Chapter 1188


    Sherman did not dare to struggle. If she struggled a bit, the tip of the knife would go deeper an inch.


    She gritted her teeth and held on.


    The mes lightened up Sherman''s cheeks. She felt her face burning.


    No, she couldn''t stay still like this, waiting for the mes to consume her...


    She bit her lip hard and took a deep breath, she seized an opportunity, and all of a sudden, she


    lifted her knee and threw it upward with a heavy thrust!


    Right on the spot, she hit the spot between Luke''s thighs. A severe pain hit Luke, and his face


    became contorted, his tall body fell


    to the ground and curled into a ball, and his hands covered his manhood.


    She used all her strength in that blow!


    Sherman gulped for air. She stood up with her hands braced on the ground with difficulty. The


    searing heat from the mes zed over. The smoke filled the cottage. She covered her mouth and


    nose with one hand and quickly ran for the door.


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    Just as her left foot reached out of the door and her right foot was about to step out, she heard a


    low growl from pain, "Ah!"


    Subconsciously, Sherman looked back. She saw a thick column of wood fall down andnd right on


    Luke''s legs. It weighed firmly on his legs.


    Luke was stuck between the wood and the stone. He could not move.


    Behind him, it was the wild mes. Some mes had already jumped out of the window and were


    burning beside Luke.


    It was only at this moment that Luke noticed the mes. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to get


    out, but he couldn''t move his body. The mes were closing in. The only person in the cottage who


    could help him was Sherman, whom he tried to kill. Perhaps he would die in the fire and be buried


    into ashes!


    If he couldn''t get out and die here, it was alright that his guilt for Zora would dissipate, Luke thought.


    He didn''t have to live such a miserable life and suffer in the world anymore.


    If Sherman didn''t care about him, she could run out of the cottage, while Luke would inevitably...


    She struggled with whether to help Luke. Her mind was fighting herself. She was in a dilemma.


    Standing at the door hovering, she hesitated. It was a difficult decision.


    After a few moments, she took a deep breath and rushed into the cottage. She took Luke''s arms


    and dragged him hard. "If you don''t want to die here, stomp the rock under your feet."


    The scarlet in Luke''s eyes dissipated. He stared at Sherman, whose face was red from the fire. He


    was stunned and amazed. He had mixed feelings. He was dumbfounded like a statue.


    Why had Sherman risked her life toe back to save him?


    The pain between his thighs made it difficult for him to stomp backward The pain was unbearable.


    Sherman used all her strength and pulled hard on his arm. She shouted, "One, two, one, two,


    stomp!"


    Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Gradually, her breathing became heavy and difficult. The


    unbridled mes were like a monster with a gaping mouth, trying t o devour everything.


    The cottage was burning. If they didn''t get out in time,...


    "One, two, three, stomp!" Sherman yelled again. Finally, Luke moved out of the narrow gap.


    Both of them were panting. After using up all their strength, they were both weak and limp.


    The fire was closing in. Sherman looked at Luke on the ground and yelled fiercely, "If you don''t want


    to die, get up and move! We have to get out of here as soon as possible!"