The demon master was beaten up

Mo Yu clenched his fists tightly, his joints turning slightly white from excessive force. His face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, but he remained silent.

At this moment, Qian Yi, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh that seemed particularly abrupt in the silent atmosphere. "At least I can still be here in the future, silently accompanying her as a friend or even a senior student!"

Qian Yi paused, then turned his gaze to Mo Yu, a slightly bitter smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth. He continued, "And you? Well, in fact, after all, we are both just pitiful people who can't get what we want! Brother Yu, you really don't have to be so hostile to me. After all, no matter what, our ultimate goal is to hope that Bai Nini can live a happy life! Isn't it?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu's tense expression relaxed a little. He loosened his clenched fists, gently twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a wry smile that was uglier than crying. He whispered, "Perhaps I'm really too narrow-minded! Sorry... Everyone's tired today, let's get some rest!"

Qian Yi glanced at Mo Yu deeply, his eyes revealing an indescribable sense of loneliness and helplessness. Then, he slowly stood up, walked over to the candlestick, and blew gently, completely extinguishing the faint flame. The room instantly fell into darkness, leaving only the faint breathing of the two people.

Mo Yu lay quietly in the darkness, blinking his eyes. His gaze passed through the small window and reached out to the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. The moonlight streamed down his face like water, reflecting the unspeakable sorrow and pain in his heart.

After Lu Wenjie finished washing up, he slowly walked to the bedside and reached out to pull out his brand new phone from the bedside table. He skillfully turned on the screen and prepared to call Qin Nuo. However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered what he had said to Qian Yi before, and couldn't help but mutter under his breath: "Damn Qian Yi, I actually underestimated you! How abominable! Humph!"

Lu Wenjie was seen clutching his phone tightly, his brow furrowed, cursing non-stop. When he realized the phone had no signal, he flew into a rage, shouting, "What the hell is this? There's not even a signal! I'm so pissed!"

In desperation, Lu Wenjie got up, opened the door, and walked straight to the yard. But to his disappointment, even standing in the middle of the empty yard, his phone remained unresponsive, completely unable to receive any signal. At this point, Lu Wenjie was furious to the extreme. Cursing and swearing, he pushed the gate open with all his might and strode out.

The mountain road outside was exceptionally quiet, with only the sound of Lu Wenjie's heavy footsteps and the occasional chirping of insects. He held his phone high in the air, his eyes fixed on the screen, hoping to catch even the faintest signal. He slowly made his way along the winding mountain road, muttering to himself, "Where is the signal? Ah? What's going on? No signal after so long? I'm going crazy!"

Suddenly, without warning, a chilling rustling sound erupted from the previously tranquil forest. Lu Wenjie felt as if struck by lightning. Every hair on his body stood on end, and a chill ran down his spine. Terrified, he shouted in a trembling voice, "Who? Who's hiding there? Get out now!" But all he heard in response was the increasingly rapid and clamorous noise.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly leaped out of the darkness like lightning and flew straight towards Lu Wenjie. After seeing the black shadow clearly, Lu Wenjie's heart almost stopped beating - he saw a huge, pitch-black monster like a pig, fangs and claws bared, rushing towards him! In an instant, fear completely overwhelmed Lu Wenjie. He was so scared that his liver and gallbladder broke, and he let out a heartbreaking scream that could have pierced the night sky: "Ah~ Help! Someone save me! Ah..."

The sharp, piercing scream was particularly abrupt and clear in the utter silence of the night, as if it could penetrate the mountains and reach the sky. The villagers were awakened by the sudden screams. They grabbed sticks, hoes, and sharp hunting knives and ran towards the source without hesitation.

At the same time, Bai Nini and Liu Dandan, who lived at the village entrance, were also startled by the terrifying screams. They exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, rushed out to join the rescue team. Mo Yu, still half asleep, bewilderedly asked Qian Yi, "I think I hear a wild boar outside. Is it just my imagination?"

"Brother Yu, stop dawdling and hurry! Bai Nini and Sister Dandan have already rushed out!" Qian Yi was so anxious that he hurriedly put on his clothes while urging Mo Yu. Before he finished speaking, he rushed out like an arrow from a bow.

"Oh! Wait for me! Are we really going to catch wild boars?" Mo Yu muttered, but he didn't slow down. He quickly put on his clothes and chased after him. However, when he reached the door, Qian Yi was nowhere to be seen.

When Mo Yu ran breathlessly to where the crowd had gathered, he was shocked by the scene before him. He saw many villagers holding torches, surrounding a figure.

Mo Yu looked closely and saw Lu Wenjie lying in a state of disarray on the bumpy mountain road. Meanwhile, a jet-black Chinese pastoral dog excitedly pounced on him, wagging its tail happily and whimpering with pleasure.

A closer look reveals that this black dog is very familiar to everyone. It is none other than Black Tiger, the dog raised by the village chief. Black Tiger is always well-behaved and sensible, and is deeply loved by the villagers.

Mo Yu walked towards Qian Yi standing beside him, full of doubt, and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

Qian Yi lowered his voice and replied, "Lu Wenjie ran out in the middle of the night and happened to run into Black Tiger. I don't know if this guy had a brain short circuit, but he actually mistook Black Tiger for a wild boar and was so scared that he collapsed to the ground on the spot. I guess he hasn't recovered yet!"

At this moment, Mo Xing also squeezed through the crowd and shouted angrily at Lu Wenjie, who was still lying on the ground, "Hey, why don't you get up quickly? Do you think lying on this cold ground is fun?"

Lu Wenjie sat on the ground with a painful look on his face, stammering, "I...I seem to have twisted my foot. It hurts so much that I can't stand up at all!" As he spoke, he gently touched his injured ankle with his hand, and a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead.