Lin Yuan withdrew from Ji Xuan's mental picture and found that the sentry in the cage's frenzy had stopped.

Although the body was still covered in scars, the wings, limbs, 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 shoulders and disappearing into his body.

Lin Yuan saw large areas of burn scars on Ji Xuan's shoulders and back. Those were old injuries from a long time ago.

In the mental picture, Lin Yuan saw the origin of this scar. It was the scar left by Ji Xuan when he was a child and was scalded with boiling water by his father in order to protect his younger brother.

Those memories may have become exaggerated and distorted because of the pain, but they really happened.

This pair of twin brothers had a difficult first half of their lives. After the younger brother, who was a guide, died physically, he shared a body with his older brother and they survived by relying on each other.

Even if you live so hard and strong, 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 in the Guidance Academy that often came to them 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 an expressionless face.

"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 child has no sympathy at all."

"A guide lacks the most basic empathy. She is not a complete guide."

"Yes, it's cold and just like a monster."

Lin Yuan heard and saw all those details of the leaked emotions.

Lin Yuan sometimes wonders what sympathy is.

Can you empathize with other people's emotions?

This is probably a very high level 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 found that she actually had such feelings in her heart.

She felt sad about what happened to the Sentinels, and secretly hoped that their partners who had set off the explosion under the tower would be more powerful.

Can they 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 moment when 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 been very alert and has been using all her mental strength to cover the situation.

Surprisingly, someone was able to 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 emotional fluctuations, Lin Yuan still recognized him at a glance.

All too familiar, every move of this sentinel.

But I never expected that the person who came to save Ji Xuan would be him.

It’s Ni Ji.

Revolutionary army, rebels, and rebels. They 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 daze and rushed towards him.

Ni Ji knelt on one knee without saying a word, carrying a strange-looking grenade launcher on his shoulder and pointing the muzzle at everyone.

He's not going to shoot me, is he?

Lin Yuan had just thought of this when Ni Ji's gun had already been pointed cleanly in 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 place in an instant.

The sentries in the palace fell to the ground one by one in the smoke.

The ammunition used by Ni Ji came from the land of pupilless beings.

When encountering Tenglu for the first time, even Ni Ji himself, such a strong-willed sentinel, was easily knocked down by this drug.

The powerful anesthetic, which had never appeared on the market, caused the sentinels to fall into coma one after another, and the guide was naturally not spared.

But no one saw that when Lin Yuan fainted, an intruder in black instantly moved to her side and reached out to catch her falling body.

The sentry, whose face was tightly covered 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 her own arms. The shadow of her eyelashes was cast on her porcelain-smooth little face. She looked like she was sleeping peacefully.

Like in those polluted areas, they watched over each other countless times while they slept.

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 filled with smoke,

That morning after the rain, a few whispered words in front of the window. That time when we were riding in the same car back from the battlefield, a quiet touch in full view of the public. When the elevator was going up and down, a quick glance at each other.

That's all I need after I come 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 hooked Lin Yuan's long hair. The soft long hair was cool and smooth, a bit like the feeling of hands touching 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 out, whether it is the body or the spirit, there is no part that does not desire 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. He found that his face under the mask was flushed.

Maybe from now on, I will never have the chance to be alone with her again. Or maybe I won't be able to escape unscathed from this battle today.

This thought gave the sentry the courage to steal this little kiss.

Sorry... He quietly apologized for his impulsiveness.

In this battlefield where life is hanging by a thread and bullets are flying, I unexpectedly saw her here.

Those few strands of black hair seem like my antidote, compulsion, and placebo.

Soothed all his anxieties.

Only one or two seconds have passed, but they are as precious as gold.

Ni Ji used a little force with her fingers to hold the person in her arms tightly. Finally, she held up her head and carefully placed her on the ground.

A miniature version of the killer whale swam out, whimpered, and rubbed Lin Yuan's head.

He bared his sharp teeth at his own original form unhappily.

Ni Ji ignored it, and no longer looked 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 the first time he met Lin Yuan. In that snowy alley, he mercilessly pressed his blade against the girl's neck.

Now, he's pointing a gun 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. After Ni Ji injected him with the antidote, he even opened his eyes slightly, looked at him, and opened his mouth as if to say something.

Ni Ji could sense that the remnants of a powerful guiding mental fluctuation had not yet dissipated.

Just a moment ago, someone had stood in his position and helped Ji Xuan. The movement was so familiar that he could tell who it was without even looking carefully.

It’s Lin Yuan.

Ni Ji resisted the urge to look back at Lin Yuan, who was lying on the ground in a coma. It was best to keep it this way, 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 went far away from where Lin Yuan was. He passed through the palace that was still filled with smoke, and his figure was like a ghost, sliding down the long stairs.

Smoke filled the air inside the White Tower. The pre-buried explosives exploded one after another in unmanned places.

There was chaos everywhere, and the sentries were busy running around, searching for the culprit.

Over the years, the interior of the White Tower had never been attacked. In a place that was used to comfort and security, even the most elite soldiers would inevitably be in a state of panic.

Several Royal Guard sentries, as they were hurriedly running down the corridor, happened to see the rebel coming down from the building.

The rebel is alone, and he carries a burden on his back.

The two parties met on a narrow road and suddenly faced each other.

The sentinels were overjoyed. They came from aristocratic families and after joining the Royal Guard, they had always held unoccupied positions such as ceremonial guard and sentry.

I have never experienced a real battlefield since I was a child.

At that moment, the blood of the young sentinels boiled. They were nervous and excited. They felt that this was a golden opportunity to achieve great things.

One young man even began to imagine what kind of speech he would make when he was personally commended by Her Majesty the Queen after he captured the rebel.

He was stunned for just a moment before he was horrified to find that all his companions had been knocked down.

I couldn't see what the man was doing at all, I just heard a few horrifying sounds of bones cracking.

His companions didn't even have a 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 simulation training in the past was of no use in the face of such a real murderous intention.

His limbs were stiff and he didn't even have time to raise his arms to block it. The next moment, a huge pain came over him and he completely lost consciousness.

Ni Ji put Ji Xuan into the delivery elevator on this floor. When he stood up and was about to leave, he felt a faint touch grabbing the corner of his clothes.

"After you go down, someone will be waiting for you 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 them 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 our companions lurking in the White Tower were exposed, and only very few people were able to stay in the upper floors of the White Tower.

The spark of revenge must remain 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 to the bottom floor of the White Tower.

A whole team of Royal Guard sentries were standing guard here, armed with rifles and cannons, nervously pointing their guns at the elevator exit.

If there were even a rebellious traitor within, he would be shot into a hornet's nest by countless bullets.

The elevator stopped and time passed very slowly at that moment.

There was complete silence all around, everyone held their breath, and even the sound of sweat dripping from their foreheads could be heard clearly.

bite--

The elevator door opened.

Lights poured out from the elevator compartment, and there were no living rebels in the unobstructed space.

The inner wall of the elevator was splattered with scarlet blood. Lying on the ground were several blood-covered sentries wearing the uniforms of the Royal Guards. They were familiar faces; they were one of our own!

Everyone was seriously injured and mentally confused, and could only utter weak groans occasionally.

Apparently, they 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, they heard an emergency call for help from the intercom.

"Enemy traces found on the 10th floor. Enemy traces found on the 10th floor."

"Nearby teams, provide support, provide support!"

The sentinels could reach the 10th floor in a moment. The sentinel captain, eager to make a contribution, waved his hand and led everyone to run up.

Only two soldiers volunteered to stay and help rescue the injured in the elevator.

The two men blocked the elevator and carried their injured companions out one by one.

At the bottom of the several wounded soldiers, there lay a seriously injured soldier wearing a sentry uniform, his face covered in blood.

His face was covered with 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 sentries exchanged glances, picked up the wounded man without saying a word, placed him on the emergency bed, and trotted towards the White Tower gate.

The explosion caused great chaos.

It had not been long since the first explosion. The entrance was in chaos and disorder.

Many people in the tower were injured. The treatment rooms 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 soldier 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 them." 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 are no longer allowed to enter and exit the tower at will?

"It's too late. We have already got out successfully." The man thought to himself and reached out to close the car door.

The ambulance drove away.

The two sentries in the carriage wiped the sweat from their heads and checked Ji Xuan's injuries.

The fact that "Xinhuo" was still alive was beyond everyone's expectation.

Over the centuries, there have been people who have opposed the White Tower, but all 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 terrible queen.

This is like a shot of adrenaline 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, his voice full of uncontrollable excitement, "Captain Ni... The Avenger, he is too powerful."

"When Xinhuo first let him take over, I felt a little bit unwilling to accept it."

"What do you say now?"

"I never thought he would be so reckless in saving people. Now I am completely convinced. Now I just hope he is safe."

"Yeah, I hope he's safe."

The roaring ambulance carried away the sentries who were determined to overthrow the White Tower at the cost of their lives.

Inside the carriage, Ji Xuan opened his eyes and looked out the window at the white tower gradually moving away.

The little butterfly nestled on his shoulder, gently flapping its wings.

"Yeah, I hope he's safe."

The two voices thought this together.