Disfigurement

The fire seemed to never stop. The storage room was already starting to collapse from the fire. Du Jianing threw her head back and laughed, then left in satisfaction.

Cheng Zinuo was still carrying Xiaojun as she tried to find a way out. The surrounding temperature was getting hotter and hotter. The smoke continued to unrestrainedly sweep towards them. It was hot and suffocating, making it difficult for mother and son to breathe.

Caught off guard, a burning wooden stake with a flame coming out of it fell straight towards Xiaojun's head.

Cheng Zinuo instinctively retreated to protect Xiaojun, but the wooden stake smashed into her!

Cheng Zinuo fell to the ground after the world spun around her.

A burning smell began to spread from her nose. She felt her skin and flesh slowly splitting apart as it burned. It hurt so much that she lost all her strength, and her consciousness gradually dissipated …