Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

"My nephew is still in the ancestral hall. I hope you can go to the rescue as soon as possible. Please be sure to rescue him." Please say to the commander in chief.

Those eyes have long lost their former grace.

The flustered look on the face did not fade, the bottom of the eyes that wipe uneasy, pushing the passage of time in constantly enlarging.

Sheng xijue fell asleep in the ancestral hall and was awakened by the smell of smoke.

He opened his eyes and ran out of the ancestral hall to see that he did not know when it was on fire.

The fire tongue devoured the Shengjia building, filled with smoke.

The body subconsciously wants to run. However, looking at the ancestral hall behind him, he hesitates again and looks back without thinking.

In Shengjia ancestral hall, there are not only memorial tablets of ancestors, but also relics of ancestors for later generations to mourn.

He didn't care about the memorial tablet. He went straight to the relic.

In the dark drawer at the bottom corresponding to the memorial tablet, he pulled open the dark drawer one by one and took out the relics. Unconsciously, the ancestral hall was also affected.

The temperature rises gradually. Sheng xijue's forehead is covered with hot sweat, and his palm is really cool.

No, he has to speed up!

As soon as he opened a drawer, the dandruff at his feet caught fire, and his tongue burned him. He kicked the dandruff away immediately.

Unexpectedly, I burned my trouser legs upside down.

The cloth was inflammable. He dared not think about it. He fell to the ground and rolled on the spot.

The body bumped into the platform, clang, and the memorial tablets on the platform fell down like beans.

Sheng Xi decided to hold his head in his hands and endure the pain. When the fire on his pants legs was put out, he got up.

At this time, all the memorial tablets on the platform fell to the ground. He couldn't manage so much. He quickly opened the drawer and found out the relics of his ancestors.

When he touched a metal square box, Sheng Xi was stunned.

What is this?

It's like a mini safe that needs a password. It doesn't weigh much, but with the password set, he doesn't know what's in it.

In a hurry, I didn't think too much about it. I rushed out with my box and relic.

The great house has been devoured by fire, and there is no way to escape.

As soon as he turned, he ran in the garden and jumped into the artificial lake.

Because the mini square box is too heavy, he can't swim with one hand. Remembering the position, he released the box and let it fall into the lake freely.

After a long time, heard someone call him, Sheng xijue physical strength is almost overdrawn, tired of waving, "I am here!"

Fortunately, the voice was not drowned by the fire.

The fire fighter soon found him. Sheng xijue swam to the bank. The fire fighter pulled him up and put a fire suit on him.

Then he set fire and rushed out of Shengjia.

When Sheng xijue took off his fire suit and showed his face blackened by the smoke, Sheng's excited hand covered his lips and almost fell into tears.

"Xijue, are you ok?" Sheng xinruo and Sheng were surrounded in the late Qing Dynasty. Sheng xijue smiled and handed Sheng xinruo the ancestral relics he rescued carefully Auntie, I'm fine. "

As soon as the voice fell, the tall body fell to the ground.

"Xijue!"

"Come here, doctor!"

Sheng xinruo looks at the relics of his ancestors. Everything is intact.

It can be seen how carefully he protected it.

The ambulance whistled and roared all the way back to the hospital.

In the evening, the hospital.

Sheng xijue wakes up. There is no one in the ward. There is a voice vaguely speaking from the balcony.

"You didn't destroy such an important thing?!"