V2.Chapter 290

When all the people can't respond, the stranger's eyes catch a glimpse of this scene, and then turn to take a look at the half open city gate behind him, and immediately give a big cry, "close the city gate, close the city gate quickly!"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a wine jar flying in front of his eyes, which were the ones taken out by those people just now.

It's too late to dodge. Seeing this, the flower on the street had to raise his sword and resist it.

The wine jar suddenly split in the air, and the broken porcelain pieces flew out, not falling on her face. However, the liquid gushing out of the wine jar suddenly drenched her thoroughly, and her hair in front of her forehead was wet and stuck on her cheek, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Just, on the street flower actually did not have the mood to care about these, at present, the nose end place spreads the flavor, directly lets her face color big change, the eye light hastily turns to the two coffins place.

Sure enough, the remaining wine jars had been smashed into the two coffins by those people. Then, they directly set fire to the two coffins. The two coffins were like extremely flammable cotton wadding, and were immediately swallowed by the fire tongue.

Looking at Mojiang, seeing that the two coffins were ignited, his face changed greatly in an instant, but he didn't give an order. Seeing this situation, the stranger suddenly understood it.

Sure enough, the two coffins were not corpses, but the looted property. The most valuable things should have been taken away by them, but the rest of them should not be cheap goods. After all, they robbed too many things that day, and what they could bring out must be valuable things. At present, they set fire to make it difficult for them to put out the fire or arrest people.

"General Mo, order people to close the gate first, quick!" Weighing for a long time, moshang flower bit his teeth, looked at the city gate which had not been closed behind him, and quickly called to Mojiang.

Mo Jiang heard the speech, but he didn't have time to think about it too much. He said in a hurry: "listen to the princess's arrangement and close the gate quickly. No one is allowed to let go!"

The flower on the street is only thinking about these things, but I don't know. At this time, someone has lit a fire, and the folded book is thrown at her back.

The fire clasp is a small object, extremely light. At this time, she was also concerned about other things. Naturally, she would not notice it. In a hundred years' time, the huohuohuo she had reached less than half a finger behind her, and even a tiny spark began to jump. At that time, she realized that there was something wrong behind her.

Subconscious just to turn around to check and avoid, the body just to move, then suddenly fell into a embrace.

Yanbeicheng's broad sleeve robe was thrown hard, and the fire fold fell directly on the ground, while the flowers on the street fell safely in his arms, without any injury.

On the ground, there were still some kerosene spilled from the wine jars just now, which ignited a few tiny flames in an instant, but because there was no burning matter, it went out in a flash.

Mo Shang Hua Mou Guang swept a glance at the place where the fire fold was falling. He just lifted his eyes and took a glance at Yanbei city.

Yan Beicheng was still worried. She had just looked at it, and he sniffed at the wet forehead of the flower on the street, and immediately looked disgusted. "It's really smelly."

"You The special feeling that the Chinese side had just poured into the stranger's heart vanished. Before he could get angry, Yan Beicheng suddenly looked back, as if he couldn't hold her any more, and fell to the ground in confusion.