PFC Chapter 165 Lin Zhaoyue died, smashed into a pile of flesh
Chapter 165 Lin Zhaoyue died, smashed into a pile of flesh
The raging fire almost lit up the entire sky, engulfing everything around it, and thick smoke billowed, blocking all vision.
The scorching air rushed towards you, and the hot air went through the trachea into the lungs, burning the fragile lung lobes, drying up all the air and making it impossible to breathe.
The roar of flames echoed in her ears. Lin Zhaoyue was trapped in a huge fire cage. Everywhere she looked, there was only flames and ashes.
The pillars that had been burned into charcoal could not support the weight of the roof and were shaky and could collapse at any time.
The fire was approaching, and the scorching flames brushed against her black hair. Lin Zhaoyue could smell the scent of her hair being burnt.
Her face was pale, and her forehead and neck were covered with fine beads of sweat. Her fair skin was abnormally red because the air was too hot.
She lay on the ground, moving with difficulty.
No one came to save her, and she would die if this continued.
She could die, but not this way.
Lin Zhaoyue covered her abdomen and used all her strength to stagger to her feet. As she moved, blood oozed out from between her slender white fingers, staining her clothes red.
She took up the chain on her feet, looked at the pillar the chain was connected to, and the pillar was half burned.
However, the huge iron nail connected to the chain was still firmly nailed to the pillar. She pulled it hard, but the nail did not move at all.
She released her hands that were covering the wound and wrapped her hands around the chain. Every time she exerted force, the wound continued to bleed. Her body seemed to be drained of energy and she was so weak that she could not even stand.
As the fire grew bigger, veins popped out on Lin Zhaoyue's fair skin. She used all her strength, and the nail finally loosened a little.
She was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard a creaking sound, which was the sound of dead wood being burned through by fire. She looked up and saw that a huge pillar suddenly broke and smashed towards her.
Her pupils shrank sharply, she let go of the chain, her face turned pale, she covered the wound on her abdomen and started running.
Various pillars and wood were lying in disorder on the ground. While Lin Zhaoyue was running, the chain on her foot got caught on the wood, her ankle hurt, and she fell heavily on a burning pillar.
The flames instantly engulfed most of her clothes, burning her skin. Severe pain spread throughout her body. She screamed in despair and rolled to the side.
Her clothes were on fire, and she waved her hands to put it out, but the fire would not go out, and the flames tightly wrapped around her.
Her skin was burning with pain, her eyes were stinging from the smoke, and tears kept streaming down her face.
Despair surrounded her like a tide. Lin Zhaoyue clenched the chain in her hands, crying and laughing, with an extremely crazy look on her face, like a lunatic.
"Dad, Mom, Zhao Zhao is in so much pain!"
Her stomach hurt, her skin hurt, everything hurt, so much that she wanted to die.
Thick smoke filled her nasal cavity and she kept coughing, coughing up blood.
The blood in her body was almost drained out, and Lin Zhaoyue could clearly feel her life slipping away.
The pillar was still falling towards her, but Lin Zhaoyue didn't even have the strength to breathe. She closed her eyes and waited for death...
……
A loud bang echoed throughout the bamboo garden.
The people watching outside were startled by the loud noise.
"What happened? Did it explode?"
"I don't know. Could it be that the roof beams collapsed? I'm afraid Miss Lin is in great danger!"
"Should we save this person?"
"Why save him? Do you want to die? Didn't you hear the Third Prince's order? Whoever saves him will be sentenced to death. Besides, the fire is so big. If we go in now, I'm afraid there will only be a corpse..."
……
In the endless sea of fire, just as everyone was still watching, a figure rushed in.
"Lin Zhaoyue."
"Lin Zhaoyue."
"Lin Zhaoyue..."
Xiao Yan shouted Lin Zhaoyue's name loudly, his voice trembling. He was attacked by fear and panic. He was shaking all over and his legs were as soft as noodles.
He struggled hard, staggering in the sea of fire.
"Lin Zhaoyue, you are not allowed to scare me, come out..."
"Lin Zhaoyue, I've told you that if you make a mistake again, I'll make you pay double the price. If you don't come out, I'll catch you and burn you in the fire..."
He spoke threatening words, but he didn't have much confidence, and the uneasiness in his heart spread to the extreme.
The thick smoke penetrated my lungs, causing severe burning pain with every breath.
Suddenly, he thought of something, looked around, and staggered towards a pillar.
The pillar was still burning, and had already been reduced to a piece of charcoal, tottering.
The huge iron nail fell to the ground, and the golden chain was still connected to the other end of the nail.
Xiao Yan picked up the chain and realized something, his hands shaking violently.
No, a vicious person like her will definitely live a long, long time. She won't die so easily...
Xiao Yan walked along the chain and saw Lin Zhaoyue under a pile of pillars.
She was smashed into a pile of pulp by a huge pillar, her face unrecognizable.