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However, as the air brushed against her face, a slight jolt was felt. The female officer opened her eyes and realized they had already landed, with this seemingly slender young man carrying her as he sprinted away.
Before she could feel embarrassed, she was shocked by his ability; he had just jumped down from the sixth floor, a height of over ten meters. At that height, just jumping alone would likely break one's legs, let alone carrying someone else. Yet, she hadn't felt any significant impact, only a slight tremor. Moreover, he was running so fast while holding her, almost like flying. Although she wasn't heavy, she still weighed over a hundred pounds.
It was impressive enough to run while carrying an adult, let alone at such speed; he could practically compete in the Olympics.
For a moment, the female officer gazed at his handsome face illuminated by the moonlight, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with surprise.
Ye Mingshang paid no attention to what the female officer was thinking; he was focused solely on running toward a specific location. He had already sensed something was off; there were still many people gathering outside, and those downstairs showed no intention of hiding their presence—they were acting completely brazen.
If what the female officer said was true, then those people were likely the rioters from Xinjiang. He couldn't believe they had become so audacious as to openly engage in gunfire in the city—utterly lawless.
The area was too cramped, and the opponents had many guns and skilled fighters. Even though Ye Mingshang had transcended ordinary limits and entered the realm of Human Immortal, he still preferred not to confront them directly. While it wouldn't be difficult to take them down if he wanted to, he didn't wish to get too involved; unless absolutely unavoidable, even if gunfire erupted next door, he would ignore it.
When those armed individuals burst into the room outside the door, they were stunned to find it completely empty. One person glanced at the open window and looked outside; they could barely see the two figures who had already run far away and were immediately taken aback.
"This is the sixth floor!" one exclaimed in shock.
In fact, Ye Mingshang would dare to jump even from the sixteenth floor. Now that he had opened the door and attained Human Immortal cultivation, besides an extended lifespan, he also possessed short-distance flying abilities. If he could fly, then gliding down from a height was nothing.
Ignoring how shocked others were, he continued to run quickly because many people were gathering around him, most of whom carried obvious killing intent—most likely extremists. If this were in a desert or wilderness, killing them wouldn't be an issue. But this was a city; indiscriminately killing anyone would undoubtedly cause a huge uproar regardless of whether they were terrorists or not. In that case, he'd be wanted by the state, which would be troublesome.
Thus, for various reasons, he reluctantly chose to evade them. Although it felt frustrating, there was nothing he could do.
There were many terrorists and spies from Wa Country in the city. Ye Mingshang had no choice but to run with the female officer until they reached a forest outside before finally stopping.
Once she was set down, the female officer still couldn't contain her astonishment; her mouth remained in an "O" shape for quite some time without closing.
Seeing that she couldn't regain her composure after a while, Ye Mingshang glanced at her and said, "You could fit an egg in your mouth with how wide you're gaping."
The female officer awkwardly closed her mouth, but her gaze at Ye Mingshang was still filled with disbelief.
"Did I grow flowers on my face?" Ye Mingshang asked.
"What?" The female officer was puzzled and had not yet reacted.
"Otherwise, why would you keep staring at me?"
Only then did the female officer realize, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"Whoa~" A cold wind blew, causing the female officer to shiver involuntarily.
There is a saying in Xinjiang: "Wear a cotton coat in the morning and a thin garment at noon, gather around the stove to eat watermelon." This means that there is a large temperature difference between day and night here, and the weather is unpredictable. At night, the temperature is very low, and one generally needs to wear a cotton coat when going out, but she was only wearing a single layer of clothing. Moreover, after being scared by Ye Mingshang earlier, she had wet her pants, and now that the urine had cooled down, the cold wind made it feel like she was being pricked by needles, causing her to tremble.
Ye Mingshang glanced at her calmly and silently took out a talisman. "Fire Crow Fire Horse; Fire Step Universe; Fire Spirit Fire God, drive away the cold and avoid the shadows; Urgent Order!"
"Whoa!~"
As the incantation was recited, an ordinary yellow talisman suddenly ignited into a small fireball, which was now burning in Ye Mingshang's hand. It felt warm even just being near it.
"Here you go." Ye Mingshang handed the fireball to the female officer.
The female officer was shocked for a long time but gradually adapted. She looked at the small fireball he held in his hand with uncertainty and asked, "Won't it burn you?"
Ye Mingshang shook his head. "This flame is specifically for warmth; it has no harmful effects and won't ignite anything."
The female officer hesitated for a moment but feeling the coldness in her body, she still reached out to take the fireball.
"So warm~"
Though small, holding the fireball felt like embracing a heater; her entire body was no longer cold. It was warm, just like snuggling under a comfortable blanket.
Squinting her eyes comfortably for a while, the female police officer slowly came to her senses and noticed that the young man beside her was dressed even more lightly than she was. After thinking for a moment, she reached out and handed him the fireball.
"What's wrong?" Ye Mingshang asked.
"You can only make one of these fireballs, right? I'm warm enough now, so you can keep it," the female officer said.
Ye Mingshang thought to himself: I didn't expect you to have a good conscience.
He shook his head and said, "You can keep it; I'm not cold."
"But..." The female officer glanced at Ye Mingshang's bare feet. He had been in such a hurry that he hadn't even had time to put on his shoes.
Ye Mingshang took out another piece of yellow paper and softly chanted a couple of incantations. With a puff, another fireball ignited. "I can make plenty of these, so you can keep it," he said, then pinched his fingers to extinguish the fireball.
The moon was bright and the stars sparse in Xinjiang, where the vast land had far less pollution than in big cities. The sky was clear, as if washed by water, with the bright moon hanging high. The stars twinkled around it like children snuggling close to their mother, playfully sparkling as if they were being mischievous.
It was another full moon night, which always brought to mind a warm word—reunion.
Although it wasn't the fifteenth day of the eighth month, seeing the full moon still felt very familiar. However, for those alone in the world, it represented endless loneliness; the round moon symbolizing reunion only highlighted their solitude, making it painfully heart-wrenching.
(To be continued.)
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