Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

The person who was poked stiffened and turned around in surprise.

The little girl poked him again and again as if playing, slowly moving from his lower back to his chest.

Sang Ling touched the hard pectoral muscles under her hand, her eyes filled with undisguised surprise.

What kind of illusion is this? The texture feels so real.

Lost in the shock of the illusion's uncanny realism, Sang Ling was completely oblivious to the increasingly profound look in the other person's eyes.

Sang Ling touched Fu Zhirang's chest here and there, stirring up desire everywhere.

Fu Zhirang's Adam's apple bobbed as he stood still, letting her touch him, but his gaze towards her grew increasingly dangerous.

He finally stopped her lewd behavior when she pulled open his clothes and tried to reach inside.

"Stop touching her." Fu Zhirang grasped the girl's wrist, his voice hoarse and restrained.

Can it still talk?

Sang Ling looked up in surprise.

"Sweetie, we'll pet you when we get home," Fu Zhirang coaxed in a hoarse voice.

Sang Ling stared blankly at the incomparably handsome man, then patted her head in self-doubt.

Was she so severely poisoned?

The hallucinations produced included not only being able to touch but also being able to speak?

Fu Zhirang grasped Sang Ling's small hand that was patting her head, his brows furrowing slightly. "Why are you hitting yourself?"

He patted the little girl's head tenderly.

If you want to touch him, just say so. It's not like he can't let her touch him. Why hit yourself?

Feeling the warmth from the other person's palm, Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked up and stared at the black hair tie on his wrist for a while.

"Jiaojiao?"

"Mmm," Fu Zhirang replied gently.

Really?

Sang Ling: (*???)!!

Seeing her surprised expression, Fu Zhirang smiled and casually asked, while checking her body, "How did you end up here?"

He was quite surprised that the little girl actually appeared here.

He encountered illusions ahead that were real, but he could only see them and not touch them.

The moment the little girl touched him, he knew she was his little girl.

But why would someone who should be staying at home be in this dangerous place?

The smile in Fu Zhirang's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of seriousness. He tightened his grip on Sang Ling's small hand.

"Who brought you here?" Fu Zhirang asked in a deep voice, his brows furrowed.

In his view, the little girl was very well-behaved and would not have run to such a dangerous place alone; someone must have instructed her to do so.

Lost in the joy of her chance encounter with Jiaojiao, Sang Ling heard the voice and subconsciously answered.

“Song Chuyi brought me here.”

"Heh, is that so? It's her again." Fu Zhirang's expression was gloomy, and his smile was cold.

Sang Ling: ? ? ?

Song Chuyi, even more wronged than Dou E: !!!

"When did you arrive?" Fu Zhirang asked again.

The little girl must have been here for quite some time to have gotten this far.

“Yesterday.” Sang Ling took Fu Zhirang’s well-defined hand and gently kneaded and played with it.

Fu Zhirang frowned, as expected.

Thinking of the many dangers in the forest, and that the little girl had spent the night there, Fu Zhirang frowned.

"Are you injured?" Fu Zhirang asked with concern.

Sang Ling shook her head.

Even so, Fu Zhirang still felt a pang of heartache; his little girl must have suffered a lot.

Sang Ling, who had been happily touching the little hands for a while, suddenly realized what was happening.

"Wait, why are you here?"

This place is so dangerous, who left her delicate and fragile here?

Meeting Sang Lingjiao's fierce gaze, Fu Zhirang blinked, about to say something, when suddenly an explosion came from the sky, and the ground shook.

Fu Zhirang quickly pulled Sang Ling into his arms to protect her, his brows furrowed with a cold and fierce expression, his sharp gaze fixed on the source of the sound.

Sang Ling looked up to look, but he gently pulled her back into his arms.

"Be good, stay close to me, don't let go." Fu Zhirang led Sang Ling toward the direction from which the explosion came.

As the fog was peeled away layer by layer, they finally saw the scene on the other side.

The scene was surprisingly chaotic.

Gu Wang and Wei Shu, who had gotten lost from Sang Ling, were seen choking each other with bloodshot eyes, as if the other was their father's killer.

Her face turned red from being pinched.

I want mud poop~

I want mud and shit too~~

Zhou Bei kept throwing grenades, but each grenade was slapped away by Di Gua and exploded in mid-air.

While slamming a grenade, Digua also had to stop Song Chuyi, who was trapped in a hallucination, from committing suicide, and separate the two who were fighting each other with red eyes.

Guagua is incredibly busy.

They say saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, but Guagua is better than dozens of pagodas!

Besides them, several other people lay unconscious on the ground, their lips turning purple.

As the busy sweet potato was toddling along with its short legs, it suddenly saw Sang Ling emerging from the mist, and its eyes lit up.

It really shines.

The light, like two flashlights, fell directly onto Sang Ling's face.

The shaking made Sang Ling's eyes hurt.

A warm, large hand gently covered her eyes, blocking out the glaring light.

Upon confirming Sang Ling's identity, Di Gua immediately turned around and ran over, arms outstretched, calling out, "Master~!"

Sweet Potato excitedly pounced on it, but missed, and instead fell headfirst to the ground and rolled twice.

Fu Zhirang, who picked up the little girl and dodged away, had a gloomy expression on his face.

Digua raised its head, looking at Sang Ling with an innocent and aggrieved expression. Just as it was about to act cute and charming, it suddenly flashed behind Sang Ling.

He spread his arms to shield the two people beneath him.

The next second, an explosion rang out behind it.

"boom"

It turned out that Zhou Bei, who was trapped in a hallucination, had mistakenly thrown the grenade over.

Honestly, Sweet Potato looks ridiculously handsome at this moment.

"Sweet Potato will always protect its master." Sweet Potato lowered its head and looked at Sang Ling, who had lifted her head from Fu Zhirang's arms.

The mechanical electronic voice spoke each word clearly.

Fu Zhirang was initially wary of the robot that had suddenly appeared, but seeing that it meant no harm to Sang Ling, he relaxed his fist.

"Baby, be good, stand here and don't wander off." Fu Zhirang coaxed softly, then stepped forward with a cold face to Zhou Bei, who was throwing grenades around.

Without hesitation, she slapped him unconscious.

Then, with a dark expression, he knocked out the remaining three people.

This ended the farce.

Looking at the people on the ground who showed signs of poisoning from inhaling the illusion toxin, Fu Zhirang squatted down to examine them, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Jiaojiao?"

Sang Ling hopped and skipped over like a little zombie.

Fu Zhirang stood up and pulled the person into his arms, his tone helpless, "Didn't I tell you not to wander around?"

“I didn’t wander around, I jumped over here,” Sang Ling retorted confidently.

"Well, you're quite the clever one." Fu Zhirang paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

Sangmaomao proudly raises her head (jpg).

The haughty Sang Maomao looked down at the group of people lying messily on the ground. "What happened to them?"

"He's been poisoned." Fu Zhirang frowned.

Sang Ling blinked and skillfully patted the sweet potato's belly, "Sweet potato, go."

The sweet potatoes have been harvested.

The sweet potato crop has fallen back in price.

He knelt down in front of Sang Ling with a "thud," his face showing an expression like a hamster crying and biting a handkerchief.

"Master, Sweet Potato is useless, Sweet Potato can't save them~"