"What are you standing there for? Help out."
Li Zhanjue was awakened by her call, and when he turned his head, he was immediately embarrassed.
— Meng Qingluan's knees were bent, her calves were trembling, and she was carrying the huge little fat boy on her back. Even in the freezing weather, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"I'll do it."
Li Zhanjue stood in front and gestured for Meng Qingluan to put the chubby boy on his back.
"you……?"
Meng Qingluan looked at him suspiciously.
Normally, she would have handed the person on her body over to him without hesitation.
But after what happened today, she felt that the male lead's halo was completely gone, replaced by a scourge halo.
It's so embarrassing to get knocked out with a tranquilizer gun.
She was terrified that if she handed the person over to Li Zhanjue, something might go wrong and he would ruin all her hard work that night.
Li Zhanjue did not receive her disdainful and questioning gaze, and thought that she was worried about his body not being fully recovered and was taking care of him and feeling sorry for him.
A slight smile played on her lips, and a warm current flowed slowly through her heart.
"My strength has recovered, leave it to me."
Li Zhanjue spoke up again.
Meng Qingluan was half-believing and half-doubting, but she handed the person behind her over to Li Zhanjue's back.
"uh-huh!"
Li Zhanjue's knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to his knees from the weight.
Little fatty, how come you're so heavy?
Furthermore, since he cannot use his internal energy, he is only able to maintain this weight by relying entirely on his physical strength and willpower.
How could Meng Qingluan possibly carry it?
Seeing his strained appearance, Meng Qingluan took a closer look and realized it was exactly like an ant carrying an elephant. She asked him with concern.
"Can you do it?"
"Okay, it's very easy, I don't feel any pressure."
Li Zhanjue was too proud to admit his mistake and suffered for it. Knowing he couldn't show weakness or lose face in front of her, he forced a relaxed smile.
Just to be on the safe side, Meng Qingluan untied the little fat boy's belt and tied his hands together.
Following Meng Qingluan's instructions, Li Zhanjue carried the chubby boy up to the two-story building they had just been in.
The chubby boy was placed on the ground and tied next to the bodies of the other two.
Li Zhanjue was panting heavily, all his strength had been drained, and his legs were weak and trembling.
He leaned against the doorframe, wiped the sweat from his brow, and asked.
"When did you become so strong? How can you carry him?"
Meng Qingluan glanced at him indifferently, continued what she was doing, and answered casually.
"If you're bad at it, just practice more."
"..."
So annoying.
Li Zhanjue stood aside watching her actions, not understanding what she was doing, and asked curiously.
"What are you doing?" Why are you tying the grenades together?
"Wasn't he going to die with his brothers and sisters? I'm just doing a good deed."
Meng Qingluan pulled out the fuse and answered.
Li Zhanjue: "..."
He seemed to suddenly know what she was going to do.
How vicious, how delightful... Ptooey!
Meng Qingluan pulled the string, then stretched it out and placed it at the corner of the entrance to the building.
"Are you going to pull it open now?"
"Don't worry, it will only explode if you move it. Run!"
Meng Qingluan grabbed Li Zhanjue and ran, explaining to him as she ran.
"The little fat boy will wake up soon. If he really wants to die, the thunderbolt will only explode slowly. If he wants to run away and doesn't want to die, then..."
"Bang—"
Just as the two ran downstairs, a loud explosion was heard.
…
"Am I amazing?"
Meng Qingluan deliberately puffed out her chest, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Shen Yan with a serious expression.
"Yeah, that's great. I knew you wouldn't get into trouble."
Shen Yan's eyes were bright and sparkling, and his trembling voice showed that he was still in shock. He put his arm around her waist.
Before long, the guards who had stayed behind in the military camp rode up on horseback, looking hurried.
"Lord Shen, the rebels are attacking."
Chen Yan loosened his grip on Meng Qingluan.
"I'll send someone to take you away from here."
Meng Qingluan noticed that his personal guards were all highly skilled in martial arts, but if he sent her away, he would lose the person protecting him.
He shook his head.
"No need, I'll go with you. Don't worry, I'm very successful in my martial arts training, I won't distract you."
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