557 Crossing the Sea of ​​Fire, Mission Failure, What's the Most Unfortunate

"Feng Qingchen!" Fu Lin shouted. Feng Qingchen was startled and almost pressed the reel-in button instead of the release button.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qingchen really didn't like Fu Lin's startled look.

When I first met Fu Lin, I thought he was mature, steady, and scheming. But after spending more time with him, I realized that he was only occasionally mature and cunning, and most of the time he was rather simple. It seemed like he was a child who was protected too well by his family.

"Your line, will your line be burned by the fire?" Fu Lin pointed at the raging fire and the line that was gradually being led into the fire by Xiao Huihui.

"Isn't it too late for you to consider this issue now?" Feng Qingchen gave Fu Lin a stern look.

It's already this late, and you still have the time to think about whether you can get what you want or not.

Fu Lin coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment.

The two stopped talking and waited for Xiao Huihui to find a way out.

Bazhi, Bazhi... Everything around them started to burn, and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The explosion-proof suits that Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin were wearing were already very stuffy, and both of them were sweating profusely at this time.

Fu Lin was already very impatient: "Feng Qingchen, Xiao Huihui may not be able to find a way out, let's just fight our way out. If we continue like this, we will be roasted to death by the high temperature even if we don't burn to death."

"Wait a moment, your little Huihui will definitely find the place. Rush out now, with your light ability, can you take me out with you? Moreover, under heavy siege, are you sure you can fly out in one go? If you lose your breath halfway, we will be surrounded heavily, and then no matter how powerful you are, you won't be able to fight your way out." Even with Lan Jiuqing's ability, he might not be able to take her out, let alone Fu Lin.

Sure enough, Fu Lin stopped talking.

Not to mention taking Feng Qingchen with him, he couldn't even rush out alone, otherwise, he would have run away long ago and would never have come to find Feng Qingchen. He thought that Feng Qingchen, as an official, could command the army, but...

It's of no use at all.

The fire was growing bigger and bigger, flames were dancing in the air, burning the sky red. There were fewer and fewer places to hide, and the air was becoming thinner and thinner. Feng Qingchen gradually felt dizzy and somewhat unsteady on his feet. There was a flash of fire in front of his eyes, and the entire prefectural mansion was engulfed in flames.

Boom... The house collapsed. Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin were standing in an open space, but they could not avoid being affected by the residual power. The roof beams fell down and rolled towards Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin. The two dodged left and right. Feng Qingchen's steps were a little slow. At this time, Fu Lin fully realized his good demeanor and protected Feng Qingchen in his arms.

At this time, Feng Qingchen would never refuse stubbornly. She couldn't die here. It would be such a loss if she was really burned to death.

Bang... A fireball hit Fu Lin's back. Fu Lin had gritted his teeth and prepared himself for the burns on his back, but he only felt a pain on his back, but no burning sensation at all. Only then did Fu Lin understand why Feng Qingchen asked him to change into this clothes.

Feng Qingchen has so many treasures on him.

"Feng..." Fu Lin was about to express his feelings, but he was interrupted by Feng Qingchen as soon as he opened his mouth. "Xiao Huihui has fixed the hook. We can go now. Hold me tight."

Feng Qingchen pulled the steel rope, and the rope became straight.

"Fu Lin, hurry up, we are leaving." Feng Qingchen urged Fu Lin again.

If they don't leave now, they will have to stay and pay compensation for the funeral of the prefectural government.

"I'm sorry." Fu Lin had just put his arm around Feng Qingchen's waist when he felt a powerful force pulling him forward.

"Fu Lin, put on the hat behind you. Take a deep breath." Feng Qingchen found that it was too tiring to carry two Flying Tiger Claws.

"good……"

With a whoosh sound, Feng Qingchen pressed the rope-retracting button, and it was like a gust of wind. The two of them were instantly lifted up by an inexplicable force and flew towards the sea of ​​fire.

Whoosh, whoosh... The sound of wind and flames rushed towards the two of them at the same time. Feng Qingchen felt as if his whole body was burning. This temperature could burn a person to death. Feng Qingchen felt a warm liquid flowing down the inside of his thigh.

Don't get the wrong idea. She wasn't scared to the point of peeing her pants. The medicine on the wound was probably washed away by her sweat. It looks like she'll suffer again tomorrow.

The two men were dressed in strange costumes and flew out directly from the sea of ​​fire, as if they were not affected by the fire. The people who were waiting outside the prefect to put out the fire and then came in to collect the bodies were all stunned when they saw this scene.

"Sir, sir...Phoenix? Is it a phoenix?" There was a child who believed in mythology. When he saw Feng Qingchen and Fu Lin rushing out of the sea of ​​fire, the first thing he thought of was the phoenix being reborn from the fire.

"Idiot, what phoenix? That's a myth. This is the person we want to kill. Archers, get ready, shoot." The governor was sweating profusely. A second ago, he was still worried that if the fire was too big, the person would be burned to ashes. How would he find a body that looked like a human? He didn't expect that the next second...

Oh my god! The person I thought was going to die flew out like a god descending from heaven. What is going on?

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... dense arrows shot into the air. Fu Lin was holding Feng Qingchen in his arms and protecting himself with his other hand holding a sword, but he found that... they were too fast, and they were at a high place, so the arrows couldn't touch them at all.

"Feng Qingchen, this thing of yours is really great. Can you give me one later? I will help you find a falcon." Fu Lin is definitely a smart man. He knows what to use to lure Feng Qingchen.

Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen refused without giving any face.

Training a falcon would take a lot of time. Not to mention whether she had the time or not, just the fact that she was not welcomed by animals meant that the falcon might fly away as soon as it saw her. Instead of having time to train a falcon, she might as well treat a few more patients to earn some medical ethics and exchange them for the AK74 submachine gun she coveted.

"Chase, chase quickly, they have to go north, quickly... we can't let them go." The prefect gave a command, and the soldiers under him rushed northward like ants.

The common people in the city shut their doors tightly and dared not make a sound, for fear that they would be caught by the soldiers and die innocently.

The prefect was so anxious that he was sweating all over. He kept giving orders to chase, chase, and chase. He dragged his pampered body and ran towards the government office at an unprecedented speed.

He thought it was a sure thing, but he failed at the critical moment. If he couldn't catch up with those two, not to mention his future, even his life might not be saved...

"Sir..." The prefect called out nervously when he saw the man.

"What? Where's the body? Burnt?" The man stood up angrily and asked a series of questions, his tone becoming increasingly gloomy.

There was such a loud noise outside the city, how could he not know about it?

"Sir, the people have run away." The prefect was about to cry.

"Run away? I gave you 30,000 people, but you couldn't even kill a woman. Tell me, what's the point of keeping you?"

Puff... The man drew his sword, and before the governor could react, he chopped off the governor's head. Puff... Blood spurted all over the man's face, but he reached out and touched it without caring, looking coldly towards the north...

Feng Qingchen, I really underestimated you. You were surrounded on all sides and trapped in a sea of ​​fire, yet you were able to fly out. No wonder your master wanted you to die.

Feng Qingchen, I don't believe that you are so lucky every time. There is still a long way to go back to Beijing. I want to see how good you are...