"It's a dagger," Wilson sighed and whispered, "Gong Zihua uses a counter-edged dagger."

"Anti-blade dagger?"

Wilson was about to speak when he was coldly interrupted by Ximen Longting: "Wilson, shut up!"

Jing Jiaren didn't need any further explanation from them, she already understood... Is the reverse-edged dagger the kind that sticks in and hooks, and cuts the wound hard when you pull it out?

"If you continue like this, you will bleed to death!" Jing Jiaren was stunned.

Ximen Longting curled his lips and rubbed her head: "It's not that serious."

"But it's been more than an hour now, why doesn't the bleeding stop?"

If you can't find the exit anymore, you will have to spend time here...

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank and she wanted to tear off her clothes and continue bandaging him, but that was all she wore.

"Ximen Longting, would you please take off your shirt and bandage it again?"

"..."

"You must have not packed it properly..."

"It's useless," Ximen Longting was about to say something, when she saw a huge teardrop that couldn't stop falling from her eyes, "Okay, I'll take off my clothes and bandage it again."

In fact, it is not a matter of bandaging at all, the wound is too big...

He pulled off his shirt, and Wilson took out a short knife from his boot, cut the shirt into strips, and stabbed it around his abdomen.

"Has the bleeding stopped? It doesn't seem like it's flowing anymore."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, how do you feel? Stop it, right?"

Ximen Longting's face was a little pale, and he hooked her chin with his slender fingers: "Well, it feels good. The bandage you gave me...I feel better than taking medicine and injections."

Seeing the blood-red cloth being covered, Jing Jiaren felt briefly relieved.

But after a while, there was blood staining the newly tied cloth strips.

They chose another intersection and walked for more than 20 minutes, returning to the place where they had just bandaged Ximen Longting...

Because there were strips of cloth and buttons that had just fallen on the ground.

"Master, I can confirm this time that we have really been circling in place." Wilson picked up the buttons on the ground with a deep look on his face.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were locked tightly on Ximen Longting's face...

Although he has been pretending to be nonchalant, his steps are not as steady as at the beginning of the period.

If he walks too much, he will get tired.

You can tell by looking at his pace that he is very tired...

Every few minutes, Jing Jiaren would ask him if he wanted to rest and if he was tired.

"How about you sit down and rest for a while?" Jing Jiaren held his hand, "I'll rest with you."

"I'm not tired." Ximen Longting stared at her forcefully, showing off.

Jing Jiaren leaned against the wall and squatted down slowly: "Then I'm very tired and can't walk anymore. Can I rest?"

"Miss Jing... we should find a way out as soon as possible," Wilson, who was also seriously injured, pressed his shoulder. "Otherwise, they will catch up and we will be in trouble."

Jing Jiaren is actually desperate. Now she is taken away by Gong Zihua's people. Ximen Longting can still be saved...

He may not necessarily kill Ximen Longting, because he still wants to keep Jing Jiaren alive, and she can actually negotiate terms.

Instead, he stayed. If it took another two hours, Ximen Longting would be dead.

Jing Jiaren raised her head bitterly: "Ximen Longting, can we..."

"Can't!"

Before she finished speaking, he seemed to know what she was going to say.
Chapter completed!