Finally, when Wang Jin was almost in despair, Qin Yao stepped on the corpses on the ground, raised her bloody face, and stood downstairs and shouted at him: "Jump down quickly!"

That bloody face twisted in the firelight must be extremely terrifying.

But at this moment, Wang Jin felt that she was like a fairy from heaven, otherworldly and beautiful beyond compare!

The flames had already spread to the second floor, with thick smoke billowing. Wang Jin's hands and feet were tied, and it was very difficult for him to jump out of the fire circle, but for now, he had no choice but to take a gamble.

He jumped back a step, then concentrated all his strength on his feet, jumped up on tiptoe, and stuck his head out of the window. Like a high diver, he formed an arc in the air and dived into the sea of ​​fire.

The thick smoke was pervasive, and the moment Wang Jin jumped down, he felt that all his senses were enveloped by the boiling smoke, as if it was going to roast him.

All kinds of burnt smells made him feel desperate. The hot flames licked him quickly, and the next second, he felt himself falling into a soft embrace.

The world was spinning before my eyes, and the smell of grass and soil brought a fresh feeling, as if I had emerged from the flames into another world.

Qin Yao rolled on the ground three times holding Wang Jin. Without having time to check whether he was dead or alive, she immediately stood up, carried him on her shoulders, and ran away.

All I heard was a loud "boom!" behind me, and the entire post station could no longer withstand the scorching fire and collapsed forward.

The fallen tiles flew all around, and Qin Yao suddenly felt a slight pain in her calf. She looked down and saw a sharp tile splashing out and piercing her calf.

Blood gushed out instantly, and Qin Yao frowned slightly in annoyance. It was not until she put Wang Jin in a safe area next to the carriage that she bent down, pulled out the tile, and threw it aside.

He tore open the scrap of cloth stuffed in Wang Jin's mouth and untied the rope on his body.

Wang Jin, who was almost suffocating, finally got a chance to breathe. He took a deep breath of fresh air and accidentally got a stitch in the side, starting to cough violently.

“Cough cough cough!”

Wang Jin leaned against the wheel, coughing so hard that it felt like his lungs were about to be torn apart. It took him a long time to calm down.

Two lines of black tears flowed down that dark face, and the red eyes looked at Qin Yao gratefully, "Thank you."

Qin Yao nodded, but ignored the injuries on her body, put down the divine arm bow, gave him a bottle of water, picked up the big knife and walked towards the burning post station.

When encountering a dying soldier who was still breathing his last, he would finish him off one by one with his white knife going in and his red knife coming out.

Only after he was sure that there was no longer any threat did he drag the hundred-pound sword back to the carriage.

Old Huang was frightened by the fire and ran back halfway through eating the grass. Qin Yao patted his horse's head and said, "It's okay. Eat your food. Eat more and be full so that you can continue your journey tomorrow."

Lao Huang rubbed her palm and then turned around to find grass to eat nearby.

There was cleared space next to the post station, so Qin Yao didn't have to worry about the fire spreading over there.

The weather was hot and there was a huge bonfire next to us. I was sweating so much that I simply took off my outer shirt and only wore a thin middle shirt.

Qin Yao sat down next to Wang Jin and rolled up his trouser legs to check the wound.

The tile pierced deep into the hole, but fortunately the wound was not big.

Due to limited conditions and the lack of any disinfectants, Qin Yao had to clean the wound inside and out with cold boiled water, then apply external ointment and bandage it with cotton strips.

During the whole process, Qin Yao didn't even make a sound. But Wang Jin didn't dare to look away from her. He got goosebumps all over his body when he heard the sound of her fingers turning over the flesh and blood.

"How is your injury?" Wang Jin asked with concern.

Qin Yao: "It's just a little scrape, it's nothing."

After bandaging, Qin Yao put down his trouser legs and turned to look at him, "Do you want to bandage your wounds?"

Wang Jin's clothes were smoked black and white, and it was impossible to see where he was injured, but Qin Yao could smell the blood, so he was much more seriously injured than her.

Wang Jin nodded, wanting Qin Yao to give him the things while he did it himself.

After all, men and women shouldn’t touch each other!

Unexpectedly, when Qin Yao saw him nod, she actually stretched out her hand towards him with water and ointment. Remembering the brutal way she had just bandaged herself, Wang Jin was suddenly startled and quickly dodged back.

However, he didn't expect that the movement was too large and he felt a sharp pain in the wound on his shoulder blade. The pain made him gasp and cold sweat broke out.

Qin Yao paused, put the things next to him, and then said sarcastically: "You are such a wimp."

Wang Jin looked up and wanted to glare at her, but was caught off guard by the sight of the hot curves outlined under the thin undershirt. He hurriedly retracted his head, his face burning like fire.

Fortunately, his face was smoked black, so it couldn't be seen.

"How can you not wear clothes!" he growled angrily.

Qin Yao rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Isn't this clothes on me?"

Wang Jin didn't want to argue with her. He endured the pain and moved to the back of the car. He reminded her again: "Put on your clothes."

Only then did he treat the wound himself.

In addition to the original wound on the arm, there is now another wound on the back. Fortunately, the wound is not deep and the bleeding is not much.

There were so many other small wounds that Wang Jin was too lazy to count them. He bandaged all the ones that could be bandaged first. When there were not enough clean cotton strips, he simply left them alone.

Anyway, this injury won't cause death. I'll wait until we get to the provincial capital and then find a professional clinic for treatment.

However, the ointment Qin Yao gave me was quite effective. I felt a cool sensation as soon as I applied it, and the pain was relieved a lot.

Qin Yao thought to herself, adding the ointment containing Hanxiao Banbudian will definitely relieve the pain.

Wang Jin has never been a person who endures pain. When he was injured and bandaged in the past, he would scream when it hurt.

But today, he was so stimulated by Qin Yao that he clenched his teeth and didn't make any sound.

Qin Yao waited for a long time but heard no sound. She thought he had fainted due to excessive blood loss. She suddenly leaned over to check and almost scared Wang Jin, who hadn't even put on his clothes yet, to death.

"You're awake, then it's okay, just continue."

Qin Yao quickly took a look at his figure and retracted her head as if nothing had happened.

As expected of a martial artist, his figure and muscles are well maintained. However, his pectoral muscles are a little too big. Tsk tsk, I don’t like it.

Wang Jin put on his clothes quickly with an expressionless face and a red face. When he heard Qin Yao's two clicks of the tongue, his back teeth were about to break.

I can’t describe how I feel, but it’s not pleasant at all!

Qin Yao handed over two wheat cakes, and Wang Jin took them and chewed them slowly, trying his best to maintain his aristocratic elegance.

There was only a smell of burning meat wafting from the burning inn. Wang Jin stopped chewing his cake, looked towards the carriage and asked with concern, "Is the cargo okay?"

Qin Yao knocked on the heavy wooden box to let him hear it, "Don't worry about me, I'll do it steadily."

"We'll leave after the fire is out." Qin Yao pointed to the mat she had just spread on the grass, "You rest first, I'll keep watch."

In the light of the fire, the back of the man with a messy hairstyle looked like a towering stone statue standing upright, guarding him firmly.

Wang Jin felt warm in his heart and was touched. She was so dedicated!