The President's Strong Wife

Chapter 59
In the light of the fire, Ji Wenling jumped towards the door based on her vague memory. She tried her best to break open the wooden door.

But obviously, the man just now didn't give himself a chance to escape, not only the door was locked, but all the windows were also tightly closed.

This was the only way out of the desperate situation, Ji Wenling didn't want to give up easily, she almost used all her strength to hit the door.

Slowly, as the thick smoke in the room was getting bigger and bigger, and she was restrained again, and the tape on her mouth was not torn off, Ji Wenling was already having difficulty breathing, and she didn't know how long she could hold on.

Maybe death is really simple, just like the helplessness at this moment.

No, I can't die, I absolutely can't die, Ji Wenling told himself in a flash, striving for the last chance to survive.

Finally, the already mottled wooden door, under the powerful force of the fire and the constant impact, has been tilted to one side at this moment.

Weeping with joy, Ji Wenling escaped from the raging fire.

Finding a large and sharp stone, Ji Wenling leaned against it and broke the rope in his hand.

Because of the vigorous friction between her hands and the stone, her hands were bleeding profusely.

Not caring about this much, Ji Wenling tore off the tape on her mouth suddenly, and she let out a "hiss" in pain for a while.

Then he quickly untied the binding on his feet.

Ji Wenling, who was free, staggered a little, turned around and looked at the wooden house behind him, with a smile on his face, which belonged to the splendor of the rest of his life.

Along the way, Ji Wenling walked forward only by her intuition, she didn't even know where the front was.

Under such circumstances, she can only take one step at a time.

Because he was not familiar with the road in the mountains and it was too dark, Ji Wenling walked very carefully.

Suddenly, his foot slipped, and before Ji Wenling had time to react, he fell and fell into a deep ditch along the thorny hillside.

After hitting his head against a big rock, Ji Wenling seemed to feel a gurgle of liquid flowing behind his head, and then passed out heavily.

"Xu Shao, we found Miss Ji's wooden house." A person who was searching ahead came to report to Xu Yize.

Xu Yize's originally anxious mood became agitated, he waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

When they arrived at the wooden house, Ji Wenling was nowhere to be seen, only the flames filled the sky, almost reddening the entire sky, and the surrounding heat waves soared into the sky.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Yize was desperate for a moment.

In the next second, he was already running straight towards the sea of ​​flames.

"Yize, don't be like this, calm down." Han Yi who arrived first grabbed Xu Yize.

Knowing that he wanted to rush into the fire and rescue Ji Wenling, but the fire in front of him, let alone a human being, could not be saved even by an immortal.

Xu Yize's almost crazy behavior deeply shocked Han Yi.

"Are you sure the person is inside?" Xu Yize used his last strength to reconfirm to Han Yi.

Han Yi nodded heavily, looking at Xu Yize with pain and sadness in his eyes.

"I've already sent people to put out the fire. If that's the case, we will find... the remains." Han Yi had already told Xu Yize the worst outcome through his words.

Silence, long silence, Xu Yize stood there without saying a word, motionless.

Pain, almost piercing to the bone, Xu Yize felt the sadness and heartache he had never felt before.

Looking at the sea of ​​flames, no matter whether it was impulse, intuition or induction, Xu Yize was unwilling to believe that Ji Wenling was there until he died.

(End of this chapter)