MTL - This Guy is Wrong-Chapter 72 The peak of the demon world (7)

   Chapter 72 The Peak of the Demon World (7)

  Why did you vomit blood?

  Chuzheng held his wrist and took a closer look. The trauma was almost healed, and it proved to be effective. Why did he vomit blood? If he vomits blood, will he still think he is a good person?

   "What's wrong with you?" Chuzheng asked him.

  Litang was a little confused, leaning against Chuzheng's arms, his face was pale and unable to speak.

  Chuzheng carefully recalled what he received about Li Tang, but he didn't seem to mention it, only that he was tortured by Song Gongzi and escaped...

   So why Litang vomited blood, she had no clue.

   Litang's collar was a little open, and the edge of the collar was soaked with blood, and it was spreading.

   Chuzheng opened the placket to reveal his shoulders.

   The penetrating wound she had seen before was bleeding out, not only on the shoulders, but also on the knees.

   Chuzheng put him down, lifted his trousers, and rolled them up to his knees.

   Shoulder and knee wounds are almost the same…

   "Hello." Chu Zheng leaned over the bed and called out to Li Tang, "How did you get this injury on your body?"

   Li Tang was sweating coldly on his forehead, unable to answer her at all.

   Chuzheng felt restless in his heart.

   So annoying!

   Forget it! -

  Litang felt that he was being roasted on the fire, and his bones seemed to be burning. I don't know how long it took before he felt better.

   He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

   His body seemed to be pressed by something, his breathing was uneven, and his limbs were stiff.

   Li Tang suddenly woke up, he opened his eyes and stared at the mosquito net above his head.

  Not a dark, dirty, damp, rat-infested cell.

   The room has a faint aroma.

  Where is he?

  Litang's memory was a little confusing, and it took a while to remember that a woman saved him.

  Li Tang turned his head and looked at the room, which was the same room as before.

   His clothes were a little messy, and his neckline was open, revealing his bruised chest and shoulders.

  Li Tang closed his clothes silently, the pain in his shoulder made him unable to get up at all.

   Until this moment, he didn't believe that he really left that cell, that place like a nightmare.

   That person also died.

   "Squeak-"

  Li Tang looked towards the door, a girl in a light-colored dress came in with a tray, her eyes met his, and she said lightly, "Wake up."

   She closed the door, put down the tray, and walked to the bedside: "Are you hungry?"

  Li Tang shook his head, but his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

   Chuzheng turned around and brought the tray over: "Eat it, it's hot."

   He went on a hunger strike for two days in the dungeon, and was already very hungry. Li Tang was silent for a while, tried to sit up, but failed several times in a row, sweating all over.

   He lay back and shook his head, he didn't eat.

  Chuzheng seemed to have reacted just now, reached out to help him up, and stuffed him with chopsticks.

  Li Tang leaned against Chuzheng, his back against her warm and soft body, he could see her fair profile sideways, revealing a halo, as if plated with shimmering light.

   He stared at it for a few seconds, then looked away.

  Litang's fingers trembled, and he couldn't hold the chopsticks at all.

   He stared at the food in front of him, hungry but unable to eat.

   "Eat."

The people behind    urged him.

  How he eats!

   Li Tang was so angry that he threw away the chopsticks and looked elsewhere, like a child with a tantrum.

  【Miss...】King Zhehao thinks that if she doesn't remind her, she will play this good person card to death, 【He can't eat it by himself now. 】

  Chuzheng: "..." Then wait until he has the means to eat it by himself?

  […] Is this normal thinking? 【Can't you feed him? ! 】

  Chuzheng: "..." I'm not fucking, why should I feed him!

  【Can't you just treat yourself as a motherfucker? 】

   I don't have such an old son.

  【There is now! Hurry up and feed it, Miss. If you die of starvation, you have to rewind it. You finally got here. Do you want to go back and do it again? don't you want to? Be a good person if you don't want to! We want to be a good person, a good person, a good person! 】

   Chuzheng: "…"

  Chuzheng resignedly picked up the spoon, fed it to Litang's mouth, and ordered coldly: "Eat."

   Li Tang frowned and didn't open his mouth, Chu Zheng suddenly pinched his chin and fed him directly.

   "Cough cough..." Li Tang was choked, did she want to kill herself?

  Chuzheng patted him on the back and fed it to his mouth again. Litang didn't move yet, Chuzheng was about to squeeze his chin again, so Litang opened his mouth quickly.

   Chuzheng fed a spoonful, and Litang took a bite, but the more Chuzheng fed, the faster Litang's cheeks bulged.

   Li Tang finished eating, sweating all over, looking at Chuzheng with anger in his eyes.

   He didn't realize it himself, and when he first left the dungeon, he had emotions and anger at this time.

   "How did you get the injury on your body?"

  Litang knew what injury she was asking about, so he lowered his head and said for the first time, "Devil Nail."

  The boy's voice was a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and there was a vague sense of hatred.

   Chuzheng's mind is full of demon-killing nails, what kind of nails are they? She has never heard of it! This is outrageous!

After a while, she asked calmly, "How to get it out?" No matter what nails it is, it's right to get it out!

   The teenager shook his head: "I can't figure it out."

"why?"

  The boy's eyes fell into a dead silence again, he only shook his head, and did not make a sound.

   He seemed to be in his own world, no matter what Chuzheng said, he didn't respond.

   Chuzheng tucked him into the quilt and walked back and forth in the same place, the background board was filled with the word trouble. -

"right here!"

  Li Tang was awakened by the noise, and the fire flickered outside the window, almost illuminating the entire room.

   Chuzheng stood in front of the window, the window in front of him was half open, and he was looking down.

   The shopkeeper was talking to the leading people below, and seemed to want to stop them, but the group of people entered the store arrogantly.

   Then someone drove the rest of the inn out, and someone came to her room.

  Chuzheng closed the window and looked back at Litang.

  Litang grabbed the quilt and looked at her silently.

   "Open the door! Come out!"

   "The people inside give me out!"

  Chuzheng walked to the door, took the coat hanging on the chair and put it on.

  Squeak-

  Chuzheng opened the door, and the corridor outside was full of people holding torches, all of them from the Song family.

   "It's her!" Someone behind the group pointed at her: "What I saw, that weapon belonged to her, she killed Young Master Song! She was the murderer!"

   Chuzheng's indifferent eyes swept to the person who identified him, who was the thief he met earlier.

   The thief met Chuzheng's gaze, his back was inexplicably chilled, and he ducked behind the crowd.

   "Good, you wicked woman, how dare you kill our son!" The Song family was full of anger.

   "Do you have evidence?" Chuzheng asked in a calm tone with his arms around his chest.

   "This is the evidence!" The man threw the blood-stained spiritual tool in front of Chuzheng.

The    spirit tool hit the wooden floor and made a dull sound.

   "Someone saw with your own eyes that you bought this sword, and our son died under this weapon." The speaker pointed to the thief: "He also saw you near the crime scene, it's not who you are!"

   (end of this chapter)