Pathological Trapping - Chap 49
Mu Jian’s face changed and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the arrow, but it was pitch black over there and he could not see anything.
　　Mu Jian grabbed Li Dezhuang and ran away.
　　Two people were running in the street.
　　Li Dezhuang seemed to be able to hear the footsteps of death approaching behind him.
　　As long as there are fewer people around, there will be a dinging sound, the sound of metal hitting the ground.
　　Mu Jian didn’t dare to drag Li Dezhuang on the main road anymore, so he could only run on the narrow and difficult-to-aim paths. He was not familiar with the outer city, and he didn’t know where he was running.
　　There was a series of footsteps behind me.
　　Li Dezhuang looked back in the middle.
　　There were several people in black clothes behind them, and the knives in their hands were flashing a frightening cold light.
　　For several moments, Li Dezhuang was afraid that Mu Jian would shake off his hand and push him directly into the group of people chasing them behind him, buying time for his own escape.
　　But Mu Jian didn’t.
　　The hand that held his was very tight.
　　It was so tight that it seemed to crush his bones. It was so tight that Li Dezhuang suspected that he might need to pry them apart with something and exert all his strength.
　　Li Dezhuang ran out of breath.
　　”Your Highness… I…”
　　I can’t run anymore.
　　I really can’t run anymore.
　　Mu Jian looked back at him and also saw the killer approaching from behind.
　　He gritted his teeth, went into a more remote alley, hid Li Dezhuang behind some sundries, and hurriedly said, “Hide well,” before running away alone.
　　The spring evening breeze still felt a little cool on Shen Sang.
　　Chaotic footsteps and a black figure ran past Li Dezhuang.
　　The terrifying cold light in the dark night also flashed by.
　　The surroundings fell into an unprecedented silence.
　　Any sound is infinitely amplified in such a dark night.
　　The cat on the roof, meowing. The wind blowing the leaves, each sound struck Li Dezhuang’s heart, causing his fragile nerves to be stretched endlessly, waiting for the moment when he could no longer control himself and was about to break.
　　In such a quiet environment, he was floating up and down.
　　Weak hands and feet.
　　He was afraid that if he stuck his head out, he would see a large knife hanging high in the air, flashing with cold light.
　　Then, before he could see the other person’s face clearly, there was a whoosh.
　　The blade falls.
　　His head fell off.
　　Mu Jian held his head and trembled.
　　He didn’t know how long he needed to hide, or whether he should run outside.
　　He wanted Mu Jian to come back.
　　Mu Jian is the only friend he can trust in this world.
　　But as time passed, he didn’t hear any movement, nor did he hear the smiling voice of Guard Li, or Shouzhi, or even Shoushou. Nothing…
　　The blood flows upstream.
　　The heartbeat was deafening.
　　He slowly stretched out his sight a little bit and searched in the darkness.
　　There is no big sword hanging high.
　　There was no one chasing them.
　　Li Dezhuang walked out step by step, along the alley, and slowly came to the main road. He was a little hesitant, not knowing where to go.
　　I have limited money on me, so I can’t run far even if I run away.
　　The house he had asked Shang Yin to reserve was far away from here, and who knew if he would be killed on the way.
　　And Li Dezhuang was very worried about Mu Jian.
　　I was afraid that he would die in an unknown corner…
　　Chapter 39 Your Highness, He is a Man
　　Li Dezhuang walked aimlessly on the street like a corpse.
　　He suddenly felt that the capital city was so big.
　　It was so big that he had no way of finding Mu Jian.
　　In fact, he could easily escape now.
　　But he really had no choice but to allow Mu Jian, who had been with him for so many years, to have no news at all.
　　Although he was afraid of him and worried that he would poke his ass one day, the feelings they had for each other for so many years were real.
　　For several years, Li Dezhuang would feel heartbroken even if he raised a cat or a dog, let alone a living person.
　　I don’t know if it’s the protagonist’s halo that played a role.
　　When Li Dezhuang was about to give up, he heard a heavy breathing sound coming from the water tank beside him. He slowly opened the lid with shaking hands.
　　A cold light suddenly cut through the darkness.
　　The knife stopped abruptly less than a centimeter away from Li Dezhuang’s neck.
　　Mu Jian’s voice was weak.
　　”Guard Li…”
　　Probably because the previous blow had used up all of Mu Jian’s accumulated strength. After saying this, he could no longer stand, and his legs softened and he was about to fall back into the tank.
　　Li Dezhuang quickly grabbed the man and dragged him out with gritted teeth. His fingertips touched sticky blood.
　　Li Dezhuang’s blood vessels were about to burst with fear.
　　What if he died?!
　　Help, help, who will save him?
　　Who can come and save him!
　　Li Dezhuang didn’t know when he started crying until a cold hand touched his cheek. Mu Jian’s voice was weak and he said, “Don’t cry…”
　　Li Dezhuang sniffed.
　　He lowered his head and cried out loud.
　　”Why don’t I lead them away…”
　　Mu Jian smiled, “How could I bear to do that?”
　　His smile was too pale to be looked at.
　　Li Dezhuang felt even more sad.
　　It’s not Mu Jian’s character to sacrifice himself for others!
　　He gritted his teeth and carried Mu Jian on his back.
　　She was clearly just a child who used to grab the corner of his clothes and act like a spoiled child, but without realizing it, she had grown taller and stronger than him.
　　Li Dezhuang could hardly carry Mu Jian.
　　Walk out with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
　　He walked and cried.
　　”I’ll find a doctor for you… I still have some money on me, and I’ll take good care of you. You’ll definitely survive, and you’ll sit on the throne. I’m still waiting for you to give me a high official position…”
