Chapter 287: The Dirty Old Taoist Priest
Liu Yu in the crowd was wearing a tattered long coat that had not been washed for who knows how long, and his posture was hunched alertly.
The hands exposed to the cold wind were not as white as they looked in reality. Instead, they were red and mottled, covered with frostbite scars.
Not only that, every part of her body was completely different from the Liu Yu in Zhuang Moxing's mind.
It was hard for Zhuang Moxing to recognize her accurately from such a back view.
At this time, Liu Yu was carefully moving through the crowd, trying his best to avoid colliding with others. If he was bumped into by someone, he would bow his head and apologize immediately.
Cautiousness is perfectly portrayed in her at this moment.
But despite her caution, she was still deliberately knocked down and harassed by an old man with a long beard and a thick Taoist robe.
"How dare you, a lowly person, run around in broad daylight? Who gave you the guts?!"
A trace of fear flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, and the old man in Taoist robe kicked her in the waist and abdomen as soon as he finished speaking.
This man seemed to be an old Taoist priest with special powers. His kick was so powerful that it instantly sent the thin Liu Yu flying.
People who were hurriedly passing by quickly stepped aside, only daring to take a quick glance before moving away without stopping, as if they were afraid to meddle in other people's business.
Liu Yu fell to the ground. The pain in her abdomen made her gasp and she couldn't utter a word. Her face, which was deliberately painted black, was wrinkled in pain.
She used all her strength to get up, squatted on the ground, holding her aching stomach, and bowed her head to apologize to the old Taoist priest.
"Yes, I'm sorry."
Her hoarse voice was like a broken gong. The old Taoist glared at her with disgust and immediately cursed himself for being short-sighted.
I thought she was a slender and timid young wife, but she turned out to be a tattered dying maggot, and my patience was instantly gone.
He glared fiercely at the guard beside him, and the guard took over the conversation in a flattering and arrogant manner:
"Everyone knows how precious Taoists are these days. Look at how powerful Taoist Zhuang is in City A. He's a true hero in our apocalyptic world! Taoist Huang is his fellow disciple. If you bump into Taoist Huang and injure him, can you afford the compensation?"
Haha, what an arrogant "old" junior brother that Zhuang Moxing himself doesn't even know about, who acts in such a dirty way.
Liu Yu's body, which was almost submerged in the dust, concealed a pair of tenacious and unyielding spirit. The reason she could survive to this day was nothing else but her ability to withstand fights and know when to act.
She knew that she would not be able to escape a beating today, so she lowered her attitude very much, at least to prevent those who wanted to attack her from being too cruel.
really.
The next second, the guard glanced at her skinny body with disdain, waved his hand and let the men behind him beat her up, and he helped the cursing Taoist Huang away.
A flurry of punches and kicks immediately attacked Liu Yu from all sides. She tried to curl herself up into a ball to protect her head and internal organs.
Being beaten is nothing, as long as I can survive...
However, such a routine beating was very painful in Zhuang Moxing's eyes.
"Xiao Yu!"
The moment Liu Yu was kicked down by the old Taoist priest, Zhuang Moxing could no longer stand. He waved away the invisible membrane in front of him and was about to rush forward.
But when he rushed into the crowd, he penetrated the bodies of passers-by and also Liu Yu's body.
At this moment, he was colorless and invisible, like a ghost, and had no way to stop the evil deeds before his eyes!
He had no control over what Liu Yu would go through next and could only watch her endure it with a painful look on her face.
At this moment, Zhuang Moxing seemed to have lost his mind. He rushed to the old Taoist priest, his hair standing on end, and shouted in anger: "You deserve to die!"
Then he used all his supernatural moves, various talismans, and forbidden formations!
They tried everything without caring whether the attacks would be effective or not, but unsurprisingly, all of them failed.
Until the old Taoist priest's back disappeared around the corner of the street, he was unable to hurt him at all.
When the guys who were "punishing" Liu Yu saw the old Taoist priest leave, they gradually slowed down their beatings.
One of them said, "That's enough! If we keep fighting, this woman will die. Now that Taoist Huang has walked away, let's take this opportunity to have a couple of drinks and take a break before going back!"
"Hehehe, the captain is smart. When he comes back later, he'll say that this guy is unconvinced and wants to resist. We'll punish him for a while longer."
"Captain, I know a newly opened pub. The liquor there is diluted with less water and is quite pure. I want you to go and try it."
"Okay! Let's go!"
A group of people dispersed in a noise, and passers-by who were afraid to avoid them swarmed into the middle of the road again, their legs and feet just barely brushing against Liu Yu's body as they passed by.
Liu Yu wisely dragged his painful body to the side of the road, with a pair of exceptionally clear almond-shaped eyes on his dark face.
At this moment, she stared straight at the dark sky and breathed a sigh of relief. She had survived...
The icy wind froze the bloodstains on her forehead.
When she was rejoicing that she could live a few more days, what she couldn't see were Zhuang Moxing's almost crazy red eyes.
Zhuang Moxing has never felt so powerless. What kind of dream was this? Why did he have to watch his beloved suffer but be unable to intervene!
He was carrying everything he had with him when he fell into a coma. However, he could not deliver any of the spring water that could restore his strength or the medicine that could stop the bleeding.
That invisible barrier blocked all his actions!
He was kneeling beside Liu Yu at this time, and his big, bony hand gently stroked Liu Yu's cracked cheek.
Although his palms were pressed tightly against it, he felt no sense of reality, nor did Liu Yu.
Zhuang Moxing felt so much pain at this moment that his heart seemed to be bleeding!
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