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Mo Lang raised his hand once again, and the water in the well rushed towards Wu Yun. In an instant, Wu Yun was lifted up high by the water current, and the lightning in her hand was unable to be used due to the water current.
Seeing Wu Yun being swept into the air by Mo Lang's water stream, Faang Cheng frowned deeply. He looked up at Mo Lang's proud appearance and opened his mouth in confusion.
"Originally... Is this how Young Master Mo likes a person? "
Faang Cheng's words clearly stunned Mo Lang for a moment. There was a hint of awkwardness on his face, but he calmed down and continued.
"I won't really hurt her, I just want to let her know … The person she cares about, will not be able to save her when danger approaches! "
Obviously, Mo Lang was referring to Faang Cheng. His meaning was … When he encounters danger, Faang Cheng, who is in a wheelchair, can't save Wu Yun, maybe... He still needed Wu Yun to save him!
"Wu Yun, look at this man. When you're in danger, he has no other choice but to be anxious …"
Mo Lang raised his head and called out to Wu Yun, who was trapped in the middle of the water flow, but before he could finish his sentence, he saw a loud swishing sound as a silhouette suddenly flew up into the air. Then, a figure took out a long sword and cut through the water flow with a "Kacha" sound.
It was Lee Zhaowen.
After he caught Wu Yun, he gently put her back beside Faang Cheng. Faang Cheng quickly turned his head to look at her.
"Wu Yun, are you alright?"
"No problem!"
Wu Yun shook her head as she brushed off the wet clothes on her body. Faang Cheng looked at the wet body wrapped around Wu Yun's exquisite body. It seemed to be a little too close-fitting, so he quickly took off his outer robe and handed it over to Wu Yun.
"Quickly put it on!"
"No need, your body is weak now, don't catch a cold anymore!"
Wu Yun hurriedly refused subconsciously. Faang Cheng shook his head and stuffed the clothes into her hands.
"Your clothes are all wet … "It's a bit …"
Before he finished speaking, Wu Yun understood what he meant. She hastily looked down at her body and found that her wet face was indeed too intimate. She hurriedly took Faang Cheng's robe and put it on.
Mo Lang saw the two of them interacting with each other in such a tacit and natural manner, and the anger in his heart grew even stronger. He really couldn't understand what Wu Yun liked about this disabled person. She actually got along with him so naturally, with such tacit understanding.
"You are just a cripple who only knows how to direct people. Look at how I turned you into a cripple who can even … "I can't command you either..."
As he said that, Mo Lang, who had lost his mind, changed his target to Faang Cheng. He directed the water to condense into a whirlpool, which formed a pointed cone at the very front. It spun non-stop like a sharp awl, and then sprinted towards Faang Cheng's heart …
"Ah!" "Don't …
Wu Yun saw Mo Lang actually attack Faang Cheng and rushed forward to protect Faang Cheng. She did not hesitate to jump onto Faang Cheng and use her body to block Mo Lang's water awl …
"You want to hurt me, Big Brother Faang? No way …"
Then, he threw the Flying Heaven Sword in the direction of Mo Lang's water awl. With a "peng" sound, he forcefully stopped the water from flowing, and the water awl instantly collapsed, leaving only a pair of transparent water sloshing onto the ground. Seeing this, Mo Lang turned pale with fright. He looked at the Flying Heaven Sword in Lee Zhaowen's hand in disbelief.
"What …" How is this possible? A sword... How could he so easily cut through my water awl? This... This is impossible! "
"Why is it impossible? What you don't know doesn't mean that it doesn't exist. You don't know … "You are the only one who knows nothing about it!"
Lee Zhaowen chuckled. His tone was full of disdain and contempt. He was about to say something more, but then he heard a scream from the crowd not far away.
"Niuniu, niuniu, wake up, wake up!"
Everyone heard the tragic cry and could not help but turn their heads to look, only to see Lee Zhaowen's flying sword weirdly stabbing into the chest of a little girl who was about 7 or 8 years old. The little girl's chest was bright red and she was unconscious in her mother's embrace. Too sad!
"Hmph, gongzi, you are hurting me, looks like... I'll have to call the city to take you back to prison! "
When Mo Lang saw this, he could not help but reveal a look of schadenfreude. He thought to himself that this cripple and his underlings were done for. No matter what, with a murder case, it would not be so easy to escape! But just as he was feeling proud, he found that Faang Cheng, who was sitting on the wheelchair, wasn't in a hurry at all. It was as if the whole thing had nothing to do with him and his subordinates. Lee Zhaowen wasn't very worried either, he just quickly walked to the girl with a serious expression.
He examined the girl's injuries carefully and saw that his Flying Sword was stabbed right in her chest. This was a bazaar, and he hadn't noticed this when he was dealing with Mo Lang. That was why he let his Soaring Sky injure this innocent little girl. He quickly turned his head to look at Xiao Qi.
"Xiao Qi …"
"Alright!"
Xiao Qi naturally understood the reason why Lee Zhaowen called her. She immediately walked over.
Xiao Qi quickly came to the girl's side, squatted down, and took out a small glass bottle from her waist. She then opened the girl's mouth, about to drink it. Unexpectedly, when the little girl's mother saw that she was going to feed her daughter some unknown liquid, she hurriedly pushed Xiao Qi's hand away and hugged her daughter tightly. She looked at Xiao Qi and Lee Zhaowen with anger and sadness.
"What are you going to do with Niuniu? "It's all of you who killed her, it's all of you who killed her …"
The mother wailed in pain. She hugged her daughter and kissed her again and again. She was so heartbroken! Seeing her mother's reaction, Xiao Qi hastily grabbed her arm.
"Madam, your daughter is not dead yet. I'm here to save her. If you delay any longer …" Then even the deities of the Great Luo Empire will not be able to save her! "
Xiao Qi looked at the girl's face anxiously. The girl's face had already turned snow-white. She wasn't going to save her … I'm afraid I won't be able to live much longer!
"Even the sword had pierced through his chest. How can he possibly survive?"
"Pity that little girl is so funny, she's so young …"
"This is a market, although you are all young masters of noble families, you can't fight here. Look... "An innocent person has lost a small life …"
The surrounding onlookers started to criticize Lee Zhaowen and the others, but Lee Zhaowen and Xiao Qi acted as if they didn't hear anything and continued to try their best to save the little girl's life.
"Madam, your daughter can still be saved. Quickly give the child to us …"
Lee Zhaowen said worriedly.
"No …" Niuniu is my child, so she died … "I want you to die in my arms …"
Her mother lost control of her emotions. She had been hugging her daughter tightly, not allowing anyone to touch her.
Lee Zhaowen and Xiao Qi looked at each other helplessly before nodding slightly. Then … Lee Zhaowen rushed forward and snatched the little girl, Niu Niu, from her mother's arms and threw her directly into Xiao Qi's arms. Before the mother could react, he had already tightly held her mother to prevent her from affecting Xiao Qi's rescue.
"Ah …" What are you doing? What are you doing? Return your daughter to me … "Give Niuniu back to me …"
The girl's mother struggled desperately as if she had gone mad, but Lee Zhaowen remained unmoved as he continued to pull at her …
— — The content is from [Mick Read]