"This won't work if we keep running like this. We're too slow." Li Baitian was frantic.
Pei Qingyue was an ordinary person and had yet to recover from her serious injuries. She simply could not run fast.
An Xiaotong was somewhat faster, but her injuries were too severe. In just a short while, crimson blood had seeped through the white bandages around her abdomen.
"One person carries one." Bai Ye directly swept An Xiaotong into his arms. "Hold on tight."
An Xiaotong nodded, wrapping her slender arms around Bai Ye's neck. The fragrance of Snow in Spring Letter mingled with a young girl's scent and filled his nostrils.
"Doctor Pei, get on. I'll carry you." Li Baitian hurriedly crouched down. At a time like this, Pei Qingyue could not afford to be picky, so she quickly jumped onto his back.
Their speed abruptly increased.
Bai Ye and Li Baitian used Sky-Stepping, leaping directly into the trees and continuously springing through the air with the trunks as footholds. They soon left the Mutant Rats crawling on the ground far behind.
But at that moment, Bai Ye suddenly felt a warning in his heart. The alert instinct unique to two-fifteenths of the Dragon frantically sounded the alarm.
He did not hesitate in the slightest...
Time Stop—!
Buzz!
A slender sniper bullet froze right before his eyes, with layer upon layer of ripples from the torn air trailing behind it.
Fuck! A sniper!
The sniper rifle bullet was too fast. If not for his instinctive warning, he would not even have had time to react. His head might have already been blown off.
Though a headshot would not kill him, how would he crack jokes afterward?
After all, every joke needed a punchline.
Following the trajectory of the sniper bullet, Bai Ye quickly