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His eyes caught a glimpse of a reddish-orange halo that startled him. The pain in his feet became even more intense. He couldn't care less and wanted to stand up – his back was burning!

What he was stepping on was indeed a pit of oil. He didn't know why, but the speed at which the fire spread was very slow. If the fire had reached his heels by now, it would not have been so easy anyway. As he thought about this, he folded his arms behind his back. The speed of the flames was still as quick as before. He gritted his teeth as he walked forward. His mind raced.

It was strange that although the fire followed him closely, it did not seem to want to keep up with him. It was as if it had a mind of its own. Although it followed behind him like a shadow, it did not cause any harm.

My dad burned the monkey's ass all the way until he finally saw the shore just before he felt like a roasted suckling pig. He twisted his body and his legs staggered. He was able to stabilize himself after all. A wave of heat hit him. My father's eyelids twitched — there were two more people behind him.

He no longer cared about the burning sensation on his back. He clenched his teeth and didn't dare to rush into the whistling wall of fire in front of him. However, he did not hear any cries for help from the fire pool. He called out the names of the two men loudly, but there was no response. All sounds except for the explosion of burning oxygen from the oil were concealed within the rising wall of fire.

"Hurry up!" Humanistic morality firmly grasped my father's feet, controlling his slightly shrinking heart. Finally, two shadows emerged from the sea of flames. The two black men went ashore.

My father used an extraordinary amount of arm strength to drag the two of them behind him, one in each hand. At this moment, they didn't have time to worry about traps anymore. Once the oxygen here was completely burned, they could only wait to finish playing.

The two of them were still alive, and they shuddered the moment he forcefully dragged them. It was a relief to my father. Burns weren't a small matter, but at least he was alive. The most surprising thing was a pool of water. It truly deserved to be called the ice and fire of the heavens. This area was extremely spacious, and had the area of two basketball courts combined. The air was strong enough to support breathing, and the fire could not burn here. When the flammable substance was burned out, the remaining flammable material would be left behind.

Who knew what would happen in the pond? My dad didn't dare to go over. He just sat on the side. All three of them seemed to have a chance at survival. The pain in his back began to wreak havoc while his attention was unable to shift away from it. My father calmly cut a hole in the side. Fortunately, there was a thick layer of rubber covering his back. Although it was still very painful, he touched it and found that it was only scalding wounds that were not burned.

Originally, according to their lineup of injuries, without a professional doctor or medical equipment, the best path was to return by the same route, leaving Qingshan unafraid. However, the sulfuric acid in front of them was strong enough to obstruct their path. Although there were still two metal plates, if he dragged two immobile medical patients with him, the chances of him propping up one board to protect the three of them were still zero.

My father thought for a while alone, and just as he was about to set up a shelter for the two wounded, the Song family on the ground moaned and moved their fingers.

He discovered that the fire had become fiercer quite a bit earlier than my father. My father was leading the charge too quickly, and the other two people could only bitterly support each other as they walked. However, the sea of fire didn't suddenly activate from behind, but instead fell down from the middle with a crackling sound. Suddenly, a wall of fire rose up in front of them, and just as they were about to swim back, the heat wave behind them also surged forth. He was suddenly attacked from all sides, how could his grievances be spoken lightly? The two of them estimated that with a glance, they could see the wall in front of them rumbling past. It was two times faster than the back, and it was getting faster and faster, and the speed was also gradually increasing. Under such circumstances, the people in front could no longer pose a threat, but the ones behind were still eyeing them covetously. They were worried that something bad might happen to my father, so they kept reminding him to be on guard, but every time the fire covered his voice, they just gave up. When I reached the shore and saw my father on the shore, ready to help them, my body loosened and I fainted from the heat of the fire.

Even so, the two of them didn't suffer that much damage. The three old youtiao immediately wrapped their bodies in rubber. Although the rubber clothes had a black charred outer shell, when the outer shell was peeled off, the person inside was still white and tender, still alive and well.

People exert great power when their lives are threatened. The wall of fire behind the Song family and Lin Yemao did not affect them at all. They only bit on each other when they passed by the front wall of fire. My father was roasted by the fire all the way, and it was a completely different story. In comparison, Pop was probably hurt a little more.

As a result, even though it was a bit embarrassing, there were still no major injuries. The three pieces of rubber clothes had been destroyed, but fortunately, everyone was still alive. My father had a lingering fear, and when he saw that two of them had woken up, the three of them were just about to leave the ominous place after a few minutes of rest.

My father was anxious and fearful before, but he didn't pay much attention to the pool of water in front of him. The scene in front of him had blocked his path of retreat, so he could only tread his way to the end of the fire.