Chapter 697

The roars of various magical beasts could still be faintly heard.

It looked like the weather was about to change.

He didn't know whether tomorrow the blue sky would be on top, or the yellow sky would be on top.

Zhao Chi didn't dare take the main road, nor even a small path.

Wherever it was dark, that's where he went.

His speed grew faster and faster as he ran.

Stab!

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his foot.

Whoosh~

A small fire formation suddenly appeared.

Orange-yellow firelight appeared in this dark environment, so bright that Zhao Chi couldn't open his eyes.

Damn!

Zhao Chi cursed under his breath and quickly leapt aside.

But the fire formation had already been triggered, and he couldn't completely dodge it.

Boom!

The fire formation exploded.

Zhao Chi was sent flying.

Damn it…

Who the hell set up a fire formation here?

Zhao Chi felt pain all over his body.

He immediately pulled out a medicinal pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Enduring the pain, he threw off the burning iron armor on his body.

Streaks of flame were also chasing and burning across his body.

He couldn't spare the time for the pain, and rubbed hard against the ground.

While extinguishing the flames, he also scraped off the skin on his body.

It really fucking hurts…

Zhao Chi lay motionless on the ground, the medicinal pill slowly restoring him.

After a while, Zhao Chi recovered a little.

He didn't rush to stand up, but carefully observed his surroundings.

But the surroundings were quiet, with only that fire formation still burning.

It was probably set up here by someone fleeing, right?

Zhao Chi didn't wait any longer, immediately scrambled up, and rushed away from the place.

But before he'd taken two steps, he once again felt something trip his foot.

Thud!

His heart was greatly on guard.

He quickly rolled to one side.

But this time, nothing happened.

Could it be a rock?

No, the feel wasn't right.

Zhao Chi borrowed the firelight not far away and looked toward the spot that had tripped him.

He saw the figure of a woman.

That woman was lying face-down on the ground; Zhao Chi must have just kicked her head.

No wonder the feel wasn't right.

The fire formation was probably set up by her.

Was that woman dead?

It had nothing to do with me.

Zhao Chi didn't plan to bother with her.

Whether man or woman, alive or dead, Zhao Chi planned to ignore her—escaping with his own life came first.

But the moment he stood up, he suddenly noticed a golden firelight glinting off the woman's body.

That wasn't the color of flame—it was the color of the armor on her body.

Jin Jia!

Nobility!

Zhao Chi couldn't help but look at her face.

Her face was pressed against the ground, with her hair covering half of it.

But Zhao Chi still felt she looked somewhat familiar.

Zhao Chi didn't know many female nobles.

So…

Zhao Chi carefully approached, then used his index finger to brush aside the hair on her face.

Zhao Tan!

How could she be here?

Zhao Chi hurriedly looked around — pitch-black everywhere, no movement at all.

He shook Zhao Tan's arm: "Hey, Zhao Tan, wake up."

Zhao Tan: "…"

Zhao Chi slipped his fingers under her nose — he couldn't feel any breath.

But her body was still warm to the touch.

She should still be alive.

Zhao Chi pulled out a high-grade Life Pill and stuffed it into her mouth.

But an unconscious person can't swallow.

Forcing it down her throat could even cause her to choke to death.

The only option now was a healing spiritual technique.

But Zhao Chi didn't know any.

What to do?

Leave her here?

Shaa shaa shaa shaa!

Footsteps!

Zhao Chi's hair stood on end.

He immediately ran several meters away.

Looking back, he saw a few zombies slowly approaching.

They seemed to have been drawn over by the firelight and the explosion.

Or perhaps by the scent of Zhao Tan, a human?

The zombies moved slowly, but they were about to reach Zhao Tan.

If it was only zombies…

He could save her!

Zhao Chi rushed over, hoisted Zhao Tan onto his shoulder in one motion, and left carefully and quickly.

Zhao Chi still had some reservations about saving Zhao Tan.

Although Zhao Tan didn't seem to have any bad history, she was after all a female noble — bringing her along was too dangerous.

But they had already left the main battlefield; the further they went toward the countryside, the fewer rebels there should be.

Besides, he had just saved Zhao Quan, and Zhao Quan had given him a gold treasure chest.

If he saved Zhao Tan this time, even if she was only a low-ranking noble, she'd have to give him at least a silver treasure chest, right?

Even if she gave him nothing, at the very least she'd owe Zhao Chi a favor.