Chapter 88: Escape From Despair (Please Read and Vote)

But looking at this person again, his whole body was charred. With a slight movement, the charred skin fell down in large chunks, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.

Not only that, as the skin fell off, a smell of meat also spread.

The smell was disgusting.

Zhao Ya sighed in his heart, knowing that this person was beyond saving.

Sure enough.

After struggling for only a few more moments, this person died.

At the same time, the flames outside gradually extinguished, but there was no trace of people in the field.

Except for the vague black ash on the ground, nothing was left.

This tragic scene shocked everyone.

The people of Qingzhuling were all in high spirits, and Ma Ling kept flattering.

"Third brother is mighty, and he eliminated all these guards with one move!"

Huo Tianxiao couldn't help laughing, and then pointed to the temple gate.

"Ms. Song, have you seen the fate of your men? If you don't want your delicate skin to turn into charcoal, then surrender now and I can save your life."

Hearing this, everyone in the room focused their attention on Song Peiwan.

Song Peiwan remained silent, and after a while she raised her head and said, "It seems that you Qingzhuling are determined to be the running dogs of the Hong family!"

"Hehe, you little girl are quite sharp-tongued, but it's useless for you to stir up trouble. Stop talking nonsense, surrender or not?" Huo Tianxiao asked coldly.

Song Peiwan took a deep breath.

At this moment, her heart was full of despair.

She knew that if she surrendered at this time, although she could save her life for a while, she would be waiting for endless humiliation.

Thinking of this, a look of determination appeared in her eyes, and she had already held the self-defense dagger in her hand, and then took a deep breath and said.

"If I surrender, can you let the rest of these people go?"

"Miss!" the round-headed and round-faced maid screamed.

Huo Tianxiao sneered.

"What a kind woman who cares about her subordinates. Well, if you come out and surrender, I can spare their lives."

Hearing this, except for the round little maid with a face full of grief and anger, the rest of the people all breathed a sigh of relief.

Especially the monks in the Big Buddha Temple.

Although Song Peiwan is a big donor of the temple, she would come to the temple to burn incense and donate at this time every year.

But at this critical moment of life and death, no matter how big the donor is, it is not as important as one's own life.

So except for Master Baojing who closed his eyes and chanted a Buddhist name with a sad face, the rest of the monks wished that Song Peiwan would go out and surrender quickly.

Song Peiwan hid a sharp knife and was about to go out, just at this moment Zhao Ya suddenly quietly grabbed her.

Song Peiwan looked at Zhao Ya with some doubts.

Song Peiwan was deeply impressed by the guard who was the first to speak out in support of her and the first to sense danger and run into the temple.

She didn't know why the young guard stopped her.

Zhao Ya didn't say anything, but quietly pointed to the opposite side and then made a gesture of wiping his neck.

At this time, Zhao Ya was standing in the corner of the temple gate, and he couldn't be seen from the outside.

Song Peiwan was stunned when she saw the gesture Zhao Ya made.

Because Zhao Ya's meaning was very clear, even if Song Peiwan went out, they would not be able to escape death.

In fact, Zhao Ya had been hiding in the dark and observing the actions of the people in Qingzhuling.

Although Huo Tianxiao kept saying that he would let everyone go, his men had not stopped their actions and had been filling the sprayers in their hands with black oil.

It can be seen that Huo Tianxiao had no intention of letting these people in the Big Buddha Temple go. After Song Peiwan fell into the trap, he would catch the rest of them.

Song Peiwan became more desperate after knowing this fact.

Surrender means death, and not surrendering also means death. What should I do?

At this time, Huo Tianxiao was getting impatient.

"Mr. Song, my patience is limited. Come out and surrender before I change my mind!"

Song Peiwan was extremely anxious and even planned to take out a dagger and commit suicide now.

This was better than being insulted by the thieves later.

But at this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly pulled her over and whispered in her ear: "Follow me later, don't hesitate!"

Even at this critical moment of life and death, Song Peiwan still felt a little strange.

After all, no man had ever been so close to her except her brother.

But listening to Zhao Ya's calm voice and looking at his calm eyes, Song Peiwan's heart calmed down somehow.

She nodded slightly, and then pulled the little maid next to her.

This little maid had followed her since she was a child, and they had been like sisters for a long time, so even at this time, Song Peiwan had to take her with her.

Zhao Ya ignored all this. He saw through the crack in the door that Huo Tianxiao's men were almost ready.

This was the last chance.

If he waited until the other party had finished preparing everything, it would be too late.

So he pushed the door hard.

There was a loud bang.

The thick temple door was pushed open, and then Zhao Ya grabbed the door bolt and bolted it.

Although Zhao Ya knew that this was just a stopgap measure, this wooden door could not stop the people in Qingzhuling.

But it was always good to buy some time.

"Run! These thieves will not let anyone go!"

Zhao Ya shouted, pulled Song Peiwan and ran to the back.

This was the only thing he could do. As for whether the monks in the Big Buddha Temple listened or not, it was their business.

Bao Jing Zen Master is worthy of being the abbot who has been in charge of the temple for many years. His mind is faster than that of ordinary people.

As soon as he heard what Zhao Ya said, he knew it was almost right, so he also shouted: "Go!"

For a moment, everyone ran back desperately.

Huo Tianxiao outside the door was almost furious. He never thought that the duck he had caught would fly away again, so he waved his arms and shouted: "Burn it for me, raze this place to the ground!"

At this time, his men were also ready and turned on the switch again in the air.

Black oil fell like rain, and the flames shot up to the sky in an instant.

Most of this temple is made of wood. How can it withstand such a fierce fire?

So in just a blink of an eye, the fire spread, and the whole Buddhist temple was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

Zhao Ya had long expected that the people of Qingzhuling would do this, so he did not panic. Even though the fire snakes behind him were dancing wildly, he did not look back, but dragged Song Peiwan and ran back desperately.

At this time, Zhao Ya realized that although Song Peiwan had practiced martial arts, her cultivation was mediocre, at most she was at the first level.

This should be considered good for ordinary people in Wuxiang City, but it was not good enough for the Song family.

However, this was not the time to think about these things. Zhao Ya dragged Song Peiwan and the little maid to the back mountain.

Just as Master Baojing said, there was indeed a bottomless valley here.

At this time, there was a blazing fire behind and a deep valley in front, which was really like a desperate situation.

Zhao Ya was not panicked at all, and stretched out his hand to start taking off his clothes.

Song Peiwan was startled, "You..."

She was about to ask Zhao Ya what he was doing, but saw that Zhao Ya had taken off his shirt, and inside was a close-fitting iron armor.

Then Zhao Ya took off the iron armor. After removing the burden of dozens of kilograms, Zhao Ya instantly felt as light as a swallow.

"Come, you two hold me tight!"

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