Chapter 354: Nan Jiaojiao, come to my brother

Huajie Liuxiang is at least desperate.
Nan Yan hired three or five city boys and asked them to buy kerosene.
The rain patters.
On both sides of the Flower Street are the Qinlou Chu Pavilions. The charming pipa music is scattered in the rain, with a unique rouge atmosphere. Even if it is rainy night, it is still lively and unrestrained.
Nan Yan stood under the umbrella in the shadow of the lantern.
Across the street is the kiln where she was sold.
The light in Xiaomulou was warm and yellow, and the figure was swaying behind the flower windows, and the clothes on the temples were fragrant.
The teenagers silently locked the doors and windows, and poured kerosene on the wooden building.
They lit kerosene.
The fire light climbed all the way up the wooden building, and the whole wooden building gradually turned into a sea of ​​fire.
The people in the wooden building finally smelled the burnt smell from the rouge scent in the room.
They were shocked and hurriedly pushed the windows and doors, only to find that they did not know who had locked the doors and windows from the outside.
Thick smoke and fear spread throughout the wooden building.
The guests and the prostitutes screamed for help, but the streets were full of patters and rain, and the streets were full of the singing of drunken fans.
No one heard them calling for help.
The fire grew stronger, and the dark rain gradually swallowed the entire wooden building.
Nan Yan always stands on the opposite side of Huajie under an umbrella.
She quietly admired the struggling figures behind the window. They were full of fire, running and roaring, until they burned to death in the endless sea of ​​fire.
The fire finally broke the string of windows.
The old bustard who tortured her was full of fire, with an ugly old face and a distorted fat body, trying hard to climb out of the window.
But her movements were so clumsy, even if she climbed out of the window, she just fell into the sea of ​​flames on the first floor in embarrassment.
Across the flames and rain, she saw Nan Yan.
She screamed and cursed, her eyes were blood-red and terrible, and she waved her burning limbs vigorously, rushing towards her like a mad dog.
Before taking a few steps, the whole wooden building collapsed.
The old bustard was killed in the wooden building.
Nan Yan watched quietly, her red lips arching in joy.
From now on, she will not let anyone hurt her.
This old bustard is just the beginning.
The fire spread along the wooden building, and gradually, more kilns caught fire.
Someone finally found something was wrong, and the men and women rushed out of the house in disorderly clothes, screaming for fire fighting.
Some people died in the sea of ​​flames, and some were full of fire rushing around.
The whole flower street is caught in fire fighting chaos.
The rain is still falling.
Nan Yan held a light apricot oil-paper umbrella and a large and exquisite skirt in one hand, kicking off her embroidered shoes at will, and walking lightly in the rain barefoot.
She hummed a little tune easily, with a charming attitude.
The fire in the street drifted away behind her.
She is not afraid of falling into the abyss.
Because she was born in the abyss.
In the vast night rain, there is no edge.
In the dark, someone fumbled over the high wall.
With a black scarf on his face, Nan Guang fell into a corner of the wall embarrassedly with a cry of "Ouch."
He rubbed his buttocks and stood up and looked around. The huge Cheng Mansion was full of depression. There were not even a few lanterns. He could only vaguely see the lights of the main house through the rain.
"Huang, your mother hurt my boudoir, I want you to look good tonight!"
Huang is a villain.
First, he disliked his Jiaojiao, then he picked and picked his two precious daughters, and finally even sold his rouge into the kiln!
A good innocent girl who has been so wronged, if he is a father, if he does not avenge his daughter, he is not a man!
He took off the axe slung around his waist and fumbled toward the main house nervously.
He gradually approached the main house.
He hugged the axe tightly, even breathing carefully.
His hands were shaking uncontrollably, and as the fan was pushed away, his heartbeat thundered even more.
There was a woman who was watching the night in the outhouse.
He touched the dormitory lightly. Several candlesticks were scattered high and low, and the curtain was drooping. A long, steady breathing sounded faintly from inside.
Nan Guang wiped the rain off his face.
He tremblingly opened the curtain.
Through the bewildering light of the candlestick, he saw Huang slept deeply.
He raised his axe high-
His hands trembled violently.
He swallowed and couldn't help closing his eyes.
Yan'er's pitiful look came to mind again.
Nan Guang was full of fierce expressions, suddenly opened his eyes, and dropped the sharp axe toward Huang's neck!
Blood splattered!
Warm blood splashed on his cheeks, Nan Guang's heartbeat became unbalanced, he hurriedly dropped his axe, backed up a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.
Tears burst into his eyes.
He has never killed anyone.
He looked at the blood and corpse in the tent, raised his hand, and tremblingly touched the blood-stained cheek.
Ye Yu knocked on the window.
The wind is like a wild beast, crazy and terrifying.
In the middle of this stormy night, Nanguang could clearly hear his heartbeat.
Thumping, as if about to jump out of his chest.
However, he did not regret it.
He has been cowardly for half his life, and he always wants to do something for his daughter.
He lifted his sleeves to wipe away the tears, hurriedly picked up the axe, and ran out of the house.
The night-time lady woke up passively.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she saw Nan Guang who was covered in blood, she screamed instantly!
Nan Guang's eyes were quick and quick, and she swept her head sharply!
The mother-in-law was seriously injured but did not die.
She fell in a pool of blood, babbling and screaming, crawling towards Nan Guang with difficulty, her palm, and she tried very hard to grasp Nan Guang's trousers.
Nan Guang shed tears in fear.
For a moment, he slammed his axe at her almost out of control!
The rain beats the plantain.
Chaowen Courtyard is brightly lit.
The west window pasted with Korean paper was erected in the rain.
Nan Baoyi stood by the west window with her hands supporting her cheeks, enjoying the rain with a calm face.
Sitting behind the book case, Xiao Yi is dealing with military affairs.
He now has an army of 500,000 in his hand, which is only a lot more military affairs than when he was in charge of an army of 100,000.
Shiyan quietly stepped into the study and whispered a few words in his ear.
Xiao Yi whispered, "Can you see clearly?"
"A few of them passed outside the Cheng Mansion and saw the third master overturned the wall and entered the Cheng Mansion. Because they were afraid that he would be involved in the master, they deliberately followed him. The third master killed Huang and a woman, scared and fainted all over the floor. In the pool of blood, they carried it back. The scene was also cleaned up again, and no one would find the third master."
Ten words explain the matter clearly.
He knew that his master loved the girl in Baoyi.
If the master marries Baoyi girl in the future, then the third master will be his father-in-law.
Lao Zhangren had something to do, so how could he help.
What he did was obviously satisfactory to Xiao Yi.
He said lightly: "Go to the counter to receive a reward."
The ten words answered "Eh", and Le Dian'er received the reward.
Xiao Yi closed the volume.
He looked towards the west window, the girl's back was slim and delicate, and it looked very attractive in the rainy night.
He leaned back in the chair lazily, and said warmly, "Nan Jiaojiao, come here to my brother."