CH 95

Chapter 95 The Fight in the Underground Tunnel (2)

Wen Yantong didn't know what was going on. It seemed that the people who wanted to kill her fell in front of her one after another, all due to unforeseen accidents. She touched her body and found that apart from a little blood, she wasn’t missing arms or legs.

She looked over and saw that Chi Jingxi was still surrounded by four or five people. Without a second thought, Wen Yantong hurriedly snatched a knife from the dead people on the ground, and ran towards the people surrounding Chi Jingxi.

Couple of people had their backs to her, Wen Yantong gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and swung the knife to one of the unsuspecting people. She only heard the sound of the clothes being torn by the blade, and the tactile sensation when the blade touched the flesh made her heart tremble. In an instant Wen Yantong felt warm liquid splatter onto her face.

At the same time as the screams sounded, Chi Jingxi kicked him away.

Without even giving Wen Yantong time to be afraid, he grabbed her wrist. Chi Jingxi pulled her forward and turned her body to one side. He aimed Wen Yantong's hand forward, and the blade pierced into another man's chest.

These people were seasoned killers. Their blades were very sharp and could easily pierce even thick cotton clothes.

When Wen Yantong was under the control of Chi Jingxi, she didn't dare to open her eyes at all, for fear of blood splashing into her eyes. She just felt her body being pushed back and forth, with various sounds exploding in her ears.

There were only two thoughts left in her mind: Hold the knife tightly in her hand. Trust Chi Jingxi.

Then the sound of the wind died down and the screaming stopped, leaving only the sound of panting. Once the grip on her hand loosened, Wen Yantong opened her eyes only. She looked around and saw all of their attackers were lying around. Some of them were dead while some were still holding their wounds and moaning in pain.

Chi Jingxi was standing beside her. A lot of blood had splashed on his handsome face, dripping down the delicate outline of his jaw. There was still a murderous intent in her ink-stained eyebrows and eyes, which slowly dissipated when he looked at her.

Wen Yantong dropped the knife in her hand in an instant. Her legs softened, and subconsciously leaned on Chi Jingxi beside her for support.

Chi Jingxi’s whole body reeked of blood. His chest heaved violently due to all the energy he had just asserted from this fight. After being hugged by Wen Yantong, he didn't push her away immediately. Instead, he took a breath and asked in a low voice, "Any injury?"

With tears in the corners of Wen Yantong's eyes, she quickly shook her head. She then remembered that Chi Jingxi was injured in the original plot, so she quickly looked up at him, "What about you? Are you okay?"

As soon as she finished asking, she saw the blood on his right shoulder almost stained his entire arm, dripping down his arm. Wen Yantong choked for breath.

Sure enough, he was injured.

Knowing that she had found out, Chi Jingxi didn't bother to explain. He only said, "Let’s quickly find a way out."

Wen Yantong anxiously nodded. "Yes! Yes! Yes! The way out– how do we get out?"

In the plot of the original book, Chi Jingxi managed to find an exit that led to Fu Tanghuan's room. At that time, he was probably afraid that going out directly would affect Fu Tanghuan's reputation, so he insisted on staying in Fu Tanghuan's room for the rest of the night.

Fu Tanghuan treated his wound, and he left quietly when it was almost dawn.

Thinking back, this plot was a little illogical. Why would Chi Jingxi refuse to come out of Fu Tanghuan's room at night, but insist on leaving at dawn? Wasn’t it the same thing?

"Do you still have the map?" Chi Jingxi's breath was a little weak.

Wen Yantong nodded hurriedly and took out the map from her pocket. Fearing that the blood on her hands would stain it, she pinched the corners with her fingertips.

However, because of the fright she had just suffered, Wen Yantong's hands were obviously shaking.

Chi Jingxi studied the map for a bit when he suddenly reached out and overlapped his hand over hers.

With his long, slender fingers, Chi Jingxi could cover Wen Yantong's hand in one go. The temperature of his palms were scorching hot. The back of his hands were pale, but the veins on it were defined and full of rigor.

It may be because his breath was weak, but the words he said were much gentler, "It's safe now."

He was telling her not to be afraid.

Wen Yantong's heart felt as if it had been slammed by a grandfather’s clock.

Unexpectedly, she calmed down slowly and asked, "Where should we go?"

"We are to turn left at the end of Yinhu Road. That’s the direction of your room. It’s the nearest exit, let’s go out from there." Chi Jingxi replied.

Wen Yantong hurriedly responded. She took out a firestarter to light up the way and then walked beside Chi Jingxi as they crossed the ground full of corpses. On their way, she noticed that Chi Jingxi's footsteps were getting slower and slower, and he seemed to be struggling. She guessed that he must not just have an injury on his shoulder, so she stuffed the firestarter into his left hand.

Chi Jingxi was about to ask her what she was doing, when she put his left arm over her shoulder. "Little Marquis, I will help you walk."

"No need." Chi Jingxi refused.

"No. If I support you like this, you can use less strength and walk faster." Wen Yantong was anxious, thinking that Chi Jingxi didn't want to get too close to her.

"It's useless." Chi Jingxi said, "You're too short, it's even more difficult to walk if I were to have you support me."

"……Oh." 

He looked down on her height.