The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

After Zheng Lusheng was able to move, he immediately ran towards the wax shop, and many neighbors followed.

But on the wax shop side, the fire was fierce.

There are many people fighting the fire, but they are slow, after all, there is some wax here!

Even in the large yard of the wax workshop, there are a lot of wicks and waxes, and there is a giant candle about seven or eight feet high, close to the inside of the wax workshop, now surrounded by flames, it is slowly melting.

"What are you doing standing still!? Bring that blessing wax here!!" Zheng Lusheng ran over in embarrassment, and then shouted at the workers in the wax workshop.

The blessing wax is beautifully made, with a fiery red color and exquisite patterns carved on the outside.

It's just that now it's melted by the flames near the flame, and it can't be seen clearly.

As soon as his words came out, those embarrassed long-term workers hurried forward to prepare to move the big candle.

The fire in this yard is not big and has been extinguished in many places.

It's just that Fuwax is near the fire point, so the big guys don't dare to get close.

At this moment, Zheng Lusheng kept insisting that they had to come forward in order to make a living.

However, the oncoming heat wave made them take a step back.

Immediately after.

Everyone's faces changed.

The candle melted little by little, and the falling wax oil flowed down, only to see a face emerge from the candle, which became clearer and clearer.

"..." Xie Qiao's eyelids jumped.

No wonder that evil spirit is so powerful!

Zheng Lusheng has done many evil things, so the retribution will be even greater!

Zheng Lusheng's expression changed and his whole body trembled. However, the weather near the wax shop seemed to be gloomy. When everyone looked up, they could see the layers of dark clouds.

The black smoke was dense, the red fire was burning, but I felt that the air was still lingering all over my body, and every pore shuddered subconsciously, always feeling that something was wrong.

Xie Qiao's eyelids jumped.

Really... hit the evil!

When she went out today, she didn't count Huang Li, and she didn't bring Nobita!

"Something's wrong... What's the matter? Why can't this fire be extinguished, and it's getting bigger and bigger?" The patrolman who extinguished the fire suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot.

The flames blushed and sweated.

But always want to shake twice.

"The resentful soul has come out." Xie Qiao's voice was faint, and his eyes looked towards the sky above the blessing wax.

It has been sealed all the time, and the strength is not enough. Now that the corpse is seen again, the resentment is soaring, this soul... I am afraid it is going to be artificial.

Beads of sweat fell on Xie Qiao's face, and he felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

The fire stole her air.

"Resentful soul?!" Wei's father and Wei's mother's face changed greatly, and those who were close also heard this, and they all swallowed their saliva subconsciously.

The atmosphere was so weird.

Someone wants to run.

But the strange thing is that the surroundings are suddenly surrounded by black smoke, and there is no way out at all!

Xie Qiao immediately took out the talisman from his pocket.

There are not many net talismans. There are only three or five, and each of the Wei family has one. The rest are hers. The couple are her employers and cannot die, and the others can't care now.

After all, if she was killed by black smoke, everyone else would also die.

In the current situation, there should be thick black smoke, and there is no way to get in from the outside, and can't get out from the inside.

Not sure, this tomorrow's headline is: A wax shop in the south alley of the capital caught fire, dozens of people were trapped, and no one survived!

unable.

As soon as the mouth-cleaning talisman was used, the black smoke was no longer uncomfortable for her, and Xie Qiao immediately took out the bell from the bag.

Shake it.

Jingle.

"Ah—" A strange cry rang out, and the next moment, a resentful soul like a candle man appeared in the thick fog. His eyes were fiery red, and other places reflected a bit of red oil, which was eerie and terrifying.