"Zhou Yuan has set up a barrier, and the spirits can't get in."
"Even if you can sneak in with the help of my beast tribe's true body, you must seal off all your spiritual energy."
"And in Yunmeng Hall, the spirit race can't even dream of setting foot in it."
"So the Hall Master doesn't have to worry."
Yun Xuchen's tone was concise, clear, and powerful. Liang Meng, however, disagreed, thinking that Yun Xuchen was overconfident.
It was her responsibility to pour some cold water on him and wake him up.
"Yun Xuchen, look."
Liang Meng said, and raised the "pig's trotter" in front of Yun Xuchen. He shook it diligently, enduring the severe pain.
"What are you looking at?"
Yun Xuchen clearly didn't understand Liang Meng's mysterious actions. His charming lake-colored eyes looked at Liang Meng in confusion.
Liang Meng's little heart beat violently uncontrollably.
This man... is so handsome!
"Look at my hands."
Wiping the drool that was flowing to the corner of her lips, Liang Meng pushed the "pig's trotter" closer to Yun Xuchen as she spoke, almost poking it into Yun Xuchen's eyes.
"That spirit not only broke into Zhou Yuan, but also into Yunmeng Hall. Not only did they come in, they kidnapped me, and then they beat me half to death."
He clicked his tongue twice, pouted and shook his head.
"I think...you're being overconfident."
Yun Xuchen: ...
His usually cold face showed a rare hint of embarrassment.
Humph, I let you look down on me, and now you’re slapped in the face.
During the fight and bickering with Yun Xuchen, this was the first time Liang Meng saw Yun Xuchen with such an embarrassed expression.
He was so proud of himself that he looked up with his nose in the air and hummed an unknown tune.
That arrogant and asking for a beating look is really laughable.
Yun Xuchen lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the emotion that shouldn't have appeared in his eyes. When he looked up again, his expression was serious and indifferent.
"The day after Legend posted the notice, when the Hall Master was manipulating his spiritual power on those people, did he feel a sudden, different sensation towards anyone? A tingling sensation, or perhaps a burning sensation?"
Liang Meng was still showing off with his pig's trotter in his hand. When he heard Yun Xuchen ask this, he thought he was just making small talk to ease the awkwardness.
The smile on his face gradually faded until he saw the undeniable majesty in Yun Xuchen's eyes.
He tilted his head slightly, his brows knitted together, and nibbled a finger against his lips, replaying the events of that day in his mind.
There were so many people that day that I don’t remember anything special except the huge noise and the heads of different sizes, some black, some gray, and some white.
Also, the various problems raised by those people are just trivial matters that don’t matter.
Just raise your hand and it will be solved.
The one who left the deepest impression on me was the short man who blamed his wife for her infertility.
etc. etc.
Infertility? Short men?
"You remember?"
Yun Xuchen looked at Liang Meng with a look of sudden enlightenment, knowing that she must have remembered something.
Liang Meng turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she looked at Yun Xuchen and nodded foolishly.
"The other day there was a short man who said his wife was infertile, uh... couldn't have children. It took me a while to realize it wasn't his wife's problem, it was his problem. He simply couldn't have children."
"I tell you, this man has no sense of responsibility. When he thought the problem was with his wife, he was sarcastic and cold towards her. Later..."
"Say it's useful!"
Yun Xuchen sternly stopped Liang Meng from going off on a tangent.
Liang Meng was suddenly yelled at, and she shrank back in fear, nodding repeatedly. Her brows knitted even tighter, and she once again looked like she was trying hard to recall something.
"...I remember when I was manipulating his spiritual power. There were so many people there, and they were constantly pushing and shoving. He lost his balance and rushed towards me, so of course I dodged. At that time...it seemed to be my wrist."
Liang Meng raised his intact hand and looked at it, then pointed to the area just below his palm.
"Right here, it stung like a bug."
"That's it."
"Yes? What is it?"
"That man is from the Eldar clan, and he controlled you."
Liang Meng's face was full of disbelief.
That man who is short, ugly and infertile controls her?
"But...I didn't feel anything unusual at the time."
Liang Meng said this as she moved to sit down on the bed very close to Yun Xuchen.
"He's not stupid, so of course he won't take you away in public."
"Then he..." How did he take her away?
Yun Xuchen saw what Liang Meng was asking, and he opened his thin lips slightly and uttered something shocking.
"At midnight, when the hall master walked out of Yunmeng Hall, he was waiting outside the door and took you away."
"Then, then, then... you just said that the spirits can't enter Yunmeng Hall, so... how did that person get in?"
Liang Meng asked a key question without realizing it. Yun Xuchen moved slightly and changed his sitting position.
Say what you have already thought of in your mind.
"To facilitate the entry of so many people, there was no barrier around Yunmeng Hall that day."
"profound."
Liang Meng's little brain wasn't very bright, and Yun Xuchen's words were so serious that she felt they were completely believable. The question was easily dismissed.
A piercing itch ran through the tightly wrapped fingers. It was the ointment melting and seeping in, and Liang Meng had to endure it every day.
I couldn't move or scratch, and even the slightest bend of my fingers was excruciatingly painful.
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