At this moment, who would have thought that Feng Luan would catch fire and burn so fast.
The onlookers were already exclaiming, and the female relatives who were close to them retreated hurriedly, and some fell down. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Sima Ying, who had already mounted her horse to clear the way, heard something wrong from behind and immediately turned her horse's head to look back. This time she was also shocked.
Yang Xuanzhi moved very quickly, taking off his official robe and directly slapping the flames with his robe.
The two brothers from the Yang family also reacted at this time. They immediately took off their coats and hurriedly went to help their father. The servants of the Yang family also rushed over to put out the fire.
But the fire was strange and raging, and the wind helped the fire, which became stronger and stronger as it beat.
"Rong'er!"
"My son!"
"Third sister!"
"Girl!"
Suddenly, shouts and shouts broke out, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.
The Fengluan sedan door was locked with a golden lock. Yang Xianrong, who was sitting inside, had noticed that he could not get up after trying to get up twice. In the midst of his wonder, he heard something strange again and couldn't help but panic.
Amidst the chaos, she felt the heat pouring in, and some black smoke gradually rising and flowing inside the sedan.
However, the sedan door was locked, and it was impossible for her to kick it open with her own strength.
Turning around, I found an open flame crackling outside the car window, which was very scary.
Covering his mouth and nose with the long sleeves of his phoenix robe, he could only try to remain calm.
If you shout for help at this time, you will inhale a large amount of black smoke and cause a suffocation hazard.
There is only one Jade Ruyi in my hand, but it seems to have no effect.
The big golden phoenix hairpin on the head should have a pointed end. Maybe it can be used to poke a gap in the phoenix hairpin? But it got tangled up with the hair and couldn't be pulled out for a while.
She was very nervous and thought of countermeasures hurriedly.
The fire was so dangerous that the spectators stood back dozens of feet for fear that the swirling whirlwind would bring the fire to them.
The women and children screamed and hid under the eaves of the farther corner.
Sima Ying, who rushed back, couldn't help but become anxious when she saw this situation. She stood dozens of meters away in front of Feng Luan, clenching her fists.
More and more people took off their coats and slapped the phoenix flames, but it didn't work at all. Some people were set on fire by the swirling wind, and everyone rushed to save them.
"Look for water!" Sima Ying shouted, "Water me thoroughly first, then I'll go over and unlock the door!"
Sima Ying's guards followed. They were well-trained soldiers and moved quickly. They immediately brought water from the surrounding shops and the large water tank in front of the Yangfu Gate and poured it on Sima Ying.
But the winter uniforms were thick, so pouring two buckets on them didn't work at all, and someone had to fetch water.
At this moment, everyone heard the whistling sound of an arrowhead piercing the top of the phoenix, and it turned out to be where the long arrow had been before.
However, this long arrow was extremely powerful, and anyone at a close distance could hear the sound of the arrow penetrating the wood at the top of the sedan chair.
A black shadow jumped down from the second floor on the side, and at the same time, another long arrow shot out, stabbing into the same position.
In an instant, the man was already standing on top of the burning phoenix, inserted the black long bow in his hand into the crack where the arrow cluster had penetrated, and shouted: "Open!"
Feng Luan was forcefully pried in half from the top of the sedan, and fell down on both sides.
Just as the flames and ashes were flying around, he leaned over and picked up the petite Yang Xianrong in Fengluan, jumped out of it with the help of his feet, and stood firmly in the safe area in front of the Yangfu gate.
"Third sister!"
"Rong'er!"
The Yang family father and son were the first to rush over and surrounded them.
Yang Xianrong only felt waves of dizziness, and the Feng Chai and Zhu Cui on his head were too heavy, and his body could not maintain balance at all, so he had to hold on to the man in front of him tightly, not daring to let go.
"It's safe." The man's voice was very calm and his chest was very strong. "Don't be afraid. It's okay."
"Cough cough cough..." She couldn't help but cough lightly. The phoenix hairpin was already tilted and was about to fall down.
Yang Xianrong's center of gravity tilted with Feng Chai, and the man had to free his hands to "rescue" her Feng Chai.
The scene was very embarrassing. He held Yang Xianrong's entire body in his arms to ensure that she would not really fall down.
The golden tassels in front of her eyes were already messy, revealing a pretty and frightened face.
When the man lowered his head and saw her, his eyes were a little dazed, and then he awkwardly defended their posture.
Fortunately, Yang Xianrong's father and brother had already ran over and stretched out their hands to support the two of them.
An even more embarrassing thing happened again. It must have been that the two of them were too close just now, and Feng Chai actually caught the man's hair... There was no way to forcefully pull it, so the two people could only lean against each other, head to head.
"Rong'er!" Yang Xianrong's mother Sun Shi, Sun E holding the sheep Xian Lian, and the maids Cuixi and Lanxiang also ran over.
"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Xianrong couldn't turn his head, so he could only shout, "My hair is tangled, come and untie it."
Sun E handed the sheep Xianlian to the maid Cui Xi. Seeing this situation, she and Mrs. Sun didn't know how to proceed.
The father and son of the Yang family helped the man hug Yang Xianrong, who had fallen over. This scene was a bit funny.
"Hey, hey, be gentle, this big gold is too heavy, you can't lose your hair..." Yang Xianrong was pulled so hard that he grinned a little.
"You can just cut off my hair from my side." This man is really very proud.
"No, no, no, don't move, let Sister E and mother come..." The little daughter's sweet voice came out, "Hey, hey, mother, please be gentle..."
"The hair and skin of the body are received by the parents and do not dare to be damaged. This is the beginning of filial piety." At this time, Yang Xuanzhi was still talking seriously, "May I ask the name of this hero? Thank you for saving my little girl."
"Liu Yao." He tilted his head, his face almost touching Yang Xianrong's face, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "It doesn't matter. I don't have a father or a mother, so I don't have the luxury of it."
As he spoke, he actually took out a short knife from his sleeve, cut off his hair directly, then put the knife back into his sleeve, and gently handed Yang Xianrong into Yang Xuanzhi's hand.
This set of movements was so smooth that if you didn't watch it up close, you wouldn't be able to see clearly how he did it.
"This hero..." Sima Ying also rushed over wetly. When he saw that Yang Xianrong was out of trouble, he asked his guards to put out the fire and maintain order. He wiped the water stains on his face before leaving. come over.
"I'm Liu Yao, I'm just a passerby." Liu Yao casually scratched his broken hair and cupped his hand at Sima Ying.
"Heroes don't have to be humble. The one you saved was the queen of Jin Dynasty. You should be rewarded!" Sima Ying looked serious and bowed her hand to Liu Yao to express her gratitude.
"Brother." Liu Yao's two brothers also followed. They were the three people who were eating at the wonton shop just now. If the youngest boy hadn't wanted to watch the fun, Liu Yao and the others wouldn't have gone up to the second floor to watch the ceremony.
Seeing the fire in Fengluan and thinking that there was a little girl in gorgeous clothes, Liu Yao rushed to save people without even thinking about it.
Yang Xianrong, who was still in his mother's arms at this time, quietly raised his eyes to look at Liu Yao, and found that this man was muscular, dressed in black and brocade robes, with an angular face as cold as a sculpture, and a pair of deep black eyes that were slightly cold. , Yingting has a low nose bridge, and he doesn’t look like an ordinary Han Chinese.
Although Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu, who was talking to him, was wet, he looked much more gentle and easy-going. Although he was slightly shorter than him, he had an extraordinary bearing and a fair face, which gave him a different style of his own.
