Wen Jin's heart was in his throat.
Nervous and anxious beyond measure!
Success or failure depends on this!
"Stab-" a sound.
Wen Jin's heart was tightly pulled together!
Was the Taoist talisman torn?
She opened her eyelids sharply.
"Boom--" A blaze of flames suddenly shot up from her body.
Que Ling was startled.
An expression of surprise and horror finally appeared on that dull face.
Tariq, who still didn't know what happened, muttered, "It actually tore apart! Is it because the clothes are too small, or have I gained weight?"
He turned around.
"Ahhhh——"
The flames that filled the living room scared him so much that he screamed.
"It's on fire! Fight the fire! Fight the fire!"
He picked up the water from the basin on the ground and poured it towards Wen Jin.
Huh? That seems to be her foot-washing water?
Wen Jin: "..."
She immediately ducked away.
There was a splash, and the water in the basin splashed onto the bed.
But the flames jumped higher!
"Put out the fire! Someone come! Put out the fire!" Tarik shouted and rushed out of the house.
Wen Jin only felt that she was extremely hot, as if she were sitting next to a stove. But she looked down at herself. Although she was surrounded by flames, she was not burning.
Just like the last attempt in the palace, although Yue'er was blackened, she was unscathed.
"Que Ling! Let's go quickly! If the fire starts, the ship is likely to explode! Run!" Wen Jin reached out to hold Que Ling.
"Ahhh..." Que Ling didn't know whether she was burned or frightened.
Unable to react, she finally screamed.
But many people have already rushed over to the door, carrying buckets and holding basins...
"Go through the window!" Wen Jin covered Que Ling's mouth, not caring whether it would "burn" her.
Half holding Que Ling in her arms, she jumped out of the broken window.
"Where is Han Xian? We have to find Han Xian! Take him off the boat together! Otherwise there will be an explosion and he will die here!" Wen Jin pulled Que Ling and said as he ran.
Suddenly, Wen Jin heard strange chanting and chanting sounds again.
"He's here again?!"
In the lower cabin, it was this voice that controlled them!
Que Ling's frightened eyes suddenly straightened.
She stopped screaming and hugged Wen Jin's waist.
"It's really here again!"
Wen Jin cursed and made a decisive decision, "Bang——"
She slashed with the knife and knocked Que Ling unconscious.
She is now in the "flame" state, and the chanting and chanting sounds seem to have no effect on her, or have minimal impact.
Although she felt slightly sore and numb, it did not affect her movements.
Her divine power seemed to be gradually returning to her body as her body heat increased.
Wen Jin bent down and picked up the feather. It was quite easy for her to carry Que Ling, who weighed more than one hundred kilograms and was covered in muscles!
"Han Xian! Senior brother!" Wen Jin shouted, "Where are you?"
Hearing Wen Jin's shouts, Tariq led people to block Wen Jin from the front, rear and upper decks.
But Wen Jin was on fire at the moment.
Apart from splashing Wen Jin with water, they did not dare to take action directly.
"Look! She was carrying the man and was not burned to death! Don't be frightened by the fire on her body!"
"Get her! Get her! She is a gift from the gods! Get her quickly!"
Where is Tarik shouting.
Wen Jin looked at Master Que on his shoulder. Well, luckily, Master Que was indeed not burned out by her.
"The fire on her body is just an illusion! It won't burn us!" Tarik had just finished shouting.
Another person said, "Then the fire in your house is also an illusion? Can we stop putting out the fire?"
Tariq choked and scolded the man angrily, "Idiot! Of course you have to put out the fire! It's a real fire! Didn't you see that my bed was burned down!?"
His inconsistent answers made those who were chasing and intercepting Wen Jin even more afraid to step forward.
"Tell me! Where is Han Xian?"
Wen Jin put down Master Que, took out a dagger from Master Que, grabbed a person, put the dagger across his neck, and asked.
"Ah ah ah... scald, scald, scald! Burn me to death!" The man howled like a ghost, his voice hoarse.
Wen Jin was shocked to find that this man was really ignited by the fire in his body.
Wen Jin let go of him and he rolled on the ground, trying to put out the fire on his body.
His companions also beat him with their clothes in an attempt to put out the fire.
However, the fire in Wen Jin's body does not seem to be extraordinary...
It wasn't until the man lay on the ground, no longer moving, and his whole body was charred... completely turned into a charred corpse, that the fire went out on its own.
The people who were chasing and intercepting Wen Jin were all dumbfounded.
For a time, there was only the sound of the sea breeze blowing through everyone's ears.
Not only were they shocked, but Wen Jin himself was completely dumbfounded.
She raised her arms and looked at her hands... Not good!
Her arm seemed to be changing... as if something was about to grow out of her arm!
My Highness the Princess!
What kind of talisman did you draw for your mother? ! Your talisman is so evil!
Wen Jin was anxious and shocked.
"No, it seems that I can only understand what they say, but I can't speak what they say!"
"I have to ask where Han Xian is!"
Wen Jin looked back at Que Ling lying on the ground.
She summoned the space again, and there was her silver needle and the elixir in the space! It can save Que Ling.
But the space is still in a "disconnected" state.
That's too late!
The fire in the living cabin has not been put out, and it has even spread to other cabins!
If igniting the firearm powder in the cargo hold...
I'm afraid that with a bang, they will all be finished!
Wen Jin shook the dagger in his hand and said, "Queling, I've wronged you!"
She poked with her fingers and penetrated the acupuncture points with the tip of her dagger.
She worked with both hands at the same time. Originally, acupuncture needles had to penetrate the skin to stimulate people's blood vessels and meridians.
But now, there is no needle, not even a hairpin. You can only use your fingers to match the tip of the knife...the effect may be a little worse!
"hiss--"
Wen Jin hadn't finished using a set of acupuncture techniques when Que Ling suddenly opened her eyes and took a deep breath like a drowning person suffering from lack of oxygen.
"Huh? The effect seems to be better?" Wen Jin was stunned.
"Be careful behind you!" Que Ling exclaimed.
Wen Jin waved his hand suddenly, and a blaze of flames shot out!
The person who was attacking behind him immediately screamed and beat the flames on his body in panic.
Wen Jin used this method to buy Que Ling's acupuncture for himself!
"Ask them quickly, where is senior brother? It's about to explode! We have to leave quickly!" Wen Jin said to Que Ling.
Que Ling blinked, seemingly still confused, not knowing what happened.
"Hurry up! I'll explain it to you slowly later! Now you can do whatever I ask you to do!" Wen Jin urged.
"Okay!" Wen Jin handed the dagger to Que Ling.
"Ah!" Que Ling was so burned that she dropped her dagger, "It's so hot!"
"Don't even move!"
A loud roar!
The young officer who had stopped Tariq before was leading a group of people, all of whom held guns in their hands, pointing their guns directly at Wen Jin and Que Ling.
"I'll fucking fight with you..."
Que Ling was about to rush out when Wen Jin grabbed her.
"Don't move, don't move...you don't know the power of this weapon."
Tariq said excitedly, "Brother! You came at the right time! I will definitely commend you to Taylor! Pray for you to God!"
Wen Jin lowered his voice and said to Que Ling, "I'll count to three. You arrest someone and ask about Han Xian."
Que Ling hummed.
Wen Jin: "Three!"
