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They ran down the stairs in a hurry. The manager rushed over and pointed the list to the people. At last, he yelled to the chaotic crowd with a trumpet: "Lin Xiahua! If Lin Xiahua is here, come out! "

More than a dozen survivors looked at each other, but they were silent.

You Leng sharp line of sight swept, Xu Yimo's cold face suddenly sank down, here there is no woman's appearance.

She didn't come out!

The manager yelled twice in a row, but he didn't see anyone answer. He was in a hurry. When he turned around, he saw Xu Yimo rushing into the hotel like a black horse. Lin Doukou was in a panic and went to hold Xu Yimo's arm: "Yimo! The fire above is already very big. You will die if you go up. Lin Xiahua may just slow down. It's absolutely OK. "

The manager here also quickly came forward, reached for Xu Yimo, looked at him flatteringly, and said with a smile, "yes, Mr. Xu, the firefighters will come soon, you see the fire above is so big."

At the moment, the window on the top floor was burned and cracked, and the smoke was already rolling. From time to time, there was a flash of fire. At this time, you must die.

The person in front of them is the president of Xu's group. If something goes wrong in their hotel, how can they afford the responsibility?

Xu Yimo glanced at Lin Doukou, holding her hand and pushing her hand away. He glanced at the manager standing on one side: "take care of her."

A cold word is an irresistible command.

The manager has no choice but to pull Lin Doukou here.

Lin Doukou's eyes trembled violently. She rushed forward, stretched out her hand and pulled Xu Yimo's corner tightly. She knelt down in front of him and looked at him with red eyes and shook her head: "can you stop going? You will die in such a big fire. What should I do if you have something to do?"

Xu Yimo's steps were slightly stagnant, and his dark eyes gave her a deep look: "don't make trouble."

Low dark voice sounded, although it is a comfort, but also a determination.

With that, he grabbed her by the wrist and pushed her to the manager here. With cold eyes and warning, he turned around and rushed into the hotel.

"No!" Lin Doukou screams and wants to rush in, but she is stopped by the manager and three or four security guards here. She doesn't dare to let go.

Lin Doukou's eyes were red and he looked at the black figure, which gradually disappeared in his sight, and there was no left at last.

And the top floor of the fire, let her heart like was burned by fire in general uncomfortable.

I really hope that Lin Xiahua will die in this fire, disappear forever, don't appear in front of their eyes, and don't split Xu Yimo's heart.

The top floor.

Lin Xiahua was awakened by a crackling sound.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a bright fire around her, accompanied by the hot temperature and the dense dispersion of disgust. She suddenly woke up from the chaos.

I'm on fire here!

She wanted to get out of bed, but the fire was so fierce that it was only a few steps away from her bedside. If she couldn't get out of bed, she would be burned by the fire.

Tightly grasping the quilt, she looked at all this with trembling eyes, trembling with fear, but at a loss.

"Xu Yimo! Xu Yimo

I don't know where Xu Yimo is now, whether he is besieged here or not, but her only hope now is him.

Xu Yimo found the suite, but now it has been burned beyond recognition. He doesn't know where Lin Xiahua is. Suddenly he heard the cry, and he quickly found the location of Lin Xiahua.

Standing at the door, he saw Lin Xiahua shrinking on the bed, with dim tears, scared and desperate, like a wounded cat.

The dark eyes of the fierce pumping for a while, he stepped on the spread of the fire under the sole of his feet, rushed to her in front of the body wet suit draped in her body, waist, hold her up, toward the outside.

When he just came in, he asked the fire-fighting staff for water and got his clothes wet. Now it's just in use.

Lin Xiahua looked at himself wrapped up in a ball, and then looked at Xu Yimo, who was only wearing a shirt. Her eyes trembled and her voice was hoarse. "I don't care. I can go by myself."

"Can you go?" Xu Yimo's cold eyes passed her deeply, and her voice was a little oppressive and hoarse.

Lin Xiahua noticed that his legs had been burned by fire. As a luxury presidential suite, a large area of the floor was covered with carpet, and her bedroom could not be excluded.

At the moment, Xu Yimo is walking on the fire with her in his arms. The burned pants on his legs have been glued to the burned skin and flesh, which looks shocking.

The vision trembled, Lin Xiahua's heart bottom of some place suddenly of ruthless draw pain for a while, the tears flow of more fierce, tightly grasp his cape; "you put me down well, I also all right."