Chapter 1671 A Large Piece of Bruise

Chapter 92 A large bruise

Mo Shanghua's pupils shrank, and she stepped up and wanted to rush out, but was blocked by the flames, and all the windows in the house were sealed. This time, she really had no way out.

Under the billowing smoke, her eyes were extremely dry and her tears almost fell down. Even though she covered her mouth and nose with her hands, she still coughed non-stop.

Seeing this, the man in black was about to turn around and leave, but just as he turned around, his neck was suddenly slammed by a dagger, and the blood in his cavity kept gushing out, and he fell down heavily.

Under the smoke and fire, Mo Shanghua vaguely saw Yan Beicheng standing in front of the fallen man in black, the blood dripping from the dagger in his hand, and his unattractive face was There was no expression at all, but the eyes as deep as the bottom of a spring were filled with an extremely strong hostility, and the back of the hand holding the dagger was full of veins.

"Back up." He told Mo Shanghua in a loud voice, kicked the body of the man in black up, and used his body to drop the burned beams and other roofs that had begun to turn black and scorched. The falling thing smashed open.

Then, with a flash of his figure, he had already entered the house, holding Mo Shanghua in his arms.

Moshanghua was trapped inside for a long time, and the smoky and tearful eyes were fixed on Yan Beicheng's face. At the same time as her heart was shocked, a warm current slowly flowed from the atrium to the limbs, and at the same time quietly It jumped up silently and quickly.

No matter in the past or present, no one has ever been so kind to her, even if he risked his life to save her.

She could clearly feel that Yan Beicheng's iron arms holding her were trembling slightly, and some pity and heartache poured out uncontrollably from the bottom of his eyes.

The smoke was too thick, but Mo Shanghua didn't notice it.

The flames outside the house had already started burning again, and the way out was blocked again, but Yan Beicheng didn't panic at all, hugged Moshanghua tightly, and kicked the body of the man in black, which had already been stained with flames, over again. After clearing part of the road, he quickly ran out with Mo Shanghua in his arms.

After finally rushing to the door, a flaming beam suddenly fell from under his head. Yan Beicheng's eyes changed suddenly, and he threw Moshanghua out of the room, but he couldn't dodge in time. He was hit hard and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and the dagger had already blocked most of the beam's force.

Mo Shanghua had just stood firm when she saw this scene, her pupils constricted violently, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Beicheng out, and extinguished the tiny flame on his shoulder.

The fighting in the courtyard was over, and the guards rushed to bring water to put out the fire. The common people were grateful for Mo Shanghua's kindness, and they all followed to help.

And Qin Ya, who had been hugged tightly by Qin Lin and refused to let them in, saw Mo Shanghua and the others come out, and hurriedly ran over, knelt down with red eyes.

Mo Shanghua didn't care about this, she just held onto Yan Beicheng's sleeve tightly, watching his pale face, the calm expression changed for the first time, "Quick, get the carriage ready first, here's the You guys, my lord and I will go back to the post house first."

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The wound on Yan Beicheng's shoulder was not too serious, it was just a large piece of bruise and swelled a lot, the more serious one was internal injury.

Mo Shanghua's eyes looked at Mo Shanghua's bruised and purple wound with complex eyes, and after a long time, she forced herself not to think about it, and with her delicate fingers, she gently lifted up the cool ointment and applied it on him carefully.