The plan to save the king of Yunmeng

Wen Chao sat diagonally on a chair in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, supporting his face with one hand, his eyes fixed on a plate of unknown raw red meat in front of him. With his bandaged hand, he casually picked up the shredded meat one by one with chopsticks and threw them into the pool...

Watching with interest the fish in the water, competing to devour the red meat...

Wen Zhuliu glanced at the red meat unconsciously a few more times...

Wen Chao curled his lips and said, "I liked it very much when it was alive... and the fish liked it very much after it died, too."

Wen Zhuliu stopped talking and stood silently to the side, looking at Wen Chao. He picked up the plate and continued to feed the fish into the lake one chopstick at a time.

At this time, Wen Chao said, "You know what? Everything is over... I killed his brother, and I used the same method. I destroyed his golden elixir and made him mediocre."

Wen Chao's eyes gradually turned red, but his tone remained calm: "There is only one thing I can do now... If I do this, I still have a 50% chance... If I don't do it, I will have no chance..."

He immediately poured all the red meat on the plate into the fish pond, returned to the center of the lake without looking back, and drank the last glass of wine...

At this time, the servant came to report that Master Wuyou had woken up, but he didn't speak, didn't look at people, didn't eat or drink, and refused to take medicine.

Hearing this, Wen Chao put down his cup, stood up, straightened his hem and said, "I know that a forced melon is not sweet. Ha! What does it matter if it is sweet or not? I've twisted it off! It's mine..."

After saying this, he walked leisurely in the direction of Jiang Cheng...

In the mustard seed space...

Wuyou, who had just woken up, had been hugging Wanyin, who had fainted from the whip, tightly, with a dull look in his eyes...

Wuyou has received all of Wanyin's memories...

Wuyou's tears have never stopped since she woke up...

(OS: If Wang Lingjiao had drawn Wuyou at that time, she would have seen what she wanted to see earlier...)

Wuyou kept repeating several scenes in his mind: Jiang Cheng was turned into a pill, Xue Yang's fingers were cut off, and the Jiang family members died tragically... The thing he dared not think of the most was the unrecognizable... Yu Baishu...

Wuyou gently stroked the unconscious Wanyin's head and choked up, "Obviously... I obviously knew everything... I thought I could avoid it, why... why am I such a loser..."

"Wuwuwu, Wanyin... Jiang Cheng... I came over, but I still lost your golden elixir..."

"Xue Yang...Xue Yang clearly...clearly didn't have a broken finger this time...how come he still had a broken finger in the end..."

“And Yu Che… Wuwuwu, Xiaoshu… Xiaoshu died so tragically… Wuwuwu, how should I…how should I tell…tell my grandparents… Wuwuwu…what should I do? What should I do…”

Wuyou, who was dominating Jiang Cheng, gently stroked the place where Dantian used to be on his lower abdomen, secretly crying, thinking: "I still owe you twenty bottles of spiritual liquid, how can I pay you back..., I really have accomplished nothing..."

Jiang Cheng felt someone coming in...

Jiang Cheng didn't even raise his eyes, his expression remained blank...

Wen Chao saw this scene when he walked into the inner room...

The beauty sat on the bed, leaning weakly against the headboard...

The long black hair spread out on the bed like a waterfall made of ink flowing down from a high mountain...

Wen Chao swallowed unconsciously. When Wen Chao designed Wuyou's look, he knew that Wuyou would look too gentle with her hair down, so gentle that... she seemed easy to bully...

In addition, Jiang Cheng's face was broken, and tears rolled over his thick and long eyelashes, and then slid down his pale cheeks...

One hand was gently placed on the lower abdomen, and the other hand was trying to support the body so as not to fall back...

Jiang Cheng had already been washed and dressed, and changed back into the luxurious plain clothes he wore when he was at the Wen family, which made him look even more noble...

Wen Chao couldn't help it, he raised his uninjured hand and carefully wiped the tears from Jiang Cheng's face...

Jiang Cheng noticed that the person touched his face, and he subconsciously dodged and cast an unhappy look...

As soon as he saw it was Wen Chao, he snorted coldly, turned away, closed his eyes and stopped looking at him...

Wen Chao withdrew his hand awkwardly, his tone gradually becoming colder: "Wuyou...really...don't want to look at me?"

Seeing that Wuyou didn't move, Wen Chao laughed at himself and said, "Are you going to leave once you have the chance and never come back?"

Wuyou still didn't reply to him...

What could Wuyou do? His golden elixir was destroyed, his body was weak, and he could barely raise his hands. His talismans were confiscated and had no killing power. Even Lian Zi had turned back into a frail headband because he had no mana to support him...

At this time, Wen Chao's crazy laughter was heard... Wuyou was frightened!!!

Wuyou sensed danger with his sixth sense and subconsciously wanted to hide in the bed, and sure enough...

The next second, Wen Chao roughly turned Jiang Cheng's body to face Wen Chao, and Wen Chao kissed him fiercely...

Wuyou was extremely frightened and struggled desperately...

Unfortunately, without Jindan Jiang Cheng, even if he used ten times ten times his strength, it was just a weak and powerless attack. In Wen Chao's eyes, this didn't seem like resistance, but more like... acting like a spoiled child...

Wen Chao became even more unscrupulous when he saw this. He pressed Jiang Cheng onto the bed, ignoring the occasional cries he heard between breaths...

Jiang Cheng was extremely upset because Wen Chao's hands had already started to wander around Jiang Cheng's body. Jiang Cheng could only hold onto his collar tightly with his hands...

Lian Zi was very anxious to protect her master, so she twisted her delicate body very hard to tie up Wen Chao's hands, trying to stop Wen Chao. Wen Chao felt a slight resistance from his wrist, and raised his hand to look at his wrist...

When Wen Chao saw Lian Zi, he sneered for a moment, and looked at Jiang Cheng, who had escaped from his shackles at high speed because of his distraction and was huddled in a corner, gasping for breath and trembling slightly, with a playful look in his eyes. He said:

"This thing... is the thing that helped you escape in Muxi Mountain that year, right? It's quite protective of its master..." He then smiled evilly...

Wuyou thought to himself, "Not good." He wanted to pull his hands and feet together to stop Wen Chao's next move...

Unfortunately, with Jiang Cheng's current physical condition, everything is in vain in the face of absolute strength...

Jiang Cheng's ankles were grabbed, and Wen Chao dragged Jiang Cheng back to where he was just now. Seeing Jiang Cheng waving his hands, Wen Chao had a bad taste in his mouth, and deliberately used the purple silk to tie Jiang Cheng's hands to the head of the bed, leaving Jiang Cheng with no chance to resist...

Wen Chao laughed maliciously: "Aren't you protecting your master? How does it feel to hurt your master in return?..." Then he continued the action just now. Lian Zi could only twist her body that was tied into a knot weakly...

Jiang Cheng felt dizzy and his breathing became increasingly difficult...

Wuyou’s mind was filled with thoughts like, “I really want to faint… I really want to… I really want to die… No! I can’t die! What about Jiang Cheng? What about Wan Yin? If I hadn’t come, Jiang Cheng would have lived a long time… I can’t let my coming… cause him to die so young… I can’t…”

Wuyou was really at her wit's end. She really had no other choice. While Wen Chao was letting go of her, she slowly curled up into a ball and begged softly, "Let me go...let me go...please...don't...I won't be able to survive..."

But he heard Wen Chao's desperate answer: "I won't let you die, nor will I let you go. Today! You have to become mine..." After he finished speaking, Wuyou felt a chill in his chest...