Chapter 2557

If he hadn't been so selfish and let Mo Lingwei and Chu Yunyao leave together, she wouldn't be where she is today!

Feng Shaojin's eyes were red. He clearly promised Chu Yunyao that he would always take her by his side and never leave her.

Even if she went to the underworld, he would not hesitate to step in with her.

He broke his promise again.

He was afraid that she would be too bored, so he let her think wildly in the governor's mansion, and let her and Yun Liu come to He Wenhao's other courtyard to help deal with the food and grass goods as if to part with the pain.

He sent so many guards to guard her, and everyone in He Wenhao's mansion has been checked...

Those subtleties are simply impossible to guard against!

Just when Feng Shaojin was in despair, he heard a faint voice calling: "I am here, Shaojin, I am here."

Feng Shaojin turned her head and saw Mo Lingwei lying in the corner of the wall, one leg was cut by the sharp sawdust on the beam, blood was flowing, and the ankle of the other leg was swollen and high. She was holding a piece of the chair leg that had been burnt black in her hand, and was using all her strength to crawl forward.

Tears welled up in Feng Shaojin's eyes, he ran over, removed the beams that were lying on her body, wiped off the burning sparks on her body, and picked her up from the ground.

"Ling Wei, my Ling Wei!" Feng Shaojin touched her burnt face, only to realize that more than half of her jet-black hair was scorched by the fire.

If she had arrived a little later, she would have been burned alive here.

"I'll take you out, don't be afraid." Feng Shaojin carried her out.

"Where are the children? Have they all gone out?" Mo Lingwei opened his eyes weakly, "Shaojin, how did you come in with such a big fire?"

"I said, I will always keep you by my side, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I will not leave you." Feng Shaojin pressed her head to her chest, covered her with a cloak, and rushed outside go.

With a "boom", the other courtyard that had been burned into an empty shell could no longer hold on, and suddenly collapsed as a whole.

Feng Shaojin hugged the person in his arms, and immediately dodged to the corner of the wall, blocking Mo Lingwei under him.

The huge stone statue enshrined on the counter suddenly collapsed, smashing towards Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei...

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After an unknown amount of time, the comatose Mo Lingwei woke up, drops of warm liquid splashed on her cheeks, she opened her eyes, and there was darkness in front of her.

She wanted to move, but found that her legs hurt so badly that they were about to break.

"Shaojin, Shaojin." Mo Lingwei pushed the people around him.

"I'm here." There was rare weakness in Feng Shaojin's voice.

The man came over and hugged her even tighter, "How are you? Is there any injury besides the legs and back?"

Mo Lingwei leaned against the warm and sticky arms of the man, and said weakly: "No, are you bleeding?"

The strong smell of blood filled the tip of the nose, spreading in the small space, stuffy and humid, making one's stomach sick.

"Well, it's just a small injury, it doesn't matter."

"Are we all going to die?"

"No, you will survive." The man's thin lips groped in the dark, and fell to her cheek: "Hold on, until Gu Wei finds us."

Mo Lingwei was in a daze, lying beside Feng Shaojin, all the panic and fear seemed to dissipate, and suddenly there was a sense of stability when the dust had settled.

Regardless of life or death, this man will always be by his side.

It was a kind of dependence and trust that even she herself hadn't noticed at the critical moment of life and death...