Chapter 572 (1/2)

When Nangong Yan and MuQing came back with medicine, many spectators crowded in front of the inn.

I don't know why, nangongyan's forehead suddenly jumped, and he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Nangong Yan walked in, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

And that scene became nangongyan's nightmare for many years.

The good inn has been half burned by the fire. Although the fire has been controlled, the people here are afraid of more or less bad luck.

Rongsheng and yun'er were lying on the ground. Nangong Yan hurriedly went up to explore his nose, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just fainted.

Nangong Yan ordered his acupoints, and Rongsheng immediately woke up. Nangong Yan grabbed his shoulder: ”ah Xue, where is ah Xue?”

The first sentence of the sober Rong voice was ”save her”, and then he fainted again.

The bad feeling in Nangong Yan's heart became stronger and stronger. He threw the medicine in his hand and rushed in. At the moment, he only thought, ah Xue, ah Xue must still be inside.

But MuQing hugged him: ”master, you can't go in! You can't go in!”

Isn't it death to go in at this time? Mu Qing is also very sad, but he knows that the more this time, the more he can't mess with himself: ”the mistress is fine, she will be fine.”

Nangong Yan obviously lost his mind. His eyes were about to crack and he shouted in a low voice: ”let go of me! Ah Xue, ah Xue is still inside!”

They are husband and wife. Even if they want to die, they will die in one place!

Nangong Yan's violent action affected the wound behind him again, but he didn't care. Now he just wanted to go in and save Ji Qingxue.

Mu Qing hugged him and refused to give up. She just kept saying, ”master mother, she will be fine. Master, you need it now...”

Nangong Yan clenched her teeth and forcibly broke away from MuQing. MuQing was about to take a step forward, but she saw that Nangong Yan's eyes had turned red, like a desperate beast.

”Get out of here!”

Nangong Yan spit out such a sentence coldly. He rushed in without hesitation. At the door, he ran into the person who went to rescue the fire.

”Are you a fool? The danger has not been controlled. Why don't you stay outside and run inside?”

At the moment, they were carrying a charred body in their hands. Nangong Yan saw the trace of a ring on the left ring finger of the body. His heart kept calm and retreated back. It was impossible, impossible.

Those people were cleaning up the scene of the fire, the bodies were moved out one after another, and the people who escaped by chance were also seriously injured.

Nangong Yan followed, and the body was covered with a layer of white cloth, leaving only one hand exposed to the air.

The ring on that hand is clearly defined.

”No, it won't be ah Xue's.” Nangong Yan seems to have lost his soul, but blindly repeats this sentence.

His ah Xue is so noisy. How can he sleep quietly in such a place? Someone must have just brought the same ring with him. Ah Xue must be waiting for herself to save her.

But he chose the ring himself when the Wuling family married Ji Qingxue. Wouldn't he recognize it?

The world is probably best at deceiving itself and others.

Nangong Yan knelt down next to the corpse. His face had a panic expression. He carefully wiped the place where she wore the ring on her hand, and his action was soft, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

Not long after, the ring, which was blackened by smoke, showed the true face of Lushan. Nangong Yan's pupils tightened in an instant. He bent over and covered his chest, and his expression became very painful.