Boss, she was forced to be the wife

Chapter 100 I hate you the most

The sky and sun are blocked in the valley. Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er have hardly seen the sun since they arrived here. They can't tell the difference between day and night, and they don't know what night it is.

Wei Xicai had been following the weird old man out for a while, and Wan Mo Luo fell into a deep sleep again.

Qiao Runzhi asked Dan'er to take a rest first. The energy consumed in the past few days was huge. Dan'er was the weakest among them. He could no longer hold on for a long time.

Now this is the end of the battle, and Qiao Runzhi doesn't want to watch the people around him fall one after another.

Seeing Dan'er's breathing gradually becoming even on the straw mat, he turned his head and walked to Wan Moluo's bedside.

She was now wearing simple inner clothes. The previous clothes on Mara's body were already in disrepair due to being eaten by poisonous insects, and they no longer knew where they were thrown.

Now all she has on her body are her own clothes that the weird old man was reluctant to take out.

Qiao Runzhi covered Mo Luo with the quilt and looked at her body that was riddled with holes. The hands that once supported the family were now covered with horrific wormholes eaten away by poisonous insects.

He held Mara's hand, and without saying a word, tears fell silently.

Qiao Runzhi has never been a fragile person. Even when he lived such a hard and difficult life with Wanmoluo, he never shed a tear.

But once he faced her, Qiao Runzhi couldn't control his emotions.

Just like now, they gritted their teeth and persisted until today, and finally pulled her back from the hell.

Qiao Runzhi picked up Wan Moluo's riddled hand and put it gently on his face. Tears fell down his thin cheeks and he choked silently.

Even the current situation was achieved through Wanmoluo's hard work.

If the wife hadn't woken up in time, they would have had no chance to escape from Lingwei Villa. They could only watch the wife die and Wei Xicai be forced to marry that black-hearted person.

Not even their own life or death can be decided
Why, why are they so weak and useless?
Qiao Runzhi's heart was filled with mixed emotions, joy, regret, fear and pain, and he gradually woke up from the numbness of running away in a hurry.

He didn't understand why, he loved her but couldn't do anything useful for her.

There is no way to protect her, there is no way to rely on your own abilities, or even just to protect yourself
It would be great if I could be stronger
Qiao Runzhi thought awkwardly in his heart, and a wave of hatred surged out of his heart - it was the hatred for this incompetent and cowardly self.

In the mist of Wanmoluo, he felt as if he had fallen into darkness again, but this time it was different from the previous feeling of powerlessness.

She gradually felt the presence of her body, as if she was falling into a deep sleep.

She could vaguely feel that her body was gradually getting warmer, and it was no longer the biting cold.

Along with the pain in the body comes the gradual recovery of the five senses.

Wanmoluo's consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes blurry, and he felt that his right hand seemed to be wet.

There seemed to be something warm and moist sticking to her palm, and she moved her fingers subconsciously.

The index finger of the hand that was attached to Qiao Runzhi's face moved slightly, as slightly as an insect's tentacles, but enough for Qiao Runzhi to feel it.

He looked at Mo Luo in surprise. Her eyes were covered with cloth and she opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Master wife."

Qiao Runzhi was not sure whether she was awake or not, but the two words that came to her lips eventually turned into breathy sounds and disappeared from her mouth.

But Wan Mo Luo seemed to have heard it.

Because Qiao Runzhi saw her other hand stretched out with difficulty, trying to touch herself in the air.

Qiao Runzhi took Wanmoluo's hand in the air with some trembling, and held her two hands in his palms.

But Wan Mo Luo seemed to have her own ideas, and she gently tried to break away. Qiao Runzhi immediately stopped her strength after realizing this.

"Master Wife, what are you going to do?"

After confirming that Wan Mo Luo had woken up, he asked.

But Wanmoluo didn't speak. Her throat was very sore, a burning pain accompanied by bitterness, and she could only speak one or two words with all her strength.

It would be better not to speak at all.

Qiao Runzhi's voice sounded to her like it was wrapped in ancient leather, distant and muffled.

Following his voice, Mara groped for his lips.

Those slightly cool lips have a familiar outline.

But she didn't stop, and followed his lips all the way up, past the high bridge of his nose, to his brows, and finally down to his cheeks.

This is the wet place where her right hand was pressed when she was unconscious.

Qiao Runzhi is crying.

"Don't cry."

Wan Moluo's hoarse voice sounded, and to his ears, it sounded like the most touching love words in the world.

Qiao Runzhi swore that he really wanted to listen to his wife's words and stop crying. It was the tears that had their own thoughts and surged out again uncontrollably.

Mara only felt that the liquid fell down like broken beads, and her hands were trembling due to being held up for a long time.

"sorry"

The words of apology blurted out, and Qiao Runzhi couldn't help sobbing anymore.

If he hadn't been so useless, things might not be like this at all.

At this moment, he resented himself so much that he was just a man and a powerless person.

Mo Luo couldn't see Qiao Runzhi's appearance, and the only thing he could briefly feel was his moist cheeks.

She wanted to say a few more words to comfort him, but she couldn't say anything due to her physical condition.

Even the darkness gradually enveloped him, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

When the weird old man came back with Wei Xicai, everything returned to how it was before.

No Wan Mo Luo ever woke up, no Qiao Runzhi collapsed.

Everything that has ever happened here, those who have not experienced it will never know what happened.

Dan'er's sleep was undisturbed, and he slept in darkness. When he woke up, it was already the evening of the next day.

He was so tired that when he woke up, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had been beaten.

Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai were sleeping next to him. The weird old man didn't know where he went, and Wan Moluo was still lying quietly on the bed.

Dan'er stood up and moved his numb body. Before he could step forward to check on his wife's condition, the strange old man walked in from the door.

Seeing that he was awake, the weird old man pointed to the medicine jar on the fire and said:
"Now that she's awake, give her this medicine."

After saying that, he went back to the place where he was pounding the medicine and slowly and vigorously pounded the newly brought medicine into mud.

Dan'er responded, took the medicine jar off the fire, opened it and poured it into a broken bowl. The brown soup was steaming, and the strong herbal smell spread throughout the small room.

He patiently let the bowl of medicine dry for a while, then blew on it, tested it a few times with his fingertips, and waited until the temperature dropped before bringing it to the bed.

He lifted Wanmoluo up and leaned on his chest, picked up the medicine bowl and wanted to feed it.

At this time, Wanmoluo had spent a day and a night, and his senses had recovered a lot, but he still couldn't see anything except his eyes.

When Dan'er touched her, she had gradually woken up. Although she was not as alert as before, she could still feel it.

Dan'er was a little surprised to see his wife taking the initiative in his arms, but he was also afraid that the soup in his hand would spill out, so he quickly put down the soup, propped up the pillow behind Wanmo Luo, and let her lean on the bed.

"How do you feel, my wife?"

Mo Luo recognized that it was Dan'er who asked him, so he nodded, his voice still hoarse:

".fine"

"Yes, it's much faster than I expected."

Just when Dan'er was about to turn around and take the bowl of medicine, the strange old man's voice came from behind.

Mara didn't know the existence of this person since she woke up. Now she heard a different voice. She tilted her head and asked:
"you are?"

"Master wife."

Upon hearing Wan Moluo's inquiry, Dan'er quickly told what happened during this period in detail.

From the time they escaped from Lingwei Villa to the strange old man they met when they entered the Lost Valley, until the current situation.

Qiao Runzhi and Wei Xicai woke up at some point and sat there quietly listening to Dan'er's story.

It wasn't until Dan'er finished telling everything that Wan Mo Luo nodded and said:
"I see."

After saying that, she supported her body and moved off the bed. Dan'er saw that she wanted to get off the bed and quickly supported Wanmoluo.

"Old man."

Wanmoluo didn't know where the weird old man was, so he asked Dan'er to point him in a direction.

Having been plagued by illness for more than half a month and almost dying, Wan Mo Luo reluctantly stood up with the help of Dan'er and others. At this time, his legs became weak involuntarily.

But this did not delay what she wanted to do. In full view of everyone, Mora knelt down in front of the weird old man.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace. There is nothing I can do to repay you, Wan Mo Luo. If you have any instructions, I will go through fire and water."

Wan Mo Luo kowtowed heavily in the direction of the old man. The weird old man had no intention of helping Wan Mo Luo up in a hurry. He just stood there and accepted the bow.

"You still have a conscience."

The old man seemed to always have a bad mouth. Wanmoluo was not angry and just said sincerely:

"Junior knows that the poison I am suffering from cannot be cured by ordinary doctors. Senior is willing to save me from fire and water. I am already grateful. If you don't dislike it, you will be Mara's reborn parents."

What Mara said was true and sincere. Although she was indifferent by nature, she was not an ungrateful person.

In this society where the jungle prevails, there are people who are willing to help her without asking about her origins and experiences. Those who put in the effort are like her reborn parents, giving her a second life.

The weird old man was very satisfied with Wan Mo Luo's attitude. A happy look appeared on his ugly face, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"What's your name?"

"Junior, Wanmoluo."

This was the first time that the weird old man asked their names. Even if Qiao Runzhi and the others had been with him for a long time, the weird old man didn't take the initiative to ask their names.

"Yeah, a good name, I like it."

Perhaps he thought Wan Mo Luo's name was special, so the old man laughed a few times and then said:

"Wan Mo Luo, I can save you and make your body recover as before, even more invulnerable to all poisons than before."

The old man pointed at the messy table and continued:
"I am developing a medicine specifically for you. You can survive being eaten by hundreds of poisonous insects. If I successfully develop this medicine, you will be immune to all poisons after taking it, and you will no longer have to worry about enmity with you. Someone will plot against you!"

This weird old man said so many words for the first time in a while. Qiao Runzhi and others looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, I was once attacked by countless poisonous insects, but now I am a blessing in disguise and can be immune to all poisons. Then I will no longer have to fear the persecution of Zhao Ziqin!

Wan Mo Luo also felt happy after hearing this. It was a blessing to be able to recover as before, let alone be immune to all poisons. If this was true, it would be easier to travel around the world in the future.

Furthermore, Zhao Ziqin will definitely hate all of them after being involved in this matter. If he has this ability, it will not be a problem to deal with Zhao Ziqin or the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

It's just that although Wan Mo Luo is blind now, his heart is not blind.

From what Dan'er said before, you could feel that this weird old man was very indifferent to people, but now he promised such a great benefit when he thanked him. I'm afraid there will be other things to wait for later. Hold yourself.

But now that things have come to this, she will never push out this benefit. If she offends this weird old man, not to mention being invulnerable, I am afraid that now he can directly send the four of them to the west!

Although Wan Moluo didn't like the favor, his mind turned very quickly, and he weighed the pros and cons in a blink of an eye, and said with a hint of excitement in his tone:
"If this is really possible, then I have to thank my senior for his kindness in reincarnating me! I don't know your senior's surname, but after Mara recovers and is healthy, I will definitely be filial to my senior, build a nest and erect a monument for my senior, and provide for him until he is old!"

These are just words for the occasion. Wanmoluo has seen a lot in the officialdom, and he can also say a few decent words.

As expected, the old man waved his hand and said directly:

"I don't want these things you said. Of course I have my reasons for helping you. If you don't agree, then I won't help you anymore."

Seeing that the old man's stubborn temper was rising again, Wanmoluo quickly said:
"You are joking. You saved this junior's life. Just say whatever you want me to do. This junior should go through fire and water, no matter what."

After hearing Wan Moluo's words, the old man seemed very satisfied, and his tone became much gentler, and then he continued:

"Even if I ask you to fight against the powerful families in this world, and be in danger with a narrow escape, would you still be willing?"

"Juniors should be willing to do so."

Wanmoluo made the promise directly without any hesitation.

"Okay! In that case, you can stay here with peace of mind. After you recover from your injuries and become immune to all poisons, I will naturally tell you what to do."

The old man did not tell his purpose immediately, but simply let the few of them live here.

Then he went out to collect herbs without stopping.

This weird old man left just as quickly as he came, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the four Wanmo Luo in the house.

In the following time, everyone lived a stable life for a period of time with rare tacit understanding.

Wan Moluo's condition improved rapidly under the old man's care. He went out to collect medicine more often, and every time he came back, he brought back many poisonous insects.

All the poisonous insects forced out of Wan Mo Luo's body have been refined into pills, and Wan Mo Luo has taken them one by one.

Nowadays, apart from her eyesight still not recovering, the wounds on her body have scabbed over and walking on the ground is not a problem.

It was just because of taking the medicine refined from the potent poisonous insects that Wanmoluo's skin turned an unhealthy, corpse-like white color.

But compared to life, this is just a trivial matter for Wanmoluo.

She could now vaguely see blurry figures as she took off the strip of cloth.

And Wei Xicai also understood from the endless stream of poisonous insects that the weird old man brought back every time he went out -

——Zhao Ziqin never gave up looking for him.

It wasn't until half a month later that the black-handed ape beside the weird old man dragged the headless hound back from the Lost Valley.

The hound's death was tragic. The whole dog's head had gone somewhere. The ape's damaged intestines were taken out and dragged along. The contents inside flowed all over the floor, but the limbs were still intact.

The black-handed ape dragged the hound's body into the house to show off as if it were a trophy.

A strange smell spread out, making Qiao Runzhi and the others feel very sick.

"What's the smell?"

At this time, Wanmoluo's eyes had just been filled with herbs and she couldn't see the situation in the room at all. Dan'er, who was closest to her, covered her nose and said:

"This ape was killed from somewhere and the dog dragged it here."

But the strange old man was not surprised. He walked up to the ape, stroked its head, and took a look at the dog's body.

Soon, an envelope tied to the chest was found on the dog's torso.

The envelope had been soaked with the blood of the hound corpse. The bright red blood had not had time to dry up, leaving a small patch of dampness.

The old man took down the envelope, opened it and looked at it for a few times, then looked back at Wei Xicai expressionlessly.

At this time, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er were applying medicine to Wanmoluo. When the ape came in dragging the body of the hound, Wei Xicai noticed - it was the hound of Lingwei Villa.

Each of the hounds specially trained by Lingwei Villa has the logo of Lingwei Villa branded on its body with a branding iron on its hind legs.

Wei Xicai walked to the strange old man silently, reached out and took the letter in his hand.

The corner of the letter was stained red with dog blood. The bright red blood had not yet solidified, and there was a bloody smell of rust.

Wei Xicai found an excuse to go out, sat down on a big rock, and looked through the sunlight shining through the mist on the cliff.

"My dear cousin, are you okay in the Lost Valley? I know you are not dead. Are you surprised? Don't ask me why I know, because there has always been a deep connection between you and me. I can feel it. Get you alive.

I will never give up. You are the love of my life. As long as you are still alive, I will one day enter the Lost Valley and find you.

I miss you very much, and the owner misses you too. We can forgive you for being young and ignorant, but we hope you can come back to us and become a loving family.

If you come back to marry me, I can guarantee you that I will let that annoying woman go. No one from Lingwei Villa, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, or any other faction in the world will look for her again. Her trouble.

Of course, if she can survive safely.

I will always wait for you.

——Cousin Zhao Ziqin"

The hand connected to Wei Xicai began to tremble unconsciously, and a deeply nauseating feeling spread throughout his chest.

Zhao Ziqin didn't say anything, but Wei Xicai didn't know why, from every moment they got along, to every meal, to every contact, scenes flashed in Wei Xicai's mind.

He suddenly felt very nauseous, vomited as soon as his body tilted, and vomited out everything he had eaten today.

Then Wei Xi wiped her mouth and looked at the sky with some despair——

He suddenly understood why the closer the group of them got to Lingwei Villa, the easier it was for Zhao Ziqin to catch him.

Wei Xicai couldn't help but think of what Zhao Ziqin said when they were playing together when he didn't know the true identity of his cousin:

"Look at this little rabbit, I know where it goes!"

"Liar, how can you possibly know where the little rabbit goes!"

"It's true, Xicai, look."

The little Zhao Ziqin took out a worm with a long thread on the thumb from his hand. The worm squirmed slowly and soon disappeared from the fingertips of the little Zhao Ziqin.

"It's also inside the little rabbit. As long as I have the female worm, I can feel where it is."

"It's disgusting and it's in your body, never mind!"

Little Wei Xi was disgusted by the bug and took several steps back.

Xiao Zhao Ziqin shook his head and said with some disappointment:
"It's okay, it's just that this bug was developed by me. It will die after 72 hours, and the connection between me and the little rabbit will be invalid."

Xiao Wei Xicai remained silent. He felt from the bottom of his heart that this was obviously a good thing, but the cousin opposite him was so disappointed.

But this loss did not last long, and her eyes lit up. She looked at Xiao Wei Xi and said:

"If I can develop bugs that never die, we will be connected forever, right?"

Xiao Wei Xicai did not give an answer to this question at the time, but now it seems that what she thought was Zhao Ziqin's joke at that time has now been quietly realized by her.

Wei Xicai's whole body was trembling. Once this suspicion was realized, it would be infinitely amplified in his mind. The little insect as thick as a silver needle and as long as a thumb gradually became clear in Wei Xicai's memory. , making his whole body tremble with nausea.

Wei Xicai stumbled back to the house. The weird old man was sitting in front of the table, making medicine with an expressionless face. When he saw Wei Xicai, he walked in and looked at him calmly, as if he knew everything. But he didn't seem to intend to do anything.

"I believe you saw the content, I."

"I have no idea."

The weird old man shook his head and said bluntly.

"There's no way you can't do anything about it!"

"The poisonous love poison of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect can only be unlocked by the person who cultivates the poison."

The strange old man's words were like a bolt from the blue, causing Wei Xicai to collapse to the ground.

"What's wrong with Xicai?"

At this time, Qiao Runzhi came in with some water. Seeing Wei Xicai collapsed on the ground, he quickly stepped forward to help him. Wei Xicai waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to do, but that he had something to discuss with the old man alone.

When Qiao Runzhi left in doubt, he said feebly:

"You saw it right at the first sight, didn't you? There is really no other way, so why haven't I had an attack?"

At this time, Wei Xicai could still see the appearance of the rebellious young man. The corners of his eyes were drooped, looking extremely frustrated.

The weird old man looked him up and down, then shook his head and said:

"Only the poison can be solved by the poisoner. The reason why you haven't attacked is because the child poison in your body is one-way. It will not attack because you fall in love with someone else, but the mother poison will do the same. In other words, this poisonous love Gu is just a way to tie up someone you don't love, it's extremely despicable!"

The weird old man seemed a little angry when he said this. He slammed the medicine pestle in his hand on the table and left angrily.

Wei Xicai was a little desperate and stared in the direction the weird old man left for a while. When he turned around, he saw Wan Moluo sitting on the bed.

"You didn't sleep."

Wan Moluo nodded. There was only this small wooden house in total. It was not a big place, so you could completely hear what he said.

What's more, she has almost recovered recently, and she completely listened to what the weird old man and Wei Xicai said.

"When I am healed, we will fight back and let Zhao Ziqin remove the poison for you."

Wei Xicai looked at Wan Moluo who was sitting across from him, his mouth tightened and he wanted to cry, but he was forced to hold back.

He felt angry and funny in his heart——

Why did he have the right to cry? It was because of him that Wan Mo Luo, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er were in such miserable state.

Looking at Wan Mo Luo Tong's pale skin without a trace of blood, as well as her eyes that are not yet healed and her voice that is still somewhat hoarse.

Wei Xicai felt a deep sense of guilt for the first time.

"are you still there?"

Wanmoluo couldn't hear the movement on the other side, nor could he feel the footsteps of someone leaving, so he asked tentatively.

After hearing Wan Moluo's question, Wei Xi walked to Wan Moluo and reached her bedside.

Neither of them spoke, and Wei Xi silently took off the strip of cloth tied to Wan Mo Luo's eyes.

Feeling the cloth strips on his face being taken off, Wanmoluo subconsciously touched his eyes. He felt that the ointment previously applied on his eyes had been absorbed, and then he slowly tried to open his eyes.

Directly in front of her was a cauldron for refining pills. She could see it more clearly now, although it still seemed to be shrouded in a thin veil.

So Wan Moluo turned around and looked at Wei Xicai.

In fact, she had not looked at Wei Xicai seriously before, because he never liked to give her a good look, and his words were often critical and mean. He would get angry after saying a few words. He loved to play with tempers and was rare to be so quiet. sitting next to him.

Looking at it now, Wan Moluo felt that Wei Xicai had a kind of determination that he had never experienced before. It seemed that he had experienced too many and vigorous things during this period, which made him feel unexpectedly calm. Come down.

Normally, he would always look arrogant and show off his power, and his hanging peach blossom eyes would always look arrogant, but now they were drooping down like a bereaved dog.

Wanmoluo wanted to say something to comfort him, but when the words came to his lips, he could only say a dry sentence——

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

But even this sentence made Wei Xicai choke up. He did not answer Wan Moluo's words, but remained silent for a long time in a rare moment.

It took so long that even Wan Moluo felt that he could no longer wait for his answer. Only then did Wei Xi speak, but it was a completely unrelated topic:

"Why did you keep taking the seven of us with you in the first place?"

Obviously, given the situation at that time, it didn't matter even if a few people except Qiao Runzhi were sent somewhere to send them off.

It was like when Wei Xicai sneaked out from Lingwei Villa and was secretly monitored by Zhao Ziqin, who then sold him to a human trafficker as a punishment.

What's ridiculous is that the people who grew up with him like family members treated him casually like a toy just to give him a punishment for disobedience.

But someone who has never met him or even treated him well is willing to do so much for him.

Wei Xi secretly wiped away the tears that fell from the corners of his eyes, stubbornly not letting himself cry. He didn't understand why things in this world were like this.

Wanmoluo knew what he was talking about. He was asking why he took them with him when he went to Kyoto.

She smiled helplessly:
"I once gave you the right to choose and leave, but now that I think about it, you really have nowhere to go. In this troubled world, maybe I am your only support."

Wan Moluo remembered that she was a killer, but she was a ruthless killer, but she was not an animal that killed innocent people at will, nor was she an animal that let out its desires at will.

She has her own persistence. Even as a killer, she will have responsibilities that she should shoulder. Even if she came to this world and relieved herself of the burden of being a killer, she soon shouldered the burden of being a 'Wan Mo Luo'. 's burden.

Why do people live in this world? It would be good if they could live a relaxed and carefree life, but what if they have responsibilities?
Wan Moluo has thought about this problem. She can tolerate herself doing nothing every day, but she cannot let herself become a person who shirks her responsibilities. This will completely lose the value of her life.

Whether you are a killer or their wife.

Even in the days when she became a killing machine and never saw the light of day, she completed her mission brilliantly.

Maybe it seems that this responsibility is right now. At least when she is completely isolated and helpless, there will still be them gritting their teeth and persisting for her life and death.

Wei Xi just listened and felt a big stone pressing down on his heart. She gave him or them something to rely on.

It would be fine if she was like Kira, but he brought her to another hell.

Wei Xi closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was much calmer. He said lightly:
"Among us, you have always only liked Brother Runzhi, right?"

His sentence was clearly a statement, calm and without any emotion, with a feeling of sadness greater than death.

But immediately before Wanmoluo could answer, he smiled and said somewhat arrogantly:
"You know, Wanmoluo, I hate you the most!"

That familiar tone made Wan Moluo stunned. He couldn't see Wei Xicai's expression clearly, and couldn't guess what kind of emotion he was feeling when he said this.

Wan Mo Luo was silent for a moment and said:

"I know, sorry."

It was to apologize for what Wan Mo Luo had done to hurt Wei Xicai, even though the original owner no longer knew which animal realm he had been reincarnated into.

But if Wan Moluo could see it, she could see the expression on Wei Xicai's words when she was very close to her.

Although the tone of voice was still as disgusting as before, the frown and tears could no longer be suppressed.

Looking at Wan Moluo's empty eyes and blurted apology, Wei Xi felt as if her eyes were like a leaky roof, with rainwater dripping all the time.

Why did he feel so sad? It wasn't because he knew she liked Brother Runzhi, and it wasn't because of her apology.

But because he is really leaving.

Wanmoluo, she doesn't know anything at all, she is a fool.

Wei Xicai thought secretly in his heart.

But he felt that he was also a fool, because he didn't want Wanmoluo to know at all, so maybe it would be best to end without a cure.

Let Zhao Ziqin think that she was dead.

This is good, this is good.

-

Wei Xicai left that night. He didn't tell anyone. He just asked the weird old man to lend him the black-handed ape, and the ape led him back to the place he came from.

When they approached the exit of the Lost Valley, the ape refused to go any further, leaving Wei Xicai alone to go forward alone.

After walking for who knows how long, I finally saw a vague figure guarding the entrance to the Lost Valley.

When the guards saw someone coming out of the mist, they all became vigilant. It wasn't until the figure fully appeared that they realized it was the young master.

There was a commotion among everyone, and Zhao Ziqin rushed over quickly. When he saw Wei Xicai, he rushed up and hugged him.

"Xicai, you finally came out. I knew you could come out."

Wei Xicai felt cold all over when she hugged her, and the eyes he looked at her were dull.

"It's time to evacuate your people."

"well!"

Zhao Ziqin said hello several times, hugged Wei Xicai, wrapped the thin man in his cloak, and asked about his welfare.

When the black-handed ape saw that Wei Xicai had been picked up, he walked back leisurely.

Early that morning, Qiao Runzhi didn't see Wei Xicai when he got up. He didn't see Wei Xicai until noon, so he felt something was wrong and started looking around.

When the weird old man came back and asked about it, he said:
"The kid left."

"leave?!"

Everyone was shocked after hearing this, even Wan Moluo was surprised. At this time, she did not wear a strip of cloth on her face, so she could barely see everyone clearly. She was also surprised to see Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er, and asked quickly:
"what is the problem?"

So the weird old man simply said a few words about how Wei Xi found him last night.

These words made the three people who had been listening next to them become uneasy, and they all had a faint urge to go out and find Wei Xicai.

The weird old man saw through the minds of the three people, calmly took a sip of tea and said:
"If you want to die, wait until the girl's injuries are healed. I didn't save you just to let you die one by one."

The old man's words made everyone fall silent. Thinking of the manpower of Lingwei Villa and Zhao Ziqin's ruthlessness, everyone sighed secretly.

But this matter was like a big stone weighing on everyone's hearts, making everyone extremely depressed.

Wan Moluo, Qiao Runzhi, and Dan'er all lived a life of drinking medicine, resting, and exercising every day. The leisurely time they had spent after a disaster was gone forever.

Since Wei Xicai left, the steady stream of poisonous insects that Zhao Ziqin arranged to crawl in and test at the entrance to the Lost Valley has also been interrupted.

However, the poisonous insects she released before were found in a cellar by the weird old man and cultivated, and now they are completely sufficient even if they are not available.

Wanmoluo's eyes gradually improved since that day. In just half a month, her eyes could see all objects as clearly as before.

It's just that the sword and iron fan she carried had been thrown away. Without any weapons, Wanmoluo just used empty fists when she had nothing to do, and felt that the strength of her whole body was gradually recovering along with her veins.

The weird old man is still carrying out his previous promise of being invulnerable to all poisons. Although Wanmoluo's body has almost recovered, the skin around her is completely different from before.

But the weird old man looked at Wan Moluo's current appearance and smiled happily.

He waited until Wan Moluo's body was completely healed before taking out the poisonous insects he had carefully cultivated.

Wan Mo Luo was still a little afraid of these bugs, but before he could protest, the old man put the insects on Wan Mo Luo's body without any explanation.

But this time it was obviously different. The poisonous insect had no intention of getting into her body at all. Instead, it desperately wanted to stay away from her body, as if it was afraid of avoiding it.

The old man took out different types of poisonous insects and tried them on Wanmoluo's body, and the results were the same -

I saw a smile appear on his twisted face, which looked even more twisted and terrifying, making people shudder when looking at it, and his mental state seemed to have fallen into madness again.

"It's done, it's done, all my years of hard work have finally come to fruition!"

(End of this chapter)