What was even more tragic was that there was no time to put out the fire, and the flames from behind kept coming towards Liang Meng.
What does it mean to run away in panic? Liang Meng gave a perfect explanation.
On the battlefield full of roars and fighting, Liang Meng was seen running around like a headless fly.
Before the burning clothes could be put out, the bun on the top of the head was burned again.
It was sizzling and crackling, and it was cooking very lively, but after a while there was a burnt smell.
The arms that had been beating against the clothes hurried to free the hair. With a series of beatings, the tied hair was tangled. The hairpin was knocked off, and the hair was all loose.
The good hall master turned into a beggar with disheveled hair.
Then the beggar cursed Yang Qian angrily while running away even faster.
Damn it, sooner or later I'll stick you on a grill and burn you for three days and three nights. I'll turn you into a roasted pig.
The long dress was burned into a miniskirt, but fortunately the pants underneath were saved. Otherwise, our master's chastity would have been in jeopardy.
That would be really embarrassing.
Her beautiful hair had been tangled into burnt straw. Even her green shoes had two burn holes in them, with her toes twitching shyly inside.
I thought I was going to be killed by Yang Qian this time.
Suddenly a gust of wind came and extinguished the flames on his body.
Liang Meng stopped her hurried steps and pulled the drapes in front of her eyes with both hands, and saw Qi Zhen and his son who had just arrived standing not far away.
I don’t know if it was Qi Zhen or Qi Zhen’s father who put out the fire for me just now.
Even in such a mess, our hall master still remembers to maintain his image of being well-educated and well-mannered.
He clasped his hands together and thanked the two of them.
However, the father and son had no time to deal with him now, and their full attention was on dealing with Yang Qian.
Qi Zhen's father really opened Liang Meng's eyes.
There was none of Liang Meng's fussiness, dragging his feet, or showing any mercy. He was so arrogant towards Yang Qian that he could flood the earth.
Liang Meng's mouth opened wide and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Looking at the huge wave rising from the ground like a huge screen and rushing towards the Yang clan, a fragrant word suddenly emerged in my heart.
Damn, this strength is indeed worthy of his true identity.
Awesome!
Those of the Yang clan who couldn't dodge were all swept in. They floated and sank, their wails echoing one after another. Amidst the gurgling sounds, one could even hear a few weak bubbles blowing. It was truly pitiful.
Qi Zhen was no less vulnerable. Those members of the Yang clan who had managed to escape were frozen into icicles by Qi Zhen's spiritual power before they could even catch their breath.
Liang Meng was shocked and shook his head, complaining in his heart: Qi Zhen, this kid, the difference in strength between him in his dreams and in reality is too fucking big.
This battle ended with the Yang clan's crushing defeat.
......
"Zhilan, why did you call me here so urgently? What happened? You..."
"Brother Zhen, my brother has found out about us, let's go..."
As Zhilan spoke, she pulled Qi Zhen's sleeve with her little hand and walked away. Qi Zhen pulled her into his arms with force.
"Your brother will find out about our affairs sooner or later, so there's no need to be afraid."
Qi Zhen looked at Zhilan's bright eyes flashing with panic in the dark night, raised his hand to pull the bag off her shoulder and held it in his hand, smiling and comforting Zhilan.
"No. You don't know how angry my brother was. You know, he always loved me, but when he heard about us, he locked me up without saying a word. I had a hard time escaping."
"Let's go quickly. If we're too late, my brother will find out. And then we won't be able to leave even if we want to."
Zhilan was not appeased by Qi Zhen.
She was terrified when she thought about her brother's angry face and fierce tone when he ordered the servants to lock her in the bedroom and not to leave the room without his permission.
She wasn't afraid of what her brother would do to her, but she was afraid that she and Qi Zhen would never be able to be together again.
In the darkness of the night, Zhilan's little face was badly wrinkled, her eyes were full of panic and fear, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and she kept pulling Qi Zhen forward while talking.
"Did your brother lock you up?"
Zhilan nodded.
"No wonder he came so aggressively today."
"Brother Zhen..."
"You two are really together!"
An angry shout suddenly rang out in the darkness, completely drowning out Zhilan's voice.
As the angry roar continued, many torches lit up around them, completely surrounding Qi Zhen and Zhilan.
The torches gradually approached the two of them. Qi Zhen's eyes narrowed involuntarily.
"elder brother."
Yang Qian was furious, staring at Qi Zhen with a ferocious look as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.
Zhilan cried out, opened her arms and stood in front of Qi Zhen, pleading.
"Lan'er, come here."
Yang Qian stopped just a few steps away from Qi Zhen.
"elder brother."
Shaking her head vigorously, Zhilan turned around and glanced at Qi Zhen quickly, signaling him to stay calm.
He shouted to Yang Qian more urgently.
"Brother, I beg you. I really like Qi Zhen, please don't break us up, okay? I beg you."
As Zhilan spoke, she bent her knees and knelt heavily in front of Yang Qian. Tears covered her pale, pleading face.
Qi Zhen and Yang Qian were both shocked.
After Qi Zhen came to his senses, he hurriedly reached out to help Zhilan, but she stopped him by shaking her head.
Yang Qian was both angry and sad.
What made him angry was that Zhilan completely ignored the shame that the Qi clan had brought to the Yang clan, and not only fell in love with Qi Zhen, but also gave up everything to elope with him.
The sad thing is that the two have been dependent on each other since childhood. He holds Zhilan in the palm of his hand, pampers and loves her, and does not let any darkness stain her life as bright as the morning sun.
But I never thought that one day, I would be abandoned by her so easily.
Zhilan's abandonment made Yang Qian heartbroken, and his hatred for Qi Zhen was like the waves under a hurricane, wishing to swallow him and drown him.
Without further ado, Yang Qian grabbed the flames with both hands and shot them towards Qi Zhen.
Qi Zhen's mind was completely on Zhilan who was kneeling in front of him. When the flames flew towards him, he only had time to push Zhilan away.
"Brother Zhen, Brother Zhen...are you okay?"
Qi Zhen was knocked to the ground by Yang Qian's flames and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zhilan was frightened out of her wits. She crawled over using her hands and feet, wiping the blood from Qi Zhen's lips with her trembling arms.
Without even giving Qi Zhen a chance to breathe, Yang Qian, with a gloomy face, attacked Qi Zhen without mercy, completely wanting to kill him.
Two clusters of flames appeared in his black eyes in an instant. Qi Zhen swung his wide sleeves, turned over, and covered Zhilan under himself. Her entire back was burned by the flames.
The arm holding Zhilan suddenly tightened, Qi Zhen groaned, and his brows furrowed in pain.
Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and blood oozed from his tightly clenched lips.
"Stop it. I'll go back with you. Bro, I'll go back with you."
Zhilan was well protected by Qi Zhen, and there was no trace of scar on her dress except for some dust.
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