Ming Zhitian raised his eyes, "Yan Lixue?"
Without a word, he kicked open the door!
He saw Yan Zhonghua at the wine table, embracing Yan Lixue, who was in tattered clothes and in tears.
The light was blinding. Yan Lixue suddenly felt that whoever came was her savior, and she only wanted the person in front of her to take her away from this place of trouble as soon as possible.
But her voice became more and more indistinct, stammering so low that she could barely hear herself: "Save me... save me..."
"Who the hell are you?!" Seeing his good deed interrupted, Yan Zhonghua roared in rage, "It's you?! Ming Zhitian?"
But thinking of Guo Qiang, the Sect Leader Guo who came with him, he immediately threw out a sentence, "Get out quickly!"
Ming Zhitian summoned the cyan cold light and empowered his fists, saying, "You beast of a man, you can do such a thing?"
Yan Zhonghua, still in a drunken daze, swayed and before he could react, Ming Zhitian's fists sent him flying onto the big bed, collapsing it directly.
Ming Zhitian took the opportunity to embrace the dizzy Yan Lixue, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."
Yan Zhonghua climbed out of the collapsed bed, shouting hatefully, "Guards! Arrest Ming Zhitian!"
In the darkness, Yan Lixue, who was being embraced, began to lose consciousness. Her hands exuded hot sweat and uncontrollably began to writhe, rubbing against Ming Zhitian.
Then she grabbed Ming Zhitian's arm and whispered, "Save me, please, save me..."
He first put her in a pile of grass in the corner, then went to the kitchen to find a cucumber and an eggplant. But after a long time, Yan Lixue still didn't eat them. In fact, Yan Lixue was completely weak, body and soul, unable to exert any strength. She kept breathing heavily and was restless, the atmosphere becoming increasingly unusual.
Ming Zhitian quickly took her out of the city...
Yan Zhonghua, with a large group of security guards and thugs, went to the eighth floor to find Ming Zhitian, "If you don't find him tonight, none of you will sleep!"
"Knock, knock, knock..." A knock sounded at the door. Guo Qiang opened it. Yan Zhonghua, with a grim face, had sobered up by more than half. "Please, Elder Guo, come out first."
Guo Qiang was confused. Yan Zhonghua immediately ordered, "Search inside!"
Guo Qiang was speechless. This was where he lived, but after all, it was someone else's place, so he didn't say much.
Soon, the thugs came out, shaking their heads, "Young Master Hua, he's not here."
Yan Zhonghua cupped his hands and bowed, "Elder Guo, please forgive my temper. Ming Zhitian ran off with my cousin. I'm sending people to find him. I will apologize to you later. Follow me!"
Yan Zhonghua led his men to Ming Zhitian's room again and kicked open the door, "Search! If you see him, beat him to death!"
"Young Master Hua! He's not here."
Yan Zhonghua's anger surged, "Damn it! Ming Zhitian, where are you?!! Deploy all your men, we must capture Ming Zhitian! If I'm not well, none of you will be either!"
"Yes, Young Master Hua!"
...
Fifty miles outside the city, they were finally out of immediate danger. In a dilapidated thatched hut in the suburbs, Ming Zhitian laid down the sweat-soaked Yan Lixue.
Ming Zhitian was about to go back for reinforcements when Yan Lixue lost control. She grabbed his wrist and, like a drought-stricken land receiving sweet rain, embraced Ming Zhitian, sniffing the man's scent like a dog.
Yan Lixue's lips began to approach. Ming Zhitian recoiled as if electrocuted, but she held him so tightly that he couldn't break free. He was afraid of hurting her, caught in a dilemma.
Ming Zhitian took out the cucumber he had stolen from the kitchen and gave it to her, but she crushed it. The eggplant was also mashed.
Seeing her constant pain and rapid breathing, Ming Zhitian frowned, "Things like cherry blossom powder, if not released immediately, will cause death by explosion. Forgive me."
Ming Zhitian closed his eyes, reached out, and helped her...