Although Luo Xiaoxiao had stepped into the early stage of Soul Formation, her physical fitness was not much better than an ordinary martial artist's. How could a delicate little girl withstand Yang Cheng's heavy cannon kick!?
After slamming into the wall, he spat out a mouthful of blood mist!
All the bones in her body felt as if they were about to shatter. Luo Xiaoxiao forcefully held back the tears that were about to fall. She crawled up in fear and looked at Yang Cheng in fear …
"Great … Great Elder … Xiao Xiao knows her wrongs …" I beg for Great Elder's forgiveness … "
Yang Cheng asked fiercely, "What did you give her to eat!?"
"I …" I … "Luo Xiaoxiao bit her pale lips, unable to speak. She was anxious and didn't have time to use her true essence to suppress her injuries. She coughed out another mouthful of blood, dyeing the clothes on her chest red.
Hsiao Chih-ching, who was on the ground, had her back facing Yang Cheng. She slowly got up and sneered, "Is there a need to be like this …" Even if I eat a healing pill, I won't be able to live for long … "She is the daughter of the Luo Family's Patriarch. Even if you are the Great Elder … Aren't you afraid that your Patriarch will target you for injuring her like this …"
When Yang Cheng heard the woman's familiar voice, he was ecstatic. As for what she said about him being Luo Feng, he didn't care at all.
Wait!? She said … Healing pills!?
Yang Cheng subconsciously looked at the spirit pill that he was supposed to feed to Hsiao Chih-ching. It had already fallen to the ground …
As expected, it was a low-grade healing spirit pill. Yang Cheng recognized it at a glance.
So this Luo Xiaoxiao didn't want to harm Hsiao Chih-ching, but to heal Hsiao Chih-ching?!
Yang Cheng stood there in a daze. All sorts of emotions welled up in his heart as he looked at Luo Xiaoxiao, who was holding back her tears with incomparable complexity. She was trembling because she was afraid.
The originally lively and mischievous innocent girl now looked a little more haggard and melancholy, lacking a lot of spirit energy.
This change made Yang Cheng a little uncomfortable, and his heart ached.
Did he misunderstand her again? She came here to help Hsiao Chih-ching, but she was injured by her own kick …
Could it be that he had misunderstood when he caught Hsiao Chih-ching? Did she really not leak the information?
Yang Cheng blamed himself very much, but it was not convenient for him to say "sorry" at this time. He sighed and decided to wait for the next opportunity to say it.
"Go out, don't come up again," Yang Cheng ordered in a low voice.
Luo Xiaoxiao was a little surprised that the Great Elder didn't say anything more about punishing her. She obediently nodded and silently walked out the door.
Just as they were about to leave, Luo Xiaoxiao said faintly, "Great Elder … Xiaoxiao knows my words are insignificant … but must you really treat Sister Zhiqing this way … She's so pitiful …"
"Get out!"
Yang Cheng's eyes were a little red. Because of the intense shame, he didn't dare to face Luo Xiaoxiao.
Luo Xiaoxiao had no choice but to lower her head and walk out. Soon, she was downstairs.
After confirming that the third floor was safe, Yang Cheng took a deep breath and changed back to his original appearance and voice. He walked towards Hsiao Chih-ching who had her back to him.
"Why are you here so late at night? Could it be that you want to feed me some special elixir? Hmph, why are you so impatient? Are you afraid that I'll die tomorrow … "
Hsiao Chih-ching smiled sarcastically, without the slightest fear, only endless mockery and carefreeness.
Living in darkness and suffering in every way had made her heart as hard as a rock, and she had long disregarded life and death.
Her life should have ended long ago. If she hadn't met Yang Cheng, she might have died in a foreign land, quietly passing away in a dark corner that no one would notice.
Heaven had given her a trace of warmth that she had never imagined, and she was easily contented.
But her casual words made Yang Cheng's heart feel like it was about to be crushed. His legs felt like they were tied down by thousands of lead stones, and he couldn't move or walk.
"Qing-er …"
Yang Cheng called out in a low voice. His eyes were red, and the flesh on his face kept trembling. His body was stiff, and with a 'plop' sound, he knelt down behind Hsiao Chih-ching.
Yang Cheng suddenly felt that his arrival was so powerless, so useless.
Regret, pain, these were all indescribable feelings at this moment. The torture that this woman had suffered was so cruel that she could actually face life and death so indifferently.
Hsiao Chih-ching's delicate body trembled as she sucked in a breath of cold air. When she came back to her senses, her tears immediately flowed down, and she couldn't stop them …
She thought that the tears she had shed these days had dried up, but she discovered that there were endless tears at this moment!
Grievance, pain, bitterness, unwillingness, anger, longing …
Countless unknown emotions made her go crazy, and she was so happy that she almost fainted!
Suddenly, Hsiao Chih-ching thought of something, and her crying suddenly stopped. Her hands covered her face that was covered by her hair in panic, and her body tightened in fear.
Yang Cheng knelt down and hugged the woman from behind. Her dirty and tattered clothes already had a moldy smell, but Yang Cheng didn't care at all.
"I'm sorry … I'm sorry … It's my fault … I know that it's useless for me to say anything, but I promise that I won't do it again … Qing-er … If you want to hate me, then hate me … It's my fault …"
"Boohoo …" Hsiao Chih-ching couldn't help but cry, and shook her head hard, "Hubby … Go away … Go away, don't touch me …"
Yang Cheng hugged her tightly, "I won't let you go, you can scold me or hit me, but I won't let you go …"
"Let me go … Go away!!" Hsiao Chih-ching cried even louder.
Yang Cheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, Hsiao Chih-ching seemed to be deliberately hiding something, so he frowned, and wanted to turn Hsiao Chih-ching around.
But Hsiao Chih-ching refused, and buried her head like an ostrich, and refused to face Yang Cheng.
"Qing-er, what's wrong!? Don't you want to see me!? "Yang Cheng was incomparably disappointed, and used all his strength to lift Hsiao Chih-ching's head, and pushed aside Hsiao Chih-ching's hair …
Hsiao Chih-ching tried her best to cover it, but the scar on her face was too long, and Yang Cheng quickly realized that something was wrong.
"This is!?"
Yang Cheng sucked in a breath of cold air, and without thinking too much, he forcefully flipped Hsiao Chih-ching to the ground, pinched her face, and stared angrily at Hsiao Chih-ching's pale face!
Two intertwined curls of flesh were shocking to the eye!!!
"Ah!! Hubby, don't look! Don't look at me!! Wu wu … "
Hsiao Chih-ching cried bitterly, and hugged her head, like a pitiful worm in the abyss, and felt as if the last trace of her dignity had been stripped away.
Yang Cheng felt that his internal organs were about to explode, this kind of humiliation was deep in his bones, his self-esteem was stabbed, his heart was taken away, and even his family jewels were cut bloody scars …
It made him want to roar crazily!!
The ferocious True Core Force surged uncontrollably around Yang Cheng's body, and the chaos in his Dantian began to become restless, and the stubborn disease in Yang Cheng's brain, which had been suppressed, also began to show signs of recovery …
Yang Cheng's eyes alternated between scarlet and black, as if he would lose control at any time …
Yang Cheng's breathing was incomparably heavy and rapid, and it made people worry that he would suddenly suffocate.
The strong muscles and tendons on his body were knotted, bulging, and constantly contracting and expanding.
"Who … Who … Qinger … Who did this …"
Yang Cheng used all his strength to suppress the violent surge. He knew that he couldn't lose control, and Hsiao Chih-ching still needed him to save her …
Immediately, he used his already stiff hands to gently hold Hsiao Chih-ching into his arms.
Hsiao Chih-ching trembled, and her tears flowed like a fountain. She cried so hard that she couldn't say a word.
Yang Cheng looked deeply at that already broken face, and held back the tears in his eyes, revealing a silly smile.
"Silly, do you think that you're not beautiful like this? Didn't I tell you before, even if one day, everyone doesn't grow old, and only my Qinger becomes an old woman, I will still love you. Why would I lie to you …"
As he spoke, Yang Cheng lowered his head, and used his lips to kiss Hsiao Chih-ching's hideous scar, inch by inch, as if he wanted to kiss it all over …
Hsiao Chih-ching choked, and couldn't open her mouth to speak. Her whole body seemed to be melting.
At this moment, she suddenly understood a feeling, that even if she died, she would have no regrets …
Hsiao Chih-ching didn't realize that she was smiling sweetly. Her smile was so relaxed, so gentle, and so confident …
"Hubby … You're even more silly. You can obviously cure me, but why are you in a daze, and even crying …"
Yang Cheng was in a daze, and his eyes gradually brightened up!
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