Lin Yuan has a little secret, and no one knows this secret.

Since childhood her body has been almost impervious to the effects of any anesthetic drugs.

I don't know why, but spices, drugs, alcohol and other psychoactive drugs have no effect on her.

She might fall asleep due to tiredness or faint due to physical shock, but she won't fall into a deep sleep due to drugs. Even the strongest drugs will have no effect on her.

So she drinks like she is having fun, and she can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

She had never told anyone about this, so Ni Ji naturally didn't know about it.

When Ni Ji released the smoke, the sentries in the hall fell down one by one.

Lin Yuan thought that pretending to be unconscious at this time would be good for both herself and Ni Ji, so she pretended to faint.

She was better at controlling her mental fluctuations than Ni Ji. She closed off all her emotions and when she fell down, her body looked unconscious, and it really looked like that.

Just pretending? He was so good that he even deceived Ni Ji.

Lin Yuan fell down, and soon felt his body being caught by a pair of strong arms, which carefully stabilized him.

The sentry is still his own sentry, and he doesn't even want to let himself fall.

Lin Yuan thought happily,

She originally wanted to give Ni Ji a hint to let him know that she was awake.

But suddenly he found that the sentinel's treatment of him was a little different from usual. Lin Yuan couldn't tell exactly what was different.

My cheek was lightly rubbed by my fingers. The touch was as light as catkins brushing past, but it was very distinct and remained on the skin, unable to be wiped away.

It was Ni Ji who touched her hair lightly, very lightly and without causing any harm.

Yet it seemed very heavy, as if he was holding something hot in his hands and carefully bringing it to his side.

They had supported each other on the battlefield before, so this hug was nothing.

Lin Yuan used to be a very slow person, but at this moment he suddenly became sharp.

Something seemed to have happened, and her intuition told her that she had to continue pretending.

Lin Yuan, with his eyes closed, noticed his hair being slightly pulled.

She heard Ni Ji's moist breathing and clear heartbeat, and felt that the sentinel holding her seemed to lift his mask a little and gently kiss the ends of her hair.

I can’t move, Lin Yuan thought. I must not let him find out that I’m awake.

Although I don't understand why, I always feel that it would be embarrassing if I opened my eyes at this moment.

Block everything, block everything, and imagine yourself as a piece of ignorant and unconscious wood.

Soon, Ni Ji gently put her down, opened the cage and rescued Ji Xuan.

Lin Yuan, who was lying on the ground pretending to be unconscious, realized belatedly that after sympathy, he experienced a new emotion.

nervous

…

Ni Ji changed Ji Xuan into a sentry uniform, covered his face with blood, hid him among the many wounded, and pressed the down button of the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, he heard Ji Xuan struggling to open his mouth and told him to take care.

The voice was soft, carrying with it an irrepressible sadness, as if these two words were such an unattainable wish.

The more I understand the White Tower and experience how powerful the Queen is, the more I realize how slim the chances of survival are for those left behind.

The elevator door closed completely and the down sign lit up.

He was very cautious all the way, locking his mental picture tightly and not letting any of his emotions leak out.

No one can use mental detection abilities to capture his movements.

Perhaps because he often works with Lin Yuan, his ability to conceal his emotions has been honed to a higher level in the past two years.

With the interference of Black Knife, he successfully distracted the queen, who had strong mental power, and rescued Ji Xuan from the queen's nest - the palace.

But Ni Ji knew that this was just the beginning, a small hole that they had torn open by trickery.

The next action is the most dangerous.

He wanted to attract the attention of the powerful pursuers by himself, so that all his companions who participated in this rescue plan could escape as much as possible.

The White Tower contains not only those noble children used for decoration, but also countless truly powerful warriors.

Once those people come out of their nests, their spirit bodies will fly into the sky and burrow underground to chase them, and it will be difficult for anyone to successfully leave the imperial capital.

Ni Ji came to the edge of a ventilation shaft and looked down at the timer on a personal terminal.

This is a pure white tower, which is called a dreamlike world by outsiders.

There are schools, farms, science and technology parks, barracks, as well as the spire gardens and palaces. The huge buildings stacked up layer by layer protect all the functions that support the operation of human society.

But even here, there are dark and damp pipes and deserted ventilation shafts.

These places were his channels for invasion and escape.

Standing on the edge of the ventilation shaft, I lowered my head to estimate the distance between those dull gray cement platforms.

The wind blew up from the bottom of the ventilator and touched his skin, reminding him of the feeling of cold hair slipping through his fingers.

Calculating the time, the elevator is about to land, it's time to act.

Ni Ji looked at the gap between his fingers and smiled.

I thought to myself, yes, today is a good day, at least I kissed her.

He let go of his mental barriers.

It was as if a tightly closed door had opened a crack, and just as the hatred and desire to destroy Bai Ta had just leaked out from the crack, a pair of cold eyes instantly moved over and stared down at him.

Ni Ji reacted extremely quickly, and within a moment he closed the barrier again, shutting down the image.

But a powerful spiritual force, like the sharp stinger of a giant poisonous bee, broke through his forehead and pierced into it fiercely.

Toxic, sharp, cold, hard, and huge.

So terrifying.

It pierced deeply into the depths of the sea, filled with the rage of the powerful being at the top of the white tower, and stirred violently in Ni Ji's mental picture.

It felt like his brain was being torn apart alive. Ni Ji felt an intense pain and was about to fall toward the sky below his feet.

He fell onto the concrete platform several floors below, gritting his teeth to prevent his consciousness from dissipating, and once again tightly sealed off his mental picture.

The deep sea erects a solid and broad barrier, locking everything at the bottom of the sea and blocking all visibility from the outside world.

The poisonous sting that had pierced his brain was cut off and left on the soft and beautiful seabed. The queen once again lost her position.

With a splitting headache, Ni Ji heard countless chaotic footsteps. Those people were rushing forward with great momentum, crossing the corridor near him, going all the way up, and rushing into the floor where he had just fallen.

As the mental power leaked out, countless sentinels were attracted and dense noise surged towards that floor.

Taking advantage of this tiny gap, Ji Xuan in the elevator was picked up by his companions who were waiting downstairs in advance, and left the White Tower in the chaos.

The stairwell was filled with noisy shouts and chaotic footsteps.

No one knew that the rebel who had just deliberately revealed his whereabouts had already fallen several floors below.

But soon, the search will expand.

Ni Ji moved his body with difficulty, hiding himself in the shadow, and curled up in a dark corner to rest for a while.

The severe pain in his head eased a little, and he forced himself to stand up and look for a place to hide.

The footsteps of the searching soldiers were approaching, already penetrating very close.

The sound of running could be heard from all directions.

Hiding became difficult. Ni Ji hid in a small stairwell and narrowly avoided a whole team of sentries passing by the door.

Groups of searchers were moving around densely, among them were truly powerful ones with acute five senses.

Several times, we were almost exposed.

There were occasional spasms of pain in his head, making it impossible for Ni Ji to fully concentrate on thinking.

Ni Ji leaned against the cold wall, frowning, his hair wet with cold sweat from the pain.

All he had to do was kill one more lone sentry, put on his clothes, go back to the sentry camp, and blend into the team.

Hold on a little longer. He pressed the painful spot between his eyebrows.

If only that person was by my side. This thought is always lingering in my mind.

He felt something was wrong with him. It was as if something was disturbing his thoughts, making him miss his guide so much more than ever before.

The top of the White Tower,

The Queen returns to the throne.

"Guide Lin and the others were only injected with anesthesia, nothing serious. They were injected with diluent and have been sent to the lower level to rest."

In front of the throne, Luther led the sentinels, carefully reporting the situation.

On the huge throne carved out of jade, the queen's face was covered with a veil, her lips were bright red, and her skin was as white as the cold stone throne.

She hummed softly, showing no emotion.

"We have sealed the gates of the White Tower as you ordered. Now there is no way even a mouse can escape."

Luther looked at her expression and continued tentatively.

"We have searched the entire tenth floor of the White Tower and haven't found any rebels yet, right?"

"Are you happy, Luther?" the Queen suddenly interrupted him, "Ji Xuan escaped."

Luther's back was covered in cold sweat. "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"

He was frightened and uneasy because he realized that at this moment he felt relieved and even very gratified.

I have clearly sworn to be loyal to His Majesty until death, so why would I be so happy to escape for the sake of a traitor who betrayed the empire?

As if she could hear what he was thinking, the Queen spoke in a cold tone.

"Are you happy? It's too early. The traitor's mental picture has collapsed. Even if he escapes from here, he can't escape the fate of becoming a monster."

"As for the ant that caused all this mess..."

The pale fingers on the throne reached out, pinched the commander's chin, and lifted his face.

In front of everyone, she pressed hard with her fingers until he could no longer bear it and a look of humiliation appeared in his eyes.

"It's just some clever tricks." The emperor on the throne said indifferently, "It's just a puppy. Once the door is closed, there is nowhere to escape. Soon its tail will be exposed."

"Once I catch him, I'll make him perform in front of everyone,"

"Maybe he will still be your subordinate and acquaintance. He will no longer be as lucky as you and Ji Xuan. He won't even have a chance to die. I will make him dance all the time and cry and repent. When the time comes, you have to watch here."

The porcelain-cold fingers released Luther and snapped his fingers lightly.

Bang!

The crisp sound spread throughout the empty hall.

At that moment, all the sentinels in the White Tower heard the sound clearly in their minds.

In the lower level of the White Tower, Ni Ji, who had just avoided another team of sentries, suddenly heard a crisp sound in his mind.

Like a fuse, a switch.

The mental power that remained in his mind and had not yet completely dissipated, like the stinger of a poisonous bee, suddenly swam into the depths of the picture and ignited something.