In Another World, Everyone Want to Kill Me! Chapter 315: Escape from the Tomb

Yet what else could he do?

Back then, when Rong Qinglei had died right before his eyes, he had felt utterly useless.

He could only stand there and watch, unable to do anything.

He was clearly a doctor, yet he could not save his own patient.

That feeling of helplessness was truly unbearable.

"You!" Yue Mingxuan glared at Rong Zishen in anger.

Rong Zishen rely smiled as if he had done nothing wrong at all.

"If you still hate for that matter, why not just kill yourself and go accompany that useless Rong Qinglei?" Rong Zishen said casually. "Though I should thank you. I was going to deal with him sooner or later anyway. Him dying to save you saved quite a bit of trouble."

With his usual irritating attitude, Rong Zishen spoke these words.

Yue Mingxuan wished he could tear him into pieces, but at this mont, he was completely powerless.

The acupoints on his body had not been released.

The sensation of ants biting at him still lingered.

Although he could move slightly, he had no idea which acupoints had been sealed.

All he could do was hate Rong Zishen inwardly, unable to take any real action.

"Just you wait. One day, I’ll cut you into a thousand pieces!" Yue Mingxuan said, though he knew he could do nothing to him right now.

"You want to cut into a thousand pieces? Why don’t I try it on you first?" Rong Zishen smiled as he pulled out a dagger and idly gesturing it across Yue Mingxuan’s body. "Where do you think I should start?"

Yue Mingxuan was indeed afraid, but he still forced himself to act brave. "Just start wherever you like. I’m not afraid at all!"

"Since you say that, why not start with that ugly face of yours?" Rong Zishen said as he moved the blade across his face. "I’ve heard a Ger like you care so much about your looks. Even if you look like this, you must still care, right?"

Yue Mingxuan said nothing.

He was truly afraid, but he did not know what else to do.

He could only silently circulate his internal energy while attempting to use whatever techniques he could to protect himself.

Just as the blade was about to fall, Rong Zishen was suddenly shoved aside by a swift figure.

That figure was none other than Shang Qinghua.

Although they had just argued monts ago, Shang Qinghua still believed this was a personal matter.

And so, he would not stand by and watch Yue Mingxuan co to harm.

Of course, the timing was crucial.

If he had acted rashly earlier, it would have alerted Rong Zishen.

But when he saw the dagger pass across Yue Mingxuan’s face, he could no longer hold back.

What if Yue Mingxuan’s face had truly been cut?

Even if Yue Mingxuan’s face was not considered beautiful, Shang Qinghua still liked him very much.

If that face had been slashed, he would have been deeply distressed.

Moreover, he truly did not want to witness soone he liked being hard right in front of him ever again.

He had experienced that feeling once and he never wanted to go through it a second ti.

This ti, he would protect Yue Mingxuan properly and never allow him to be hurt again in his presence.

"I won’t let Yue Mingxuan suffer such humiliation again," Shang Qinghua said coldly as he stared at Rong Zishen, whose sharp eyes glared back just as fiercely.

Yue Mingxuan watched the two n confronting each other.

After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Um... could you first release my acupoints?"

Please, his whole body was numb and aching unbearably!

This Shang Qinghua... He saved him, but didn’t finish the job, leaving his acupoints sealed.

The sensation was far too uncomfortable; he felt he could not endure it much longer.

Without another word, Shang Qinghua quickly released the acupoints on his body.

Finally feeling so relief, Yue Mingxuan let out a breath and said, "Rong Zishen, I’m going to fight you to the death!"

Rong Zishen’s gaze carried a trace of amusent.

This Yue Mingxuan was truly overestimating himself.

After all, he had spent years on the battlefield; his experience was far beyond anything Yue Mingxuan could imagine.

However, the previous battle was still fresh in Yue Mingxuan’s mind and he knew very well that he was no match for Rong Zishen.

He had already learned the consequences of forcing himself earlier, so he would not be foolish again.

"I really can’t beat you," Yue Mingxuan said, then leaned against Shang Qinghua.

Although he still could not read Shang Qinghua’s thoughts, at this mont, having him there felt incredibly reassuring.

He felt an overwhelming sense of safety.

Shang Qinghua quietly moved to shield him behind his back, the aning clear.

Rong Zishen knew he could not defeat Shang Qinghua and the vicious look on his face grew even darker. "Do you think just because I let you escape once, I’ll let you escape a second ti?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly and four shadow guards appeared beside him.

Shang Qinghua chuckled softly and made a gesture as well.

Mo Yi arrived with several shadow guards of his own.

"Hold on to ," Shang Qinghua said before taking Yue Mingxuan with him and vanishing from Rong Zishen’s sight.

Rong Zishen hurried to chase after them, only to find that Shang Qinghua had already disappeared without a trace.

"After them! Go after them!" he shouted.

But when he looked around, he realized that all of his shadow guards had already been taken down by Shang Qinghua’s n.

Moreover, he could not report Yue Mingxuan’s "resurrection" to the Emperor.

If he did, it would reveal that he himself had co to the tomb, which is sothing no royal should be doing.

Damn it!

The hatred in Rong Zishen’s eyes was so intense it seed as if it could pierce through Yue Mingxuan’s retreating figure.