Flying in front of everyone, Sikong smiled and asked, "Mom, where is Sister Huang?"

Gu Bingqing was happy when she saw Sikong Xiao, but then she burst into tears silently. Sikong Xiao turned to look at the general's father, "Where is General's father, where is Sister Huang?"

"Xiaoxiao... Huang'er..."

"What's wrong with Sister Huang? You guys talk! Where is Sister Huang? Isn't it right?"

Seeing the silent people, Sikong smiled for a second, then shouted, "You guys should put out the fire quickly! Save people quickly! Sister Huang is still inside! Why are you standing stupidly?"

Sikong Xiao quickly walked to countless ministers of the court and asked loudly, "Your Majesty is inside! What are you doing here?"

"Princess, Your Majesty has been seriously ill, and it has not been long since. This is her will. "Qiu Feiye took a step forward and held a bright yellow will in his hand and said with sadness.

Sikong Xiao stared at the dazzling yellow will, and his whole body was trembling with anger. Qiu Feiye held the will and bowed in front of Sikong Xiao. He maintained this action for a long time, so long that he could hardly hold up his arm... It was obviously just a roll of will, but it was so heavy.

Sikong Song saw this situation in the crowd and tried to say something before the crowd, but at this moment, a low and dumb voice came from his ears.

"Sister Huang is not dead yet."

Sikong laughed softly, and the girl who was almost as bright as the flames behind her attracted everyone's eyes. Her eyes were filled with cruelty that made everyone tremble.

That was something they had never seen before... from the 21st century legend, called the gaze of a madman from hell.

Lei Linjun has also experienced a lot of things these days. At this moment, his face was full of beard and his eyes were dim. But when he saw Sikong laughing like this, he still felt a little chill in his heart.

"With me here, Sister Huang won't die, and she won't die either! I will definitely calculate this account with you when I come back! Hum..."

Sikong snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the burning and shaking palace without hesitation.

Gu Bingqing saw Sikong Xiao's decisive back without hesitation, hurriedly chased after him, but Sikong Shengjia held him in his arms, and a heart-wrenching cry rang out-

"Xiaoxiao...Xiaoxiao...Don't go! Danger... Come back soon...Don't...please beg you! Mother has only you, the only daughter... Mother begs you..."

It’s not that I don’t feel sorry for the beauty mother. Sikong Xiao’s first person to come to this world to be determined to protect. If it were anything... Even if I asked myself to go to the altar to sacrifice, as long as the beauty mother was happy, Sikong Xiao would do it without hesitation.

But this time it was that person.

It is the first person I touched when I came to this world, the person who protected himself tightly when he was besieged by everyone and blocked everyone with his small body, the person who loved him from beginning to end, and the person who would rather shed blood and hurt than see him in his own pain!

He is the person who cares about himself the most and the most!

Sikong Xiao walked away, but was pressed by a person falling from the sky. The familiar voice of the black chicken sounded above his head, with a little heavy, "Sikong Xiao, you can see clearly, is this ordinary fire, it is hellfire."

Hellfire?

Sikong Xiao's pupils shrank, and he opened the hand on his shoulder with his backhand. No one knew the power of Hellfire better. If it was really Hellfire, then the only person in the world who could save Sister Huang from it was herself!

The raging fire was lit up at a hundred meters near the palace. Sikong Xiao frowned and stepped into the fire without hesitation. His red dress was almost integrated with the flames.

The soul power was used at any cost. Without the help of the soul power and the excessive movements before, the wound on the abdomen was torn again. The larger wounds before, more blood gushed out to dye the gorgeous red clothes.

Because this red dress like a wedding dress and Sikong Xiao seemed to have no pain, no one present noticed that Sikong Xiao was actually seriously injured...

Only the black chicken who accidentally pressed Sikong Xiao's injured shoulder just now felt something was wrong with his hand, raised his hand, and his heart beat hard.

Sikong laughs at this stinky girl...

"Xiaoxiao...Xiaoxiao, come back! Don't go in, you will die!!"

The shrill cry was isolated from his ears, Sikong laughed and gritted his teeth, step by step towards the palace gate in the fire.

The palace is made of sturdy, and even if it burns to such a state, it still stands firmly there. Sikong Xiaoxin gave ten thousand praises to the craftsmen who built the palace! In the future, this craftsman must build a house for himself!

Hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters...

Sikong Xiao's relaxed mood completely disappeared, and his body trembled constantly. She knew that her soul power was being consumed quickly, but she didn't care.

Ten meters, five meters, three meters...

Layers of flames blocked the outside world's vision. Gu Bingqing collapsed in Sikong Shengjia's arms. Sikong Song also held Qi Hong's hand firmly. The black chicken's pair of faint black eyes locked the direction of Sikong Xiao's advance, and everyone held their breath and waited.

The half-open hall door was close at hand, Sikong Xiao bit his tongue hard and forced himself to wake up. Suddenly, a white figure staggered out of the dark hall-

After being happy, Sikong laughed and called anxiously, "Sister Huang!"

"Ahem..."

The sound of a clear cough came from the hall. Sikong Xiao rushed over and suddenly saw the man staggeringly falling on the ground. He was shocked for a moment, "Why are you? Sister Huang?"

Jin Dianmo covered his mouth and coughed wildly. His clothes were damaged in several parts, and blood was faintly revealed.

Seeing her appearance, Sikong Xiao frowned and was about to speak. At the crack behind the door of the palace, a faint sigh suddenly came from the shadow that Sikong Xiao couldn't see, "I really didn't expect you to come out..."

"Sister Huang!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sikong Xiao was overjoyed. Sikong Huang leaned in the corner behind the hall gate. Through the gap, she saw Sikong Xiao with a happy face outside the door. She smiled faintly, her extremely pale lips opened, and a nearly inaudible call came out, "Xiaoxiao..."

"Sister Huang..." Sikong Xiao immediately responded with his eyebrows and wanted to push the door without saying a word, but when she reached out and was about to touch the palace gate, she stopped him.

"Sister Huang?"

Sikong laughed and his hands were in the air, and he was very puzzled about why Sister Huang asked him to stop. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Jin Dianmo sitting on the ground, extremely weak voice, "There is a formation in the hall."

Formation?
Chapter completed!