C392 Little thing i'm sorry

Although he had borrowed the light from the flashlight, he had been lucky just now. Now, as the fire grew stronger, the smoke became thicker and the light dimmer. He had to be very careful and careful to find the flaw.

However, he suddenly realized that his emotions had become so chaotic that the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't think of anything. In the past, even when facing an even more dangerous and urgent environment, he was still able to remain calm.

In the past when he had been on a mission, the outcome was unpredictable and he might even lose his life. But now, he didn't have to worry about his own life.

No, he was safe, but she wasn't!

If something were to happen to her, such as leaving him forever, then he would probably feel the pain of wanting to die, which was even worse than losing his own life!

Gao Zhenglin was right, love was a kind of terrifying poison, once touched, it would become completely unbeatable.

Every time he made an exception and took a risk, he would treat her as a part of himself, even more so than his own life.

Therefore, no matter what, he couldn't let anything happen to her. No matter what, he had to save her.

As he thought about these things, Ji Chenxi finally managed to calm down. Borrowing his accumulated experience, he tried to figure out where the mechanism for the room could be set up.

Beds, tables, cabinets, murals, vases, chairs, and so on.

Except, with so many items and such a room, it was impossible to examine them all thoroughly because time was not allowed.

One was that the fire could not be controlled and the whole side hall was destroyed. The other possibility was that the fire had been extinguished, his whereabouts had been exposed, and all his previous efforts had been destroyed.

Thus, he had to be fast!

Furthermore, a bet!

How the heavens treated him!

Just like the first step tonight, giving it to a young brat who was not even ten years old made him want to gamble on it.

In the end, it proved that he had won the bet. He hoped that he would be able to smoothly continue winning the bet this time as well!

Ji Chenxi gave himself half a minute to think deeply. When he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the fifth room.

There were tables, chairs, bookshelves, and even murals!

Standing atop the high wall, she overlooked the ground. It was Mu Wanrong.

Thus, murals could be ruled out.

The table was filled with items that Mu Wanrong liked, the chairs did not have any trace of switches, thus, only the bookshelves were left.

Mu Wanrong came from a famous clan, she was proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy and drawing, as well as collecting a lot of books. Ji Chenxi quickly scanned through the entire bookshelf with his ten eyes, then stopped at the "How to catch what belongs to him" manual.

Suddenly, the entire bookshelf took the initiative to open towards the left. In Ji Chenxi's line of sight, a red wooden door slowly appeared.

He was so happy that his hands were trembling. He couldn't wait to open the door but remembered that it was locked. He took out the lock tool he had prepared and opened the door after a while.

His mood was getting more and more impassioned, even a little bit excited. He almost ran into the house, almost forgetting to be on guard.

That's right, if Mu Wanrong was even more vicious and installed the second mechanism, then she would have been struck by the rain of swords, and she would have fallen immediately!

Fortunately, God bless him!

However, when he saw the familiar figure curled up on the ground with his eyes tightly shut, without the slightest bit of movement, looking like a dead person, the excitement in his heart instantly vanished and was replaced by a heart-wrenching pain.

Other than the fact that he couldn't see any blood, the scene before his eyes was just like what he had imagined!

"Gu Rou!"

He rushed over and picked her up.

When he saw that her face was haggard and pale to the point that there was not even a speck of blood on it, he felt as if his heart had been cut apart.

"Little thing, I'm sorry for being late. I'm sorry." After fusing her into his arms and sticking his face into her messy hair, Ji Chenxi remorsefully and pitifully repented. Then, he lifted her face and deeply kissed his.

He didn't know that Gu Rou had actually fainted due to hunger. Although Mu Wanrong didn't want her to die, he definitely made her suffer. Ever since he gave her a steamed bun and a cup of cold water in the morning, Aunt Fang had never appeared again.

In the evening, she was so hungry that she started beating the door again. She even shouted, but there was no response from outside. In the end, she lost all her strength and fainted.

Otherwise, if she was awake, and Ji Chenxi made such a ruckus outside, he probably would have detected much and cried for help a long time ago.

Fortunately, he found her!

"Little girl, don't be afraid. It's over. In the future, I will never let you get hurt again. Never again." He kept kissing her, holding her, rubbing her body, using his body temperature to give her warmth, completely forgetting that this was not the time to stay.

Just like this, he kissed for who knows how long until the person in his arms started to stir.

Gu Rou finally woke up, but her mind was still in a mess, to the point that she was unable to differentiate the situation in front of her eyes. Her heavy eyelids opened bit by bit, and looking at the strange and familiar male face in front of her, her blurry eyes revealed a confused and confused look.

The voice was low, heavy, a little hoarse, almost indistinct.

Ji Chenxi still heard it, and his back instantly stiffened as his mouth pulled away from her lips. Looking at her, he was both surprised and happy.

She woke up!

Furthermore, the moment he woke up, he said …

Steamed Pigeon?

Was this what she had just muttered?

You want to eat a pigeon when you're hungry?

Furthermore, it was steamed?

Weren't all the pigeons roasted? How could there be steam? Was this a traditional method from her hometown? Or perhaps, he was dreaming of a steamed pigeon just now?

Heh heh, silly girl, really silly.

"Do you want to eat pigeons? Fine, your husband will take you out to buy them for you later. I'll grill them for you!" He pinched her cheek and smiled in response. Then he remembered to leave.

Actually, he had planned to take advantage of the fire to look around, to make sure that the little girl was inside, and then temporarily leave, and wait for Mu Wanrong to take the initiative to take her out, then he planned to take her away. But now, seeing that the little girl's situation was more serious than he had imagined, as though she could disappear at any time, he couldn't care less, and wanted to take her away immediately!

He could bet that Ji Ziqian would listen to his instructions and keep it a secret without causing any unnecessary trouble, bet that he would rely on his own feelings and experiences to find the room where she was imprisoned, but he wasn't sure if Mu Wanrong would save her or not.

The old woman might not have wanted her to die, but at this critical moment, under the urging of benefits, she might have allowed herself to be sacrificed. After all, in the eyes of this vicious old woman, a human's life was like an ant's.

Without delay, he picked up the cute girl in his arms again and quickly walked outside.

When he finally ran out of the side hall, he discovered that the fire had already been extinguished and the night was quiet. In front of him was a large group of people. Countless fiery gazes simultaneously gathered on his body.