The fate of the world's beauty

Chapter 38 Can't be so miserable?

Seeing that the snakes were less than ten feet away, Nan Ruo lit the straw in front of her with a torch, and when she turned her head and saw Feng Jia frowning intently, wondering what she was thinking, she cursed secretly, and said loudly, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and light the fire."

Only then did Feng Jia come to his senses. Seeing the snakes approaching, he quickly lit the straws in front of him. In order to make the fire burn faster, the two circled around and lit all the straws. The fire grew bigger and bigger, and soon formed a A fiery circle of flames rising high.

As the group of snakes got closer, they did not dare to get close to the fire circle. They just went around the fire circle and climbed down the cliff. A few tried to rush into the fire circle to attack, but the fire was so fierce that the few poisonous snakes that approached were scorched by the fire.

At this time, the east wind was blowing, blowing the flames high, the whole pavilion gradually heated up, and some sparks appeared on the roof.

Nan Ruo's wet clothes had already been dried, and her face was scorched by the fire. She looked at the roof and said, "No, the pavilion is about to burn."

Feng Jia's face was flushed, and beads of sweat dripped down. She said angrily, "It's all your good idea. The snake won't be able to get in, but we will be burned to death."

Nan Ruo smiled wryly, and said, "Do you think it's better to be bitten to death by a snake, or to be burned to death?"

Feng Jia glared at her and said, "At this moment, are you still in the mood to joke?"

Nan Ruo looked outside, and said: "The snakes are getting thinner, and after a while, we can push off the fire circle and go out."

Feng Jia sneered: "I'm afraid we will be burned to death before the snakes are gone."

"Ah—" At this moment, two black-faced men screamed miserably from the pavilion.

Nan Ruo and Feng Jia looked back at the same time. It turned out that the iron chains on the hands, feet, and waists of the two men had been burned for a long time because they were connected to the outside. The entire iron chain was burned hot. The man's hands, feet and waist were scalded by the scorching iron chains, and he cried out in pain.

Nan Ruo was shocked, and said: "Use your sword to help them cut off the iron chain."

Feng Jia said angrily: "They are locked here, they must be the most important enemies of Yunv Villa. If so, why should I help them?"

"You—you, you always ask why for everything? How can there be so many why?" Nan Ruo said angrily.

Feng Jia gave her a blank look, raised his sword, and cut off the iron chains on the two of them a few times. They escaped from death, and both knelt down. They kowtowed three times to Nanruo and three times to Feng Jia. .

Feng Jia curled her lips and said, "Really, I was the one who saved them, but I begged you first! That's all, I will never do such a loss-making business in the future."

Nan Ruo secretly sighed, at this time the top of the pavilion had already started to burn, accompanied by the falling of burnt wooden beams and tiles, but the snakes outside had not yet exhausted, at this moment there were poisonous snakes outside and fire inside, the situation very critical.

Suddenly, a tile fell down on Yang Xuexin's bed. Seeing that it was about to hit her, Nan Ruo rushed over to rescue her, but she couldn't match the falling speed of the tile.

Just at the very moment, a black-faced man smashed the tile with a wave of iron palm. For a moment, the dust scattered, and he rushed to help Yang Xuexin who was on the ground. Seeing that her face was pale, her face was almost stained red. Unclothed, the black-faced man raised his head and yelled, apparently calling for help.

Nan Ruo suddenly remembered that Yang Xuexin had said that Jiuye Mingzhi had the special effect of stopping bleeding and promoting blood circulation. He was busy dealing with Feng Jia and the snakes just now, but he turned aside the seriously injured Yang Xuexin. Seeing the black-faced man calling for help, he rushed over and opened the door. Handbag, right hand reached into the bag to take out Jiuye Mingzhi, and saw that the original Jiuye Mingzhi was as white as jade, plump and tender as dried up like dead branches, Nan Ruo was taken aback, and in an instant, she poured out all Jiuye Mingzhi, But there is still such fresh and tender Mingzhi in front of him, it is obviously a pair of withered grass, Nan Ruo sat down on the ground and murmured: "It can't be so miserable? It has become like this, I don't know if it can still be used?"

(End of this chapter)