boy glanced, and he Lianxing smiled and hummed coldly. Can't he see the disdain on his face just now? He said with cold voice, "if you don't love it, don't pretend! I'll follow the princess's highness!" the fact told him that he was the most secure only when he was beside him.
His tattle and prate, a princess who has been talked about lately, has been once loathing by those gossip and true or false rumors. But now he knows that some things are not as good as what you hear, you should believe what you see and believe your heart.
Zhao Jingjing soon made two more torches, took off the woven Yuehua brocade coat, wrapped several sticks in case, and handed one to song Ningyu and one to Helian Xingxiao.
Suddenly, the big fire frightened the spiders back again and again. The young man looked timid, but he straightened his back and bit his teeth behind song Ningyu. The young man was trembling and very upset. He left step by step close to song Ningyu, looked around with his eyes, and a spider rushed towards song Ningyu.
The young man's sharp eyes blocked the fire. The spider burned in the air, made a small bang, and walked out of the kitchen. The young man looked at Song Ningyu, muttered the corners of his lips and pulled song Ningyu's clothes. His face was a little embarrassed. He looked at Song Ningyu, and his eyes were full of anxiety.
Song Ning looked at him suspiciously. Zhao Jingjing gently smiled at him and said, "what's the matter?"
The little boy muttered at the corners of his lips, one hand nervously corrected the dirty black clothes, and muttered, "I... my sister is in another fire room, i... your highness, please, come with me to save her!"
Song Ningyu was slightly shocked in her heart. Unexpectedly, there was such a deeply affectionate young man. A smile flashed in her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness is very busy. There is no time to delay!"
The young man's face turned white. He held the torch tightly in one hand, and his joints were white because of too much force. He murmured, "in that case, I'll go myself!"
I don't know whether it was anger or how. The young man turned fiercely and strode towards the corridor full of spiders. Song Ningyu picked his eyebrows and nodded: "courage is good, but he's not very smart."
The young man looked at the steps of song Ding to follow. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He walked towards the next door with great strides. There were several rooms in the room. The boy shouted to the room, "sister! Is anybody there? Your highness is here to rescue us! Is anybody there?"
"Is there anyone? Sister? Can you hear me? Sister?" the young man's voice shouted all the way, and finally only choked. When he walked through each fire room, he saw that there was a strong smell of corpse decay, and his words echoed in the whole room.
When he shouted, there was only a sob left. In his world, the so-called good people and the so-called bad people all disappeared overnight.
"Sister! Sister, answer me, sister!" the young man rushed forward uneasily. He ran faster and faster. The torch passed through the alley and corridor, and countless red spiders retreated one after another.
Song Ningyu took the torch and followed the young man. From time to time, he moved a little towards a place next to him. There would be a fine explosion sound in the air. A weak sound came from the fire room from afar. The young man was happy and strode towards the room.
Next to the stove, a seven or eight year old girl was shrinking in the corner. In front of her, there was a man whose body had been highly rotten. From the perspective of his clothes, he should be a powerful man with one hand still extending towards the girl. It seemed that he wanted the girl to save him.
Obviously, the child was frightened. At this time, he was looking at the young man with great anxiety. Tears in his eyes suddenly came out and ran towards the young man: "brother, brother, I'm afraid."
Although the young man was small, he also supported a person's whole world like a big man, as song Ningyu said. He took the little girl in front of him into his arms, holding a torch in one hand and gently patting her head in the other hand. There was unspeakable tenderness in his tone: "Not afraid, not afraid. My brother is here. You see, my brother said he would come to protect you, didn't he? Not afraid."
Zhao Jingjing's torch fiercely extended towards the little girl. The little girl was obviously frightened again. A pair of water eyes stared at her. Zhao Jingjing rubbed the little girl's hair and glanced at the red fire spider king. Her eyes were slightly cold. Song Ningyu and he Lianxing smiled with a bucket of oil and a torch in their hands. She put the oil on the ground and went to the fire 。
The boy was comforting the little girl. The little girl watched song Ningyu move the pile of firewood. She only dared to hide in the boy's arms and didn't dare to make a sound again. She lit the pile of firewood and said in a deep voice: "I hope these fires can play a certain role!"
The fire burned fiercely, and countless spiders scrambled to climb out. The spiders in the whole room immediately retreated. The boy suddenly understood why the spiders only killed those people, but only let him go, because he was making a fire and his sister was making a fire.
Those who always exploit them turned out to be their salvation in the end.
He held his sister's hand tightly and said in a deep voice, "sister, we want to thank them. If they hadn't forced us to come here for a fire all year round, we would die today."
The little girl nodded, and the two men bowed three times. He held his sister tightly and went out of the room under the leadership of Zhao Jingjing. The whole Haiyue building was ablaze with fire. Those spiders who had no time to escape were soon swallowed up in the fire. A closer look showed that there were light red spider webs between the corners of the wall, The nets were also submerged in the sea.
The whole sea moon building is magnificent in its exquisite luxury. Now it is completely destroyed by a fire.
Song Ningyu was carrying a small thing in his hand. The two little guys didn't know martial arts, so they chose to walk first. Fortunately, it's not far from the beach. It's only half a cup of tea. A group of five people walked in the street. The little girl held the torch tightly in her hands, and her eyes looked at the spider in horror.