When Zhao Yun woke up from the searing iron that pierced into his bone marrow, he found himself tied to an iron frame. The group of shameless Daoist priests had fierce expressions and were torturing him with torture tools.
He endured the great pain and did not let weakness escape from his mouth. The Daoist priests took turns to torture him, but they only beat him until his skin and flesh were lacerated. He struggled for life and death several times. Even if he fainted from the pain, he refused to lower his voice and beg for help.
Unknowingly, Zhao Yun woke up again and found that his cheap master was carried into the torture chamber by the Daoist priests. When he saw the fatty groveling and flattering Bai Hua, he wanted to vomit and cursed inwardly, "How can this person be so shameless? Doesn't he have any backbone?"
When he found out that the fatty was doing this to save him, his liver and intestines felt warm and the wounds on his body seemed to be healed by a magical power.
He asked himself, "If it were me, would I be willing to give up my dignity for others? If it were me, would I be willing to endure such humiliation for others? A real man should be indomitable, how can I be so lowly! No, I can't! "
He would rather die than do it. But now, there was a person who gave up his dignity for him and endured humiliation for him. Was this person a real man?
Was this short fatty a real man?
Zhao Yun's heart was inexplicably moved.
Hearing that Wang Lang was willing to break his own legs, Zhao Yun only wanted to shout wildly, "No, don't. I don't need you to be so kind! "But he couldn't speak. Even if he used all his strength, his words were still swallowed in his throat. Even if his throat was sore, his words were still blocked in the air.
Zhao Yun could only tell Wang Lang with his eyes: I don't want you to sacrifice yourself for me!
Unfortunately, Wang Lang couldn't hear him.
Without hesitation, Wang Lang picked up the long sword that Bai Hua threw on the ground. He didn't look at his disciple anymore, stretched out his legs, and half sat on the ground. His heart hardened and he suddenly swung towards his legs.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff." Blood spurted out and splashed into the air like an angry dragon dancing and a waterfall flowing chaotically. It was raining red in the internal affairs room.
Wang Lang's feet had been full of vitality a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, they had turned into two short, fat strips of meat lying on the ground, motionless. The vitality on the flesh faded bit by bit, like tattered cotton wool rotting bit by bit.
There was a thick layer of blood on the floor of the room. The blood seeped into the cedar floor and reached the deepest part of the Yellow Spring. Recalling this moment, he was shocked to the core.
Zhao Yun shouted, "No!"
However, he could only watch helplessly as Wang Lang cut off his own leg with a sword.
Just like how he could only watch as Wu Tong cruelly murdered his parents.
Just like how he could only watch his Sister Miao kill herself with her sword.
Zhao Yun's eyes were burning with anger, and the sea of fire in front of her seemed to burn everything in the world to ashes. The fire burned so fiercely that even his spiritual sense could feel the heat. The seed buried deep in the soil of his Heart Abyss could not withstand the roasting of the True Fire. Its outer skin suddenly swelled and finally broke free from the heavy shackles, revealing a tender little sprout.
Bai Hua laughed maniacally: "Haha, smelly fatty, you dare to fight with me? Did you eat dog shit for your brain? What about the blood oath from back then? Didn't you say you wanted to teach me a lesson? You're not even fit to carry my shoes. Go back to your mother's stomach and make the blood oath???? "
Wang Lang was in so much pain that he fainted and could not refute.
A middle-aged Taoist priest said, "Head, are we really going to release these people?"
Bai Hua glared fiercely with her triangular eyes: "Release your sister! You have no ability and no brains. How did you enter the Tianyuan Sect? Go, carry these guys to the dining room. You're in charge of delivering this fatty's savings to me. The deadline is three days. If there's even a cent missing, don't be ruthless to me. "
"These dog shit are half dead. It's fine to release them." Bai Hua pondered and said, "If they really die in Tianran Abode, although it's nothing, it's not a small problem. Hehe, I'll be soft-hearted this time."
The Taoist priest hurriedly organized his men and carried Wang Lang, Zhao Yun, and Duobao out of the room. Zhao Yun's mind was clear, but her body was powerless and she was at their mercy. Seeing that Wang Lang and Mute were unconscious and did not know how their injuries were, she could not help but worry for them. The anger in her heart was difficult to suppress, but there was also an indescribable sadness.
The group of people arrived at the dining room. The chefs were busy and were shocked when they saw the three bloody people.
The Taoist priest was arrogant in front of the chefs. One of them shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Quickly find someone to treat this fatty. If he dies, how am I going to report to my superiors?" The chefs hurriedly ran to find a doctor.
The doctor hurriedly treated the merchant and said that his injuries were serious and it would be difficult for him to recover in a short time.
The Taoist priest was rather impatient and said to the doctor: "When this fatty wakes up, tell him to prepare the things. I'll come back the day after tomorrow to collect them!" He flung his Taoist robe and led the way out. The Taoist priests filed out.
When Wang Lang opened his eyes, it was already the afternoon of the second day. The pain from his lower body made him grimace and cry out in pain. However, he heard a strange "yiwu" sound. It was the Duobao who saw his master wake up. He was wild with joy and kept howling.
Wang Lang laid on the bed and raised his gaze slightly. He met a fervent and sincere gaze. It was Zhao Yun.
It turned out that although Zhao Yun and Duobao were tortured, their physiques were different from ordinary people. After a little treatment, they recovered to full of vigor. As soon as Zhao Yun had the strength, she stayed by Wang Lang's side. She did not wear her clothes and did not dare to relax for a moment.
After waiting for a long time, she finally saw Wang Lang wake up. Zhao Yun's heart was filled with joy as if a huge stone had been lifted off the ground. That joy overflowed. It was a rare feeling of happiness that she had not felt for many years.
Zhao Yun was originally sitting on the side of the bed. At this moment, she suddenly stood up and straightened her handsome body.
Wang Lang was bewildered. He did not know what Zhao Yun was going to do.
However, he saw Zhao Yun bend her knees and kneel respectfully in front of Wang Lang. He lowered his head and held the ground with one hand. Then, he solemnly kowtowed on the stone floor. "Dong, dong, dong." She kowtowed three times in a row.
Zhao Yun raised her head. Her handsome eyes were filled with determination as she shouted, "Master! This disciple has made you suffer. Even a hundred deaths will not be enough to redeem you. "
She called him "Master" willingly and from the bottom of her heart. The moment her master broke her leg for her, Zhao Yun made a decision: This person is the master I will serve for my entire life! I will use my entire life to take care of him, protect him, and not let him suffer any more harm!
Wang Lang's heart ached. He could no longer control his tears. Large teardrops blurred his eyes. He wiped his tears with his sleeve and forced a smile, "Okay, okay. I will officially accept you as my disciple today. Brat, go and greet your Senior Brother. "
Zhao Yun knelt in front of Duobao and kowtowed seriously. She shouted, "Senior Brother!"
Duobao was so happy that his heart was about to burst. He shouted, "Junior Brother called me. Junior Brother called me!" His voice shook the entire island.
Zhao Yun was helped up by Duobao. When she saw the indescribable joy between her Senior Brother's brows and the eagerness in her master's eyes, a sense of belonging filled her body.
She finally had a home again.
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