Yan Bing gently pushed open Wensheng's door and walked in...
But the first thing she faced was not Wen Sheng's black face or her crazy roar, but the mess all over the ground and the smell of rotten food...
In the dim room, a young man with no eyes was lying on the bed without moving, while beside him... he... was leaning against a thin girl... Luo Qing...
"You are here..." Luo Qingqiang sat up slowly with his body, his already sharp face, and his cheeks were a little sunken at this time... "Sit as you like... I'm weak all over now... I won't make tea for you..."
"You! Why have you all become like this??" Although Yan Bing had made sufficient preparations, the scene in front of her was still beyond her expectations... She couldn't help but be stunned.
Wen Sheng was still dazed and turned a deaf ear to everything around him. Luo Qing was the only one who looked at Yan Bing with a wry smile, and replied powerlessly and hoarsely: "Wen Sheng... Since entering this house, he has been not eating or drinking. I have been persuading him, as if... it is useless... I can only use his energy to maintain his heart and go on a hunger strike with him. I told him that he doesn't eat... I won't eat... Now it's been more than ten days..."
"Why didn't anyone tell me? Wen Miao! Don't Wen Miao and the others know it?" Yan Bing walked forward and gently pushed Tweet Wensheng. His already thin body was now like a dead grass. Although he was still breathing, his eyes were still staring at the beam of the room without moving...
"Sister Wen Miao has been here every day, but no matter how she says everything, Wen Sheng... is still like this, but... you don't have to worry too much..." Speaking of this, Luo Qing squeezed out a smile on his cracked lips, and said softly to Yan Bing: "I've been so angry with my master. If we both fainted from hunger one day, we will save us with the Great Refuge Pill..."
"Nothing!! If you don't find it in time, don't you both 'turned into butterflies'!!!?"
"Turning into butterflies? What is turning into butterflies?"
"It's just a sacrifice for love! Death!!" Yan Bing was too lazy to explain to her, so he sat on the head of the bed and helped Wen Sheng up, with a few big mouths on his face!
"You! What are you doing?" Even though Luo Qing was like this now, she was still worried about Wen Sheng and wanted to go forward to stop him, but Yan Bing pushed him away! Luo Qing, who was already weak, had no strength to resist and was pushed aside by her.
"Lying there! Don't worry!" Yan Bing stood up with his eyebrows and roared, then grabbed Wen Sheng's shoulders and shouted loudly: "You are a waste!! Your mother is dead! You don't even dare to avenge you!! I will tell you today! The reason why Zeng Ke took action is my command!! I just don't want her to live! Because she killed our father!! It was her first move!! Don't blame me for being ruthless!! If you still want to avenge you...!"
"Bang!"
Yan Bing picked up the sword that his master gave to Wen Sheng, threw it on the bed, pointed at the sword and shouted loudly, "Then you pick it up!!! Come! Take revenge!!"
"ah--!!!!"
Wen Sheng roared, widened his eyes, grabbed Zi Qiao at the head of the bed, pressed the sheath spring and pulled out the sword! He stabbed Yan Bing!
"Then hate it, the master has no choice. Why don't you stab me with a sword? Just don't stab me to death." Yan Bing quipped with a smile.
Xiao Wensheng shook his head slowly and said softly: "I've tried it... I can't stab it..."
"What should I do? Otherwise...oh! What are you doing!? Ah—!!!!" With Yan Bing's scream, a deep tooth mark was imprinted on Yan Bing's shoulder... and Wen Sheng also smiled for a long time...