Jiang Yan had a dream.
In his dream, he found himself in a strange world.
The upper half was fire, the lower half sea.
He floated in this world, screaming until his voice was hoarse, but no help came.
At last, a Phoenix flew by, but it didn't even glance at him and just flew off.
Jiang Yan woke up in frustration.
Only then did he realize that he wasn't dreaming.
Seeing the sea of fire about to engulf him, Jiang Yan was completely dumbfounded.
"What the hell is going on?"
How could it possibly catch fire so suddenly?
Fortunately, he was lying in a large water tank, which was filled with water just today, saving his life and preventing his body from being burned at all.
But staying here was not a long-term solution, as the thick smoke would block his respiratory system within minutes, and the thatch house seemed ready to collapse at any second.
At this critical moment, Jiang Yan's heart suddenly tightened.
"Damn it, Jiang Li!"
