Miss Truth
Chapter 181 - 116: Ruan Lang Lost (2)

Chapter 181: Chapter 116: Ruan Lang Lost (2)

Ran Yan immediately dropped to the ground, and with a swoosh, a knife flashing cold light flew over her head and embedded itself in the tree trunk ahead, the blade humming loudly.

Without a moment’s breath, another whooshing sound of wind approached.

Ran Yan quickly flipped over, her eyes wide as she watched a large wooden bat as thick as an arm attack her face. Without any time to focus on anything else, she lifted her dagger to block the bat.

But the strength of the person was clearly much greater than Ran Yan’s, and her block only served as a fierce buffer; the bat still struck the top of her head, but with weakened force, sparing her from being knocked unconscious.

Ran Yan rolled away from the attacker’s range and, after catching her breath, she saw the assailant: dressed in black, their entire head was tightly wrapped, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The light in the forest was too dim, and before Ran Yan could adjust her unsettled fright and vision, the black-clad person’s bat wind swept over again.

The shorter the weapon, the greater the danger. Ran Yan, although armed with a sharp dagger, was forced to keep retreating by her opponent’s long bat. The person aimed for Ran Yan’s head, and a moment of inattention could result in her being knocked out. Besides, the assailant was obviously skilled in martial arts and, even if not highly skilled, was not an opponent Ran Yan could match. After two exchanges, her arms were hit several times, the pain causing her to break out in a sweat. Yet, she dared not loosen her grip on the short dagger that was her only lifeline.

The bat-wielder’s speed faltered twice, as if surprised that Ran Yan, who likely had broken bones in her arm, could still resist so stubbornly!

After these brief pauses, an even more violent attack followed! But for Ran Yan, these short moments of respite were enough. Bearing the pain, she stealthily took out a packet of medicinal powder and flung it towards her adversary before the bat could reach her.

The bat, with a whooshing sound, targeted Ran Yan’s crown. This time, she had no time to dodge. Just as she felt her death was certain, the bat stopped abruptly, half an inch from her head, the cool breeze it brought numbing her scalp.

When Ran Yan looked up, she saw a burly man wielding a sword as if cutting radishes, breaking the bat in two and thrusting his sword towards the chest of the person in black. Ran Yan recognized the man as Xiao Song’s guard, named Bai Yi. Relieved, she discovered that the ground beneath her feet felt soft and not like solid earth. Just as she shifted slightly, the ground beside her foot suddenly collapsed.

"Stand still, don’t move!" Xiao Song arrived in haste, seeing the terrifying scene unfold before him. He shouted this as he flashed forward like lightning, stretching out his arm to grab Ran Yan’s waist from the collapsing ground, borrowing a bit of leverage to land back to where they started.

It all happened in the blink of an eye. Ran Yan found herself tightly embraced in Xiao Song’s broad chest, only hearing a loud crash behind her and Xiao Song taking a long breath.

Turning her head, Ran Yan saw a large pit where she had been standing. The earth had collapsed where she stepped, revealing a bunch of sharp bamboo stakes standing erect below, and she couldn’t help but gasp. If she had fallen, she would have been pierced full of holes.

It seemed the murderer had planned to take her life all along.

Regaining her composure, Ran Yan quickly warned, "Go find Ge Lan and Wan Lu!"

Xiao Song’s voice carried a husky relief, "Don’t worry, they both have suffered some injuries, but a monk from Yuncong Temple is treating them."

"What about Huan Kong?" Ran Yan asked further.

Xiao Song paused before responding, "She’s jumping around, crying vigorously. But if I had been even a minute or a half later, it would have been you who lost your life!"

Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief. The things she was most worried about had been dealt with, and she unwittingly relaxed. Xiao Song’s body carried a faint chill of dampness, his male scent enveloping her overwhelmingly. Her face was pressed tightly against his strong chest from behind her head by his hand, allowing her to clearly hear his powerful heartbeat.

The situation was somewhat awkward.

To shift her focus, Ran Yan mentally calculated and then looked up to ask, "A heartbeat of one hundred and forty per minute, is it because you’ve been idle for too long, causing your body to deteriorate?"

Xiao Song’s face darkened. Although he didn’t know what a minute was, it didn’t prevent him from understanding the meaning of the words. It seemed this act of heroism had ended with the beauty criticizing his physique! Xiao Song hummed, "Dr. Ran need not worry about me, I could run across the entire mountain range without any issue."

Due to his taller stature, Ran Yan’s crown only reached his chin, so she couldn’t see the unusual glint in the downcast eyes of Xiao Song.