What Tang Mo is most proud of is this face, which is as flawless as a finely carved porcelain, and every detail shows God's favor.
However, now, this face has been ruined by Song Jiao. The originally smooth skin is now covered with terrible wounds and blood, which is shocking.
"Xia Yao, I'm going to kill you! Kill you!" Tang Mo covered his face and let out a heart-wrenching cry. The voice was filled with endless hatred and anger, as if it wanted to swallow up the whole world.
Her eyes were red, and tears mixed with blood oozed out from between her fingers. Her originally pretty face now looked hideous and horrible.
Song Jiao just glanced at him indifferently, without any ripples in her deep eyes, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.
Then, she turned around and left the room without any regrets, leaving Tang Mo alone writhing in pain on the ground.
Later, Lu Yan walked in. After seeing Tang Mo's torn face, he was also stunned.
The face that was once as beautiful as a flower has now been completely changed and is almost unrecognizable.
He immediately called Miao Qingqing and asked her to treat Tang Mo.
Miao Qingqing rushed over in a panic and was also shocked when she saw Tang Mo's injuries.
She immediately began treatment, her hands gently sliding over Tang Mo's wounds, releasing gentle healing magic.
However, although the wound was gradually healing, there was always a black magic blocking the magic from repairing it.
The magic seemed to have life, stubbornly clinging to the wound and making healing extremely difficult.
After a long time, Miao Qingqing said helplessly: "No, there is a magic that keeps preventing me from treating Tang Mo. I really have no way." Her voice was full of helplessness and frustration.
"Brother Lu, please save me, it's all Xia Yao's fault! She just came and messed up my face like this." Tang Mo cried very sadly, tears falling like beads with broken string.
She stretched out her bloody hand and tightly grasped Lu Yan's sleeve, as if she had grabbed the last straw.
However, even in this situation, she still did not forget to accuse Song Jiao and wanted to put the blame on her.
However, this time Lu Yan did not immediately go looking for trouble with Song Jiao like he did before.
His eyes fell on the man in the room who was tightly wrapped in vines. "Why is he here?" His voice was cold and majestic, as if he was questioning a prisoner.
Tang Mo's eyes dodged for a second, then she shook her head suddenly, "This person was brought by Xia Yao, I know nothing about it." She wanted to distance herself from the matter, but her flickering eyes betrayed her.
Lu Yan narrowed his eyes, his gaze gradually becoming colder, "Tang Mo, I don't like being deceived!" There was a dangerous aura in his voice, "Xia Yao just talked to me this afternoon. She won't do anything to you unless you're courting death." His words made Tang Mo's body tremble violently.
Although Lu Yan doesn't like Song Jiao's style, it doesn't mean that he really knows nothing.
Now he needs a lot of zombie crystal cores to upgrade his magic. Overall, Tang Mo's combat power is far worse than Song Jiao's.
He needs a powerful ally to help him acquire more resources rather than a burden that will only hinder him.
Tang Mo bit her lip, her face full of resignation, as if to say, "It was me. It was me who asked Ah Da to take advantage of Xia Yao's sleep and defile her. But now my face is like this, isn't that enough?" Her voice was filled with tears, like a wronged child telling her misfortune, "Besides, she is fine, isn't she?"
However, her words revealed a twisted logic and selfish nature that made people feel chilled.
In the room, Song Jiao looked at the picture on the screen and almost laughed at Tang Mo's absurd logic.
Seeing that Lu Yan had left Tang Mofa's room, he turned off the system screen and looked up at the starry sky as if nothing had happened.
How could there be such a pretentious man?
Just then, there was a knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.
Song Jiao slowly turned her head, looked towards the door, and said softly, "I'm busy!"
Lu Yan stood quietly at the door, listening to Song Jiao's indifferent response, and couldn't help feeling helpless.
He knew that Tang Mo's behavior today was indeed a bit excessive, but he also thought that Song Jiao's reaction was too intense.
"I know Tang Mo went a little too far today, but she is a girl after all. If you ruin her like this, how will she face people in the future?" Lu Yan tried to persuade Song Jiao in a calm tone.
However, Song Jiao didn't buy it.
She leaned lazily beside him, her eyes revealing her contempt for the man.
She felt that this man really liked to play the peacemaker, and he was really putting a lot of thought into gathering all these capable people around him.
"What about me? She can just have someone destroy me? What if I hadn't escaped today?" Song Jiao's voice revealed a kind of indifference and determination. She would not change her mind because of Lu Yan's words.
Lu Yan was choked by Song Jiao's words and was speechless for a moment.
"Lu Yan, do you think you are a saint?"
This sentence made Lu Yan fall into deep thought. In his previous life, he died in the early days of the apocalypse because he was too saintly.
Now that I've heard that, I still feel a little unhappy.
"Xia Yao, we are a small group. Even if Tang Mo did something he shouldn't have done before, isn't everything in the past?" Lu Yan tried to persuade Song Jiao with the interests of the group.
However, Song Jiao didn't think so. She raised her hand, and the door suddenly opened. She looked at Lu Yan and said coldly, "You passed it? You passed it because it didn't cause you any harm. I can't let you pass it!"
Lu Yan was speechless after hearing Song Jiao's words. He knew that he couldn't convince this woman.
He looked at Song Jiao's determined eyes and couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
"How about this!" Song Jiao smiled faintly and made a suggestion that stunned Lu Yan. "I'll do everything Tang Mo did to me to her. As long as she can explain it, I'll withdraw from the black magic. How do you say that?"
Lu Yan was stunned. He knew that this suggestion was not reliable at all. Tang Mo was not the kind of person who could tolerate being bullied. How could she possibly endure such humiliation?
"Isn't this too much?" Song Jiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Yan's reaction.
Lu Yan sighed helplessly, "Xia Yao, do you have to make such a fuss?"
Song Jiao raised an eyebrow, feeling a tinge of satisfaction at Lu Yan's helpless expression. "Is it me or Tang Mo who's causing the trouble? Lu Yan, you should understand the situation clearly instead of trying to smooth things over! We have nothing to discuss. After all, your previous statement about not letting Tang Mo come to see me was like a fart."
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