After Meng Qingluan finished her self-reflection, she twisted her wrist, and the tattered hemp rope binding her wrists easily fell to the ground.
She hurriedly patted Li Zhanjue's face.
"Wake up! You idiot, wake up!"
"..."
Li Zhanjue merely frowned, without any other reaction.
Meng Qingluan was a little anxious, constantly turning her head to see if they had returned.
In a fit of anger, she slapped him hard across the face twice.
"Li Zhanjue, if you don't wake up soon, I'm not going to care about you anymore."
"……What?"
Li Zhanjue finally opened his eyes, his eyes filled with confusion, clearly not yet knowing where they were.
Meng Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief; she was finally awake.
"Shut up and don't ask anything. Don't you know martial arts? Quickly use your internal energy to recover your strength before we talk."
As Meng Qingluan spoke, she began to grope his upper body with both hands.
Li Zhanjue recalled what happened before he lost consciousness. He had just gathered his energy in his dantian and was about to use his internal strength when a pair of soft hands pressed against his body.
He blushed immediately, and asked in a low voice, his face flushed with embarrassment.
What are you doing?
"Shut up, just keep practicing your skills."
"..."
How can he study hard if you do this?
He's not a saint; even eunuchs can't remain unmoved when faced with a woman, let alone a normal man like him.
Li Zhanjue closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to calm his heart, which was pounding wildly like a runaway horse, and mobilized the internal energy in his body.
He calmed down a little, but those hands moved down weakly and bonelessly, immediately landing on his lower body.
Li Zhanjue opened his eyes instantly, his eyes blazing with shame and anger.
"Meng Qingluan, have you gone mad...?"
"What?"
Meng Qingluan took out the dagger tucked at his waist, raised his head and looked at the furious Li Zhanjue with a bewildered expression.
What did she do this time?
You're crazy...
When Li Zhanjue saw that she was holding his dagger, he realized that she had been touching him for so long just to find this, and he felt a little embarrassed.
When Meng Qingluan saw him turn around, she was speechless with astonishment.
The configurations for the main characters and the cannon fodder are definitely different.
The rope used to tie her up was a tattered hemp rope that had been picked up from some unknown corner, while the rope used to tie up Li Zhanjue was a high-quality nylon rope.
If there were steel bars, she suspected that another steel bar would be added to bind Li Zhanjue.
Meng Qingluan cursed inwardly, but her hands moved with unwavering precision.
The nylon rope was elastic and tough; it couldn't be cut with a single knife. She had to work slowly and meticulously, polishing it bit by bit.
She wanted to just pack up and leave, but it was freezing outside and she couldn't go far by herself.
Most importantly, Li Zhanjue knew where his subordinates were. If she ran away on her own, given how much he disliked her, he would definitely not tell her.
Bringing him along was my only hope for survival.
After a while, Meng Qingluan was drenched in sweat, with a thin layer of beads of sweat on her forehead.
There was both urgency and tension.
A lot of time has passed, and even if the three of them are fighting until they are bleeding, they should stop.
"You can go by yourself."
Li Zhanjue suddenly spoke up while his back was to her.
"no!"
Meng Qingluan replied irritably, almost shouting it out of frustration.
"Even if you take me with you, you're just taking a piece of trash. Those three used some kind of hidden weapon on me, and I can't use my internal energy. Even if you untie the ropes, I still can't protect you."
"...Shut up. If you can't fight, then dodge. If you can't dodge, then run."
"you……"
Li Zhanjue opened his mouth slightly, stunned for a long while, her answer was beyond his expectations.
He thought that someone like her would wish for his death.
Surprised, a sweet, warm feeling flowed through his heart, making his eyes warm.
"Hurry up and go," Li Zhanjue urged her, moved by her words. "My men are waiting for me at the city gate. Take my dagger; they will protect you."
"..."
The warmth from Li Zhanjue's hands was still there, and he thought Meng Qingluan was still there. He was just about to yell at her to leave.
I turned around, but there was no one behind me.
"..."
Upon hearing the exact location, Meng Qingluan immediately took off running.
Why didn't you say so earlier?
If she had known it was right at the city gate, she would have run away long ago.
Li Zhanjue turned his head, feeling a little disappointed, but mostly delighted.
At least, those who are good to you are safe now.
He closed his eyes and rested his head against the stone pillar behind him.
Not long after, he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps.
When Li Zhanjue opened his eyes, he saw Meng Qingluan panting heavily, her hair standing on end, running upstairs as fast as lightning.
Why are you back?
Li Zhanjue immediately straightened up and stared at Meng Qingluan in disbelief. He struggled to suppress his joy.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."
Before Meng Qingluan could catch her breath, she squatted down and began to rub the rope tied behind him with all her might.
Meng Qingluan wanted to cry but had no tears.
How could she be the kind of person who suddenly becomes kind-hearted on a whim?
It's all because of Li Zhanjue's damn protagonist aura.
She had already run out of the room, and was about to head towards safety when the system that had been dormant in her mind for a long time began to resurface and make its presence known again.
[Warning! Warning! The male protagonist's life is in grave danger. Mission takers, please return immediately to rescue him! Otherwise, the world will collapse!]
Meng Qingluan: Go to hell.
This time, even if the world collapses, or even if the King of Heaven himself comes, she won't go back.
Li Zhanjue won't die, but I'll be cannon fodder and get killed.
It's better to let someone else die and cause the mission to fail than to die yourself and cause the mission to fail.
[The task force members must return to the rescue immediately! Otherwise, they will be punished immediately!]
punish?
Before Meng Qingluan could even process what the punishment was, the next moment…
—The whole body is filled with electric current, and when the current passes through, the limbs tremble violently and uncontrollably, accompanied by uncontrollable muscle contractions and a boiling spasm throughout the body.
Unable to withstand such torment, Meng Qingluan immediately knelt on the ground, enduring the pain.
"I'll save them!"
As the pain subsided, Meng Qingluan raised her hand to look at it; tiny purple electric sparks were still crackling from her fingertips.
Father's.
This is still a physical attack.
Meng Qingluan still had electricity in her hand. When she touched the dagger, even though it was insulated by wood, a dense current still flowed through Li Zhanjue's body.
Li Zhanjue felt a tingling sensation from her electric shock and pursed his lips, remaining silent.
What's wrong with him?
Why did Meng Qingluan's actions of untying him cause his heart to race, almost leaping out of his chest, accompanied by a tingling sensation?
Could it be that I...
Li Zhanjue dared not think any further and bit his lower lip hard.
How could he do that?
He had just been criticizing Shen Yan for being heartless, yet he fell in love with Meng Qingluan, and now he himself...
Meng Qingluan finally untied the rope and handed him her hand.
Just as Li Zhanjue was about to help her stand up, she suddenly pulled her hand away.
"hiss……"
Li Zhanjue was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a thud.
Meng Qingluan stretched out her sleeve to cushion the fall, then reached out her hand again. Seeing him fall to the ground, she apologized.
"Sorry, I thought you hadn't gotten up yet."
We can't blame her.
She still had electricity in her body. Although she couldn't feel it herself, the current was considerable, and it would be terrible if she electrocuted Li Zhanjue.
I finally managed to rush back to save him, but instead of dying at the hands of the thugs, I died by my own hand…
"It's alright, it doesn't hurt."
Li Zhanjue placed his hand on hers, deliberately focusing only on her fingers and avoiding contact with her palm.
Li Zhanjue lowered his eyes; he had seen everything she had just done, and his heartstrings trembled.
Is she disgusted with herself?
Just as the two stood up, a knife flew out and blocked their path.
"Where are you two headed?"
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