Chapter 1209 The fragmented wedding

Her hands were full of blood, and the man's side face was covered in blood when she patted it. Meng Yao reached out to Luo Xiao's heart and pressed it again and again, "Hall Master? Luo Xiao! Wake up!"

The man showed no reaction, his handsome face was as pale as paper. His body was already extremely weak from bleeding all night, and this stimulation made it even worse.

The explosion continued, and stones continued to hit the feet, which was as frightening as an earthquake. Meng Yao was covered in cold sweat, and she bit back her cry, "Luo Xiao!"

She tremblingly explored his nose.

No breathing.

"No, no!" Meng Yao's eyes widened suddenly. She grabbed his shoulder, raised her fist and hit his shoulder, "Luo Xiao, wake up, wake up!!"

The man's whole body was cold, and the dress on his body became the most ironic thing. Luo Xiao could not have imagined that the wedding he had been thinking about for so many years would be so shattered.

For a moment, he even felt that he had no hope of life.

He didn't understand why Tong Ran could be so cruel. How could he not feel pain when she beat him and scolded him? However, if he didn't say anything, she really thought he wouldn't feel pain.

What an irony.

The explosion paused for a moment, and the three characters "Flame Hall" were about to fall from the top. Meng Yao reached out and tore off a little of the hem of his shirt, crumpled it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it tightly.

This is a way to relieve pain. She has practiced it since childhood, and she can actually tell at a glance that Luo Xiao may not be able to beat her.

Meng Yao grabbed his arm and carried him on his back.

She ignored the pain in her lower abdomen, she had no father or mother, and she had to protect the man she fell in love with no matter what.

Meng Yao carried Luo Xiao and rushed outside. The tiles were still falling down, and there were choking smoke and people running around. At this time, no one could care about anyone else, everyone wanted to survive.

The Flame Hall is built right in front of a green tree, surrounded by many forests behind it, and at the bottom is a rushing river.

Just as she was about to leave this area, Meng Yao's eyes gleamed with hope. She just stepped out of the front door. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky!

boom--

A huge thunder resounded above the head, splitting open the towering tree next to it. The moment Meng Yao turned his head, half of the tree trunk fell straight down!

"don't want--"

Meng Yao shouted in despair.

She staggered and fell to the side.

The sharp branch scratched Luo Xiao's back, pulling out a long bloody mouth.

Meng Yao carried him and fell to the ground. Bullet-sized raindrops followed one after another, hitting his face one after another. Meng Yao reached out to grab his arm, but found that the place where his hand touched was covered with blood.

"Luo Xiao..."

The man didn't even move.

There was a lump in her throat. When she raised her head, another bolt of lightning struck her. Meng Yao raised his head and roared towards the sky, "Don't come again. Let him go. I beg you to let him go!!"

The lightning did not stop, and there were explosions one after another. Meng Yao felt severe pain in her ankle, and it was difficult to lift it up. She clasped Luo Xiao's wrist and climbed to his side, "You..."

"Ouch——"

Several sharp screams sounded behind him.

Meng Yao was so shocked that she turned around.

One glance scared her for half her life.

Several ferocious tigers were surrounding them in formations not far from them, with their mouths wide open and their sharp white teeth shining with bloodthirsty light.
Chapter completed!