In the icy sea water, Song Zhizhi had ntally prepared herself and even kept reminding herself to stay strong.
However, the mont she fell into the water, she was caught off guard by the sudden force of gravity, choking on a large gulp of water, and her body instinctively struggled violently. The more she did this, the deeper she sank, the more difficult it beca to breathe, and at any mont she might suffocate.
Fortunately, she felt soone beside her.
It was Luo Xiaolang.
She instantly cald down.
She knew that struggling now would only hinder Luo Xiaolang’s attempt to rescue her. So at that mont, she tried her best to remain calm, controlling herself not to struggle, allowing her body to drift in the sea. Then, Luo Xiaolang grabbed Song Zhizhi and started dragging her towards the sea surface.
Just as they reached the surface, before her head had erged, a sudden splash sounded nearby.
Holding onto Song Zhizhi, Luo Xiaolang did not stop.
She knew that if Song Zhizhi did not get a breath, she would not hold out much longer.
Even though she had a premonition that the person who had just plunged into the water might not be a rescuer.
Ever since they arrived in Beixia Country, Zhizhi had always insisted on keeping her within sight, probably because soone wanted to kill her! Hence, according to common sense, the person who would enter the water the fastest at this mont would be the assassin, not a rescuer.
She was taught these basic inferences in special lessons conducted by her master, Wei Ziming, before she beca Song Zhizhi’s bodyguard.
She understood all these simple truths.
Thus, at that mont, Luo Xiaolang put all her strength into pushing Song Zhizhi out of the water.
Song Zhizhi felt the fresh air and took a deep breath. But in the next second, without the support of Xiaolang, she sank back into the sea.
Even with just half a second of breathing, it felt much better than the suffocating sensation as if she was eting death head-on.
She forced her eyes open and saw Xiaolang being kicked by a man.
The resistance in the water was strong, but the man’s kick was powerful enough to knock Xiaolang a ter away.
Song Zhizhi knew, if not for granting her a breath, Xiaolang would not have taken the kick headlong.
Enduring the pain, Xiaolang swam back vigorously towards Zhizhi.
She grabbed Zhizhi and led her towards the speedboat she had fallen from.
Zhizhi entrusted all her trust in Xiaolang and let Xiaolang lead her towards the distant shore.
anwhile, the man was pursuing them relentlessly.
If it was only Xiaolang, she could definitely outrun him, but with Zhizhi, it was hard to tell.
Zhizhi watched as the man drew nearer.
Luckily, the speedboat was close.
Xiaolang, pulling Zhizhi along, both of them broke the surface of the water. She then tried to support Zhizhi, intending to get her on the speedboat first.
But at that mont.
Xiaolang suddenly noticed a red dot on the speedboat.
It was... the laser sight of a weapon.
Without hesitation, Xiaolang quickly pulled Zhizhi back into the sea from the speedboat.
Instantly.
A gunshot echoed over the surface of the sea.
Zhizhi even felt the whooshing sound of the bullet flying past her ear.
A shudder ran through her.
This sensation, this feeling of death, it was all too familiar.
In her previous life, she died the second after experiencing this sensation.
Even, having been resurrected from death.
She tightly grasped Xiaolang’s arm, her nails digging into Xiaolang’s skin. Unaware of the pain she was inflicting, and Xiaolang did not remind her either. Without hesitation, Xiaolang dived back into the water with Zhizhi, heading deeper into the sea.
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