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The scorching heat, the burning smell, and the pungent smoke finally made ning Qing open her eyes.
She squinted her eyes with difficulty and looked at the blazing fire around her. She was in so much pain that she was almost disabled.
cough, cough, cough, cough, save me, Yingluo.
She let out a weak cry for help. Her ears were noisy and she couldn't hear anything outside.
"Nian lie, Qianqian, save me, Qianqian!"
She stretched out her weak hand and grabbed at a spot in the air. She rubbed her body against the ground, trying to get away from the fire source.
However, the fire surrounded her, and the wind from the open door fanned the fire.
She cried and shouted, but no sound came out of her mouth.
Until a flame reached the bottom of her pants.
Ning Qing was sad and desperate, her tears falling.
He couldn't escape.
She was really going to die Here.
She had already given up hope and stared at the door stubbornly.
