Xie Jie indeed burned very seriously, all over the body rolling like a ball of fire, even exhaled breath is a million hot.

Ahya was nearly out of breath from his pressure, frowning tightly, barely supporting his body and cursing in her mind.

What exactly did this tyrant grow up on?

She really can not move Xie Jie, can only hold him with one hand, the other hand difficult to take off their outer garments, pad on the cold masonry floor of the hall, ...