Lin Yuan exited Ji Xuan's mental picture and found that the sentinel in the cage's frenzy had stopped.
Although the body was still covered with scars, the wings, insect body, and legs that had been growing uncontrollably were slowly retracting.
The blue butterfly became extremely small and landed on Lin Yuan's fingertips like a moth.
He flapped his wings twice very slowly, as if to express his thanks. Then he weakly flapped his wings and flew into Ji Xuan's body, landing on his shoulder and disappearing into his body.
Lin Yuan saw large areas of burn scars on Ji Xuan's shoulders and back, which were old injuries left a long time ago.
In the mental picture, Lin Yuan saw the origin of this scar. It was the scar left when Ji Xuan was scalded with boiling water by his father in order to protect his younger brother when he was a child.
Those memories may become exaggerated and distorted because of the pain, but they really happened.
The twin brothers had a difficult first half of their lives. After the younger brother, who was a guide, died, he shared a body with his older brother and survived by relying on each other.
Even if you live so hard and so strongly, you may still die in this iron cage.
Lin Yuan looked at the person in the cage with lowered eyelashes, and felt a very complicated emotion rolling in his cold chest. This emotion should perhaps be called sympathy or pity.
She hadn't thought about these things for a long time.
Once upon a time, when she was still very young, a puppy that often came to the Guide Academy to beg for food died. The classmates surrounded the puppy's body and cried bitterly, but Lin Yuan was the only one standing there with a blank expression.
"Why aren't you crying, Lin Yuan? Aren't you the one who feeds this dog most often?" the teacher asked her.
Why should I cry? Lin Yuan thought as he stood there. He is already dead. Crying will not help.
"This kid has no empathy at all."
"If a guide lacks the most basic empathy, she is not a complete guide."
"Yeah, it's cold and icy, just like a monster."
Lin Yuan heard all those subtle expressions of emotion.
Lin Yuan sometimes wonders what sympathy is.
Feeling the emotions of others
This is probably a very advanced emotion.
A monster like me can't feel it no matter how hard I try.
Until now, when she no longer deliberately pursued these emotions, she suddenly discovered that she actually had this feeling in her heart.
She felt sad for the Sentinels' experience, and secretly hoped that their companions who had caused the explosion under the tower would be more helpful.
Able to avoid the Queen's pursuit and rescue the tortured brothers from this dark iron cage.
But who can avoid the queen's powerful mental search and break through to this place
Almost at the same time that Lin Yuan was thinking about this question, a sentry wearing a gas mask and dressed in black rushed into the palace gate.
When Lin Yuan saw the figure appear, he was a little surprised.
In this place, she has always been very alert and has fully covered her mental power.
There was actually someone who could suddenly invade this floor without her knowing.
It can be seen that this sentinel is a person who can strictly control the leakage of his mental power. No wonder he was able to avoid the Queen's search and come all the way here.
The moment their eyes met, Lin Yuan knew who was coming.
Even though he changed his weapon, covered his face, and did not reveal any mental fluctuations, Lin Yuan still recognized him at a glance.
Too familiar with this sentinel's every move.
But no one expected that the person who came to save Ji Xuan would be him.
It’s Ni Ji.
Revolutionary army, rebels, and rebels blew up the White Tower, angering the Queen.
The mysterious and dangerous murderer in people's mouths turned out to be her sentinel.
Ni Ji's figure appeared.
The sentries in the hall recovered from their dazed state and rushed towards him.
Ni Ji knelt on one knee without saying a word, carrying a strange-looking grenade launcher on his shoulder, pointing the muzzle at everyone.
He wouldn't shoot me, would he
As soon as Lin Yuan's thought flashed through her mind, Ni Ji's gun was already aimed at her direction, and a grenade was fired with a bang.
The shells exploded in the hall, thick smoke billowed up, and the white smoke spread throughout the hall in an instant.
The sentries in the palace fell one by one in the smoke.
The ammunition used by Ni Ji came from the Land of No Pupils.
When encountering Tenglu for the first time, even Ni Ji himself, a sentinel with strong willpower, was easily knocked down by this drug.
The powerful anesthetic, which had never appeared on the market, made the sentinels fall into coma one by one, and the guide was naturally not spared.
But no one saw that when Lin Yuan fainted, the intruder in black instantly moved to her side and reached out to catch her falling body.
The sentry, whose face was covered tightly by a gas mask, looked at the person who fell in his arms.
Behind the goggles, the fierce eyes softened at that moment.
He couldn't control himself and reached out to smooth Lin Yuan's soft black hair.
Ni Ji looked at the guide in his arms.
She closed her eyes quietly and fell asleep in his arms. The shadow of her eyelashes was cast on her little face as smooth as porcelain. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully.
Like in those polluted areas, they guarded each other's sleep countless times.
After returning from the Land of No Pupils, there was no chance to be this close again.
Now we meet by chance, also in such a battlefield full of smoke,
That morning after the rain, a few whispered words of advice in front of the window. That time when we rode back from the battlefield together, a quiet touch in full view of everyone. When the elevator was going up and down, a quick glance at each other.
That’s all I have after coming back.
She had changed a lot, with many more friends and sentinels around her. But I was walking on the edge of a knife, always in danger, and I didn't even have time to get close to her.
Ni Ji's hands were hooked into Lin Yuan's long hair. The soft long hair was cool and smooth, a bit like the feeling of tentacles touching the skin.
He once didn't want to fall too deeply in this relationship, as it would make him weak.
At one point I hoped to be with Lin Yuan just as a friend.
But now he knew it was too late, he had already fallen completely.
From the inside to the outside, whether it is the physical body or the spiritual body, there is nothing that does not yearn for her.
The sentry lifted up those strands of black hair, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and very carefully placed a light kiss on the black hair, and found that his face under the mask was burning red.
Maybe from now on, there will be no chance to be alone with her again. Or maybe he will not be able to escape unscathed from this battle today.
This thought gave the sentry the courage to steal a kiss.
Sorry. He apologized quietly for his impulsiveness.
In this battlefield where life is hanging by a thread and bullets are flying, I unexpectedly see her here.
A few strands of black hair are like my antidote, guiding factor, and placebo.
It calmed all his anxieties.
Only one or two seconds have passed, but it is as precious as gold.
Ni Ji used a little force with his fingers to hold the person in his arms tightly. Finally, he held her head and carefully placed her on the ground.
The miniature killer whale swam out, whimpered, and rubbed Lin Yuan's head.
He bared his sharp teeth at his own original form in displeasure.
Ni Ji ignored it and stopped looking at Lin Yuan who was sleeping on the ground. He stood up and strode towards the cage where Ji Xuan was imprisoned.
He thought back to his first meeting with Lin Yuan. In that snowy alley, he mercilessly pressed his blade against the girl's neck.
Now, the gun is pointed at her again.
I hope she won't be mad at me when she wakes up, the powerful warrior thought sadly.
Ji Xuan's condition was better than Ni Ji had imagined. Although he had been tortured, at least he was still alive as a human being.
He was seriously injured in the iron cage, but he was still conscious. Even after Ni Ji injected him with the antidote, he slightly opened his eyes, looked at him, and opened his mouth as if to say something.
Ni Ji could sense that the remnants of the guide's powerful mental fluctuations had not yet dissipated.
Just a moment ago, someone had stood in his position and helped Ji Xuan. The fluctuation was so familiar that he could tell who it was without even looking carefully.
Ni Ji endured it and did not look back at Lin Yuan who was lying on the ground and fell asleep. It was best to keep it like this, so that no one would know that Lin Yuan had helped them.
Ni Ji opened the iron cage, carried Ji Xuan on his back, and stayed far away from where Lin Yuan was. He passed through the palace where smoke and dust had not yet cleared, and like a phantom, he swept down the long steps.
Smoke filled the air inside the White Tower, and pre-buried explosives exploded one after another in unmanned areas.
There was chaos everywhere, and the sentries were busy and noisy looking for the culprit.
Over the years, the White Tower had never been attacked. In such a peaceful place, even the most elite soldiers would be caught in a panic.
Several Royal Guard sentries, as they hurried down the corridor, happened to see the rebel coming down from the upper floors.
The rebel was alone, and he had a burden on his back.
The two sides met on a narrow road and suddenly confronted each other.
The sentinels were overjoyed. They came from aristocratic families and after joining the Royal Guard, they had always held uninspiring positions such as ceremonial guard and guard.
I have never experienced a real battlefield since I was a child.
At that moment, the young sentinels' blood boiled, they were nervous and excited, feeling that this was truly pie in the sky and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to achieve great things.
One young man had even begun to imagine what kind of speech he would make when he was personally commended by Her Majesty the Queen after he captured the traitor.
He was stunned for just a moment, and then he realized with horror that all his companions around him had been knocked down.
I didn't see the man's movements clearly at all, I just heard a few horrifying sounds of bones breaking.
His companions didn't even have the chance to scream before they fell limply around him.
The scary man was already approaching him. Through the dim goggles, the young sentry vaguely saw a pair of eyes as cold as ice.
A huge fear enveloped his body, and all the previous simulation training was useless in the face of such tangible murderous intent.
His limbs were stiff and he didn't even have time to raise his arms to cover himself. The next moment, a huge pain came over him and he completely lost consciousness.
Ni Ji placed Ji Xuan into the delivery elevator on this floor. When he stood up to leave, he felt a faint touch grabbing the corner of his clothes.
"After we go down, someone will be waiting for us down there." He squatted down again and explained to his tortured companion, "I'll stay here to buy you some time."
He stayed to attract attention, giving Ji Xuan and the others a chance to escape.
Only if he stays and doesn't leave will he have a chance to prove his innocence.
For this rescue operation, too many of the companions lurking in the White Tower were exposed, and there are very few people who can stay in the upper floors of the White Tower.
The fire of revenge must stay here. So he stayed.
Ji Xuan's hand trembled slightly for a while, and finally loosened.
Before the elevator door closed, he spoke with difficulty and said two words to his companion who was left alone outside the door.
"Take care of yourself."
Take care, please take care and stay alive.
All the gratitude, admiration, worry and reluctance are contained in these two short words.
The elevator went down all the way and reached the bottom floor of the White Tower.
A whole team of Royal Guard sentries were standing guard here with guns and cannons, nervously pointing their guns at the elevator exit.
If there is a rebellious traitor coming out from within, countless bullets will surely turn him into a hornet's nest.
The elevator stopped and time passed very slowly at that moment.
There was silence all around, everyone held their breath, and even the sound of sweat dripping from their foreheads could be heard clearly.
Ding-
The elevator door opened.
Lights poured out from the elevator car, and there were no living rebels in the unobstructed space.
The inner walls of the elevator were splattered with scarlet blood. On the ground lay several blood-soaked sentries wearing the uniforms of the Royal Guard. They were familiar faces; they were one of our own!
Everyone was seriously injured and unconscious, only able to utter weak groans occasionally.
Apparently they had experienced a fierce fight with the rebels when they hid in the elevator.
The sentries at the elevator entrance waited in vain. Before they could go forward to check, an emergency call for help came from the intercom.
"Enemy traces found on the 10th floor. Enemy traces found on the 10th floor."
"Nearby teams, provide support, provide support!"
The distance to the 10th floor was reachable in an instant for the sentinels. The sentinel captain, eager to make a contribution, waved his hand and led many people to run upwards.
Only two soldiers volunteered to stay and help rescue the wounded in the elevator.
The two men blocked the elevator and carried their injured companions out one by one.
At the bottom of the wounded soldiers, there lay a seriously injured man wearing a sentry's uniform, his face covered in blood.
His face was covered in dirty blood, and his features could not be seen clearly. Only through his loosened collar could one see large old burn scars on his shoulders and back.
The two remaining sentinels exchanged glances, lifted the wounded man without a word, placed him on the emergency bed, and trotted towards the White Tower gate.
The explosion caused great chaos.
Not much time had passed since the first explosion, and the entrance was in chaos and disorder.
Many people in the tower were injured. The treatment cabins in the White Tower were no longer sufficient. Many people were carried and pushed out by their companions.
The two sentries pushed the seriously injured man all the way out without any obstruction.
The sentry guarding the gate saw them coming out of the elevator and even came forward to lend a hand out of sympathy.
"There are still many injured people in the elevator, go and help." one of them shouted.
The guards nodded and turned back.
The two of them pushed the cart and got into an ambulance that had been waiting outside the White Tower.
At this moment, outside the White Tower, the lights and sirens of police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances sounded.
An ordinary ambulance started and left quietly, completely inconspicuous.
The moment the car door closed, the sentry on the car glanced at the exit of the White Tower.
A team of well-trained sentries were pouring out of the White Tower, setting up cordons and roadblocks.
People in the tower are no longer allowed to enter and leave at will.
"It's too late. We have already managed to get out." The man thought to himself and reached out to close the car door.
The ambulance sped away.
The two sentries in the carriage wiped the sweat from their heads and checked Ji Xuan's injuries.
The fact that "Xinhuo" could survive was beyond the expectations of all of them.
Over the past few hundred years, there have been people who have opposed the White Tower, but all of them have ended in disastrous failure. All of them are aware of the horror of the White Tower.
Ji Xuan, nicknamed "Xinhuo", is still alive and was successfully rescued from the White Tower and from the hands of the terrifying queen.
This is like a shot in the arm for all the rebels lurking throughout the empire.
"I really didn't expect him to succeed." A sentry said in a low voice in the carriage, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice, "Captain Ni... The Avenger, he is amazing."
"When Xinhuo asked him to take over, I felt a little bit unwilling to accept it."
"What do you say now?"
"I never thought he would risk his life to save others. Now I am completely convinced. I just hope he is safe."
"Yeah, I hope he's safe."
The roaring ambulance carried away the sentinels who were determined to overthrow the White Tower at the cost of their lives.
Inside the carriage, Ji Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the white tower gradually moving away outside the window.
The little butterfly nestled on his shoulder, gently flapping its wings.
"Yeah, I hope he's safe."
Two voices thought this in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)