Chapter 57

In a panic, Zixiu had no idea whether it was because of that masked man’s missing the target or Xingyi’s help that he had narrowly escaped death. Gasping, he couldn’t help but secretly felicitate that he was still alive! When he raised his head again, he saw the red silk in Xingyi’s hand had been replaced by a sword with a narrow blade. As the two swords collided, the unusually harsh sound could be heard, as if sparks were going to fly out at any moment. Now the situation had changed dramatically—the masked man was clearly at an advantage, and on the contrary, Xingyi seemed to be exhausted with her speed slowing down and unsteady steps.

When he looked carefully, Zixiu was surprised to find that Xingyi’s sword arm was injured!

She had a terrible wound under her torn sleeve from which blood was oozing out. The blood had soaked through her sleeve and run down to the blade. “Why is her blood so dark? Did that masked man daub his blade with poison?”

“Clang!” Xingyi’s sword slipped to the floor. Before Zixiu could react, his waist had been wrapped with the snake-like red silk and he was levitated. When he landed on the ground again, he was surprised to find that he was already outside the house!

“Go!” Xingyi’s voice came from the room, sounding very tired.

Without any hesitation, Zixiu rushed out desperately. However, before he could get out of the yard, he found the masked man standing in his way! “Seems I can’t get away from this assassinator! But why would he want to kill me?”

Before Zixiu could ask any questions, the masked man widened his eyes and thrust his sword at him.

Feeling someone grab his waist again, Zixiu found himself in mid-air with the wind whistling in his ear. When he turned his head, he met Lingxiao’s eyes.

Holding Zixiu with one hand and the fan with the other, Lingxiao expressionlessly stared at the masked man who was leaping up as well.

The three of them came to the rooftop in an instant.

As Zixiu couldn’t keep his balance on the sloping roof at all, he clung to Lingxiao tight. However, at the thought that he might be a burden for Lingxiao when the latter was in a fight with the assassinator later, Zixiu grew tense in an instant.

“No worries!” Lingxiao said in a soft voice. He then suddenly looked down with a gentle smile, and the way he was looking at Zixiu was so…

With his heart pounding, Zixiu lowered his head, blushing slightly!

Never having seen Zixiu blush, Lingxiao stared at him with excitement, and he had totally forgotten that the assassinator was still around. Applying more strength to his grip on Zixiu’s waist, he leaned forward and kissed the latter on the forehead!

Zixiu froze on the spot. The soft-touch somehow reminded him of the moment when Nangong Du kissed him in the sedan the other day. “Heavens! What’s wrong with me?”

Though the masked man in black felt bad about being ignored, he held back his anger and stood still there, because he had sensed the strong killing intent and the robust internal force in the young man in white. His instinct told him that his opponent was a tough guy!

Lingxiao had never been easy to meddle with. Now that he had just stolen a kiss from Zixiu, he was in high spirits. “This guy is so blind that he even tries to assassinate Xiuxiu! He’s digging his own grave!” Lingxiao thought in rage.

He snapped open his fan and with a whoosh, and countless needles rushed out of it.

The masked man was very experienced. He immediately leaped up while waving his sword against the needles.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

When the needles fell to the ground, they not only made harsh sounds but also made sparks fly!

Leaving his opponent no time to rest, Lingxiao waved his fan, shooting a number of silver needles again.

Realizing that he was no match for him, the masked man narrowed his eyes and leaped to the roof of a relatively lower building.

Lingxiao curved his lips up into a sneer. “Seems there’s nothing special about this killer! How dare he come to assassinate Xiuxiu with such poor combating skills?”

Without a word, he folded his fan and threw a needle at the killer from behind.

“Ah!” Letting out a scream, the man in black fell to the ground in mid-air, like a huge bird shot with an arrow.

Zixiu widened his eyes in shock, opening his mouth wide in the shape and size of an egg. “Is he dead?” When he landed on the ground with Lingxiao, he asked blankly.

“No. I only struck his acupuncture point so he couldn’t move for the time being.” Seeing that Zixiu was shaking in a cold sweat, Lingxiao answered with a worried look. He helped Zixiu into the room carefully, felt his pulse, and was a little relieved when he found that it was just a panic attack. “If I had acted earlier, Xiuxiu wouldn’t have been frightened to this extent!” At the thought of this, he couldn’t help but feel guilty.

“Xiuxiu, no worries! You have your Brother Xiao to protect you!” He stroked Zixiu’s back gently, trying to calm him down.

After a while, Zixiu suddenly bounced up and ran to the inner room. “Xingyi… Xingyi was injured!”

When the two of them rushed in, they saw Xingyi lying in a pool of blood on the floor with her eyes closed.

Zixiu had never seen so much blood. With his legs trembling, he almost fell to the floor. Thankfully, Lingxiao held him up in time.

“You’re the physician! Hurry up! Save her! She got injured because of me!” Grabbing Lingxiao’s clothes, Zixiu said anxiously.