The bamboo-thin man nodded. He raised his hand and waved, and the guard retreated with his back bent.
The bamboo man walked up to Liang Meng and squatted down. He stretched out two chicken claw-like fingers and placed them on Liang Meng's chin. With a little force, he lifted Liang Meng's head up.
The blood on his face was still flowing, and his eyelashes, wet with blood, were tightly closed like broken butterfly wings.
Somehow, Liang Meng, who was lifeless and soft, gave the bamboo man a perverted pleasure in his heart.
The bamboo man made two tsk-tsk sounds in his rusty throat. His Adam's apple moved up and down twice, and his thumb pressed erotically on Liang Meng's lips, which were stained with blood and were unusually red.
The soft touch caused a bit of dirty desire to rise in the eyes of the bamboo man.
This person is someone Yun Xuchen values very much. I imagine he should taste good.
As the bamboo man thought this, the light in his eyes became more and more shameless and filthy, and his hands began to behave in a disorderly manner.
It slowly moved from Liang Meng's soft and cold cheeks to her wet and cold neck, where the blood vessels were still beating slightly.
The bamboo man's breathing became a little rapid, and he pressed his fingertips on Liang Meng's neck even harder.
He didn't stop until he left a clear fingerprint.
"Let her go!"
The bamboo man bent down, and when his dirty lips were about to touch Liang Meng, an angry voice sounded behind him.
The bamboo man looked back and saw that it was Zhuo Mu.
He was surprised that Zhuo Mu could escape.
After laughing twice, the bamboo man pulled his hands away from Liang Meng's body. Without support, Liang Meng's head drooped to his chest again.
When Zhuomu saw Liang Meng like this, his pupils contracted violently.
He took a few steps forward, and as if out of nowhere, a divine power came and pushed the bamboo man far away.
The bamboo man didn't really care. Not to mention that Zhuomu was already stupid and had no spiritual power. Even if Zhuomu was healthy now, he would definitely not be his opponent.
He stood there with his arms folded across his chest for a while, admiring Zhuomu's painful cries for Liang Meng and his helpless attempts to rescue her.
The bamboo man then stepped forward and kicked Zhuomu hard, easily kicking him into the dirty sewage.
Zhuomu stood up from the water and went to untie the chains on Liang Meng's hands. The bamboo man watched and thought that people who did not know their own abilities were really ridiculous.
He just stood there and smiled for a while, then his face suddenly turned sinister.
He has other things to do now and has no time to appreciate any sad drama.
One is a stupid and useless person, and the other is a useless person who can never wake up to tell him how to remove the spell.
Since they are useless, we have no choice but to kill them.
"Since you are so reluctant to leave her, I will grant your wish and let you die with her."
As he spoke, the bamboo man took a few steps back and stood on the ground that was not soaked by the sewage.
His arms swung rapidly in the air, and as he chanted a spell, two clusters of black fire rose from his palms, like two poisonous black snakes spitting out terrifying venom.
He grinned with his purple lips and gave Zhuomu and Liang Meng one last smile, then slapped the two of them hard with his hands.
Seeing the flames coming, Zhuomu stepped forward, opened his arms and held Liang Meng tightly in his arms.
All the flames fell on Zhuo Mu's body, and then burned fiercely.
At first, Zhuomu could still stand and listen with his arms tightly wrapped around Liang Meng. Later, he could no longer bear it and let go of Liang Meng and knelt in the water.
Later, Zhuomu could no longer bear it. He raised his head and screamed, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, and then his stiff body fell backwards.
Soon, the bamboo trees completely disappeared into the sewage, and not a single ripple remained on the water's surface.
Although Liang Meng escaped the disaster thanks to Zhuo Mu's protection, it didn't mean that the bamboo man let her go.
With the same movements and spells as before, the rising black flames flew towards Liang Meng.
But this time, there was no Zhuomu in front of Liang Meng.
Liang Meng was seriously injured. Even if it weren't for the fire that could burn a person to ashes, he would have died if he had just been hit hard in the chest a few times.
If Liang Meng was hit by the flames, she would surely die and no one could save her.
Then, the bamboo man's eyes suddenly widened with excitement and amusement. He saw that the flame was knocked into the water before it got close to Liang Meng.
Then, the bamboo man saw Yun Xuchen, who looked like he had walked out of the Shura Hell, his whole body filled with murderous aura.
The scarlet eyes were filled with a ferocious look that wanted to tear something apart.
The bamboo man didn't even have the chance to resist before Yun Xuchen dismembered him.
Drops of water fell into the water with a clattering sound like raindrops. Silence returned in an instant, leaving only a thick smell of blood.
Yun Xuchen used all his strength to suppress his emotions so as not to kneel down on the ground in pain when he saw Liang Meng's miserable condition.
The man was nailed there with iron chains, a bloody mass.
His hands were shaking so much that he could hardly move them. After trying several times, Yun Xuchen finally removed the iron chain on Liang Meng's wrist and the iron hook on her palm.
With a swing of his long arm, he pulled Liang Meng, who was leaning forward, into his arms. He wanted to hold her tightly, but he was afraid of causing her more pain.
Tears welled up in his usually cold eyes, his cheeks were clenched tightly, and a wheezing sound came from his throat.
Yun Xuchen bent down and stretched out one arm to the bend of Liang Meng's legs, then hugged Liang Meng horizontally in his arms.
He didn't dare to lower his head, didn't dare to look again. He just lowered his head and rubbed it against Liang Meng's cold face.
A tear slid down from the corner of her eye, ran down Liang Meng's neck and disappeared into her clothes.
Before leaving the water dungeon with Liang Meng in his arms, Yun Xuchen suddenly thought of something, turned around, and slightly moved his hands that were placed behind Liang Meng's back towards the water surface.
With a flash of white light, a small object flew out of the water into Yun Xuchen's hand.
Yun Xuchen then turned and left.
Liang Meng was severely injured and had lost all his energy. It was extremely difficult for him to survive until now. It was impossible for him to leave the dream with Yun Xuchen.
Even if Yun Xuchen had the ability, he didn't dare to take the risk. He wouldn't even try anything that might cause him to lose her.
Yun Xuchen brought Liang Meng back to Zhuo Mansion in Yacheng.
Although Yun Xuchen had been treating Liang Meng's injuries carefully and attentively, Liang Meng never woke up.
The wounds on his body gradually scarred and healed. Although the wound on his palm was extremely serious, it was also slowly healing.
Every day, after carefully changing Liang Meng's medicine, Yun Xuchen would sit by the bed, holding Liang Meng's hand, saying nothing, just looking at her.
Without any scruples anymore, the burning look of extreme longing had been described to Liang Meng countless times during this period.
Sometimes he would say a few words to Liang Meng, but as soon as he opened his mouth, something would suddenly be stuffed in his throat, making it uncomfortable, and he had to swallow hard to suppress the words.
The most common words I say are "I miss you very much" and "When will you wake up?"
But often, all Yun Xuchen got in response was silence, and in that silence, Yun Xuchen's heart was filled with pain.
It was a thready sound, not violent but very sharp.
That day, Yun Xuchen fetched some water and started washing Liang Meng while talking to himself.
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