"Ye Fan took the blame for his mother!"

Ye Jincheng roared again: "Saint, why are you protecting him? Why are you favoring him?"

"You should be on my side. You should understand my emotions. How can you speak to him?"

"Do you like him? Do you like this bastard?"

"Otherwise, why would you turn your gun and scold me?"

"Otherwise, how could you take care of him without clothes?"

"Otherwise, why would you hold his hand tightly?"

"Tell me, do you like him?"

Ye Jincheng vented all his inner resentment, his eyes still fixed on the catkin holding Ye Fan tightly.

Ye Fan was startled.

Ye Feiyang was silent.

The master's concubine's expression did not change.

"Explain? Please explain to me."

Ye Jincheng rushed up and shouted to the concubine: "Explain whether you like Mark."

"Snapped--"

The concubine Shi Zi slapped Ye Jincheng away with her backhand and shouted:

"Why do I need to explain to you what this saint has done in her life?"

Ye Jincheng groaned and fell to the ground, looking at the master's concubine with sorrow and anger in his eyes.

No explanation is equal to explanation, equal to acquiescence.

A feeling of suffocation made Ye Forbidden City extremely uncomfortable.

He clenched his fist.

Ye Feiyang quickly held him down with quick eyes and hands: "Young Master Ye, Madam is still inside, it's important to save people first."

This sentence made Ye Jincheng's body tremble, the redness in his eyes receded like a tide, and the anger was suppressed back to the bottom of his heart again.

He struggled up and looked towards the yard and yelled: "Mom——"

Amidst the roar of Ye Forbidden City, there was a commotion in front of them. First, more than a dozen fire fighting guards retreated one after another.

Then a dozen nuns in black who rushed into the flames to save people also withdrew in disgrace.

"Holy Maiden, the fire is too strong, there are accelerants, and the smoke is thick. It's impossible to save anyone."

A nun in black ran back to the master's concubine, coughed and reported.

Seeing so many people rushing into the sea of ​​fire to save his mother, Ye Jingcheng's breathing stagnated slightly, feeling that he had wrongly blamed the saint.

Afterwards, dozens of people came back in distress:

"Master Ye, the fire is too big, there are too many debris, and the smoke is too choking. We can't save it. We can't save it."

"Yes, the yard is basically made of wood. Once the fire burns through, you can't see clearly inside."

These people are the die-hard loyalists of Ye Jin City.

All of them were panting and coughing, and several of them were dehydrated.

"Trash, trash!"

Ye Jincheng cursed angrily when he saw this, then took a few steps forward and shouted: "Mom, mom——"

"Boom boom boom——"

Just when Ye Forbidden City and the others showed despair, they heard a series of loud noises exploding in everyone's ears.

Then we saw where the fire was most intense, a thick wooden frame blocking the road passage, and more than a dozen people charging at it without fear of death.

Their bodies were on fire, their hair was on fire, but they were not afraid at all, they just hit them like machines.
Chapter completed!