The high priest paused anxiously: "I'll send someone else to save her! Don't get up. What if something happens to you, what will happen to the Ukrainian tribe?"

"Get out of here!"

Xiaozhuang didn't care about these words. His eyes were so cold that he kicked open the door and rushed into the sea of ​​fire.

The high priest stared at the spreading fire, anxious and angry, and shouted to the people around him: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Why don't you get water quickly!"

The one who rushed in was their new high priest!

The Ukrainians are generally united and have enough respect for the high priest.

The high priest was in a dangerous place, how could they remain indifferent?

They were all crazy now, and they called me to fetch water to put out the fire.

Xiaozhuang came to the room and rushed to the bed without caring about the sparks falling on her body. She saw Qian'er lying on the ground beside the bed, already fainting from smoke.

The tent on the bed was burning.

If Xiaozhuang comes a little later, the fire will fall on Qian'er.

Xiaozhuang didn't bother to think too much, pulled up the quilt and wrapped Qian'er around, hugged her and looked around, and found that there was fire everywhere.

There is no water in the bedroom and I can't wet the quilt. If the fire is stained with the quilt, Qian'er wrapped in it... Xiaozhuang dares not take risks.

At this time, a shout came from outside: "Master Longbo, run from the rooftops, there is a small fire there, and there is a lake behind it!"

Xiaozhuang is not familiar with the terrain, but he still remembers that there is a lake not far behind these houses.

If he delays any further, not only Qian'er, but he will even be choked to death by smoke.

Xiaozhuang made a quick decision, hugged Qian'er tightly, took a step back, soared into the sky, and knocked through the roof. When he was dizzy, he hugged Qian'er and fell into the lake.

Then, he lost his intuition.

Many people heard the shout.

Someone looked up and saw Zhaohui lying on the tree under the fire.

Zhaohui's hair was loose, as if she had just woken up.

But at this time no one has time to think about why she slept in the tree.

She looked down and asked loudly, "Who else is in the house?"

At this time, no one could care about her affairs. Several servants hurriedly replied: "The second princess and the second princess have gone to the mountains and are not in the house. Except for the eldest princess, only the prince is still in the house!"

Zhaohui hurriedly asked, "Which room is the prince living?"

"That's the room!" the servant pointed.

It's exactly where the fire burns.

It has been completely covered in fire.

Even the door was completely unable to enter.

When a group of imperial soldiers who rushed over saw this scene, they were so anxious that they stamped their feet. They tried to rush in several times, but were forced back by the surging fire.

Long Fei saw that his son had left the house, and immediately directed people to go to the lake behind to find someone, frowned and said, "The house is about to collapse, and the people who are still inside are afraid..."

Everyone was silent and there was no other way except to continue watering the house.

Zhaohui slid down from the tree, threw a cotton-padded jacket she had with her into the bucket and soaked it, and then put it on her body.

Everyone advised: "Zhaohui, what are you going to do? Should you go in and save people? Look at the house burned like this, even if you go in, you will lose your people. The fire burns on yourself, it is not a fun thing!"

Zhaohui said angrily: "What if the person is still alive? Do you want to die and not save him?"

She put on a wet cotton coat, took a wet veil to cover her mouth and nose, and used a stick to push the half of the door on fire. The fire was so close that it burned her cheeks.

Very hot!
Chapter completed!