Chapter 1316

At this time, a figure stepped on the fire, rushed in a piece of smoke.

"Su Xiangwan!"

Regardless of the driver's obstruction, song Ziming rushed to a nearby convenience store, poured a bucket of water from the top and then rushed in.

The small building has been burned out of shape, the smoke will smoke Furniture fit.

Soon after Song Ziming rushed in, the wooden furniture and buildings on the upper floor began to fall, making a loud noise.

Song Ziming is searching for her figure everywhere. He can see a thin figure at the entrance of the stairs.

"Su Xiangwan!" Song Ziming's pupils shrank and ran forward quickly.

Su Xiangwan, who was already fainted by the smoke, saw a figure running towards him in the hazy, and immediately stood up: "here it is!"

The sound of the stairs fell off.

In the evening, Su was in a hurry.

The cabinet can be smashed to fall at the feet of two people, splashing a lot of sparks, especially dangerous.

But in a hurry, the mobile phone also "pa" fell into the fire.

The page still stayed on the page where she talked to Mu Beiting. Within seconds, the screen was black.

Su Xiangwan bit her lip and squatted down to pick up her mobile phone.

He reached out and tried several times, but the flames around him had already swallowed it.

Although it was not big, she tried several times, but could not get it out.

At this time, song Ziming has arrived in front of the two people.

Seeing Su Xiangwan still trying to pick up the mobile phone, song Ziming frowned and kicked the phone away from the fire.

Su Xiangwan was a little lost in his mind and looked up at him.

But when I saw song Ziming's face, I was in a trance.

How How could it be him

How could it be song Ziming?

"Don't pick it up. It may explode at high temperature!" Song Zi Ming opened his mouth in a deep voice.

Su Xiangwan is still in a trance, still immersed in the shock that the visitor is song Ziming.

"Why did you find me handsome?" Song Ziming frowned, and saw that Su Xiangwan had a burden behind him.

Su Xiangwan returned to his senses without saying anything.

Song Ziming also no longer nonsense: "can go?"

Su nods to later. Song Ziming takes off his suit coat and slaps it hard for a while to stop the flame of Su Xiangwan and Han's mother.

It can't be put out, but maybe it's almost oil burning, but the fire is a little smaller.

Song Ziming steps forward quickly, holding Su Xiangwan with his big hand. He lifts her up first, and then his sight falls on his mother and asks, "alive?"

Su nodded to her later. Just now she had tried aunt Han's breath. She was still alive.

Song Ziming did not make a sound, a cold mother back.

"Let's go!" Song Ziming opened his mouth in a deep voice and strode forward with his mother on his back.

Su Xiangwan spoke softly and followed suit.

After escaping the stairs, Sue let out a light breath.

But the things upstairs have been crumbling, waiting for two steps, the roof of the huge chandelier first fell down.

"Be careful!" Su Xiangwan drags song Ziming behind him.

The chandelier smashed heavily in front of them, and they raised their arms to protect their faces at the same time.

Pieces of glass spattered everywhere, Su Xiangwan's neck and arm were scraped two blood marks, and several pieces of debris were not into the skin through his clothes.

Song Ziming is more serious than her, but this degree can only be regarded as painless.

Two people around the glass and fire, song Ziming looked at her and asked: "is it OK?"

Su Xiangwan's eyes complex shake his head, how did not expect that he would come to save himself.