Wang Meng shrieked and held on to her bottom line.
Ning Shenji struggled for two minutes, but still couldn't break through, so he slapped Wang Meng in anger.
But even so, Wang Meng did not let go.
"Wu De, come here and hold her hand."
Ning Shenji shouted.
"Alright ... Alright."
Just as Wu De was about to take a step forward, a cold voice suddenly sounded out, " "The third young master of the heavengod Hall is actually such a despicable person. I've learned a lot."
"Who is it?"
Ning Shenji jumped in shock. He turned around and saw that it was long Chen. He quickly stood up straight.
Wu De's footsteps also froze, not daring to take another step forward.
"Long Chen ..."
Wang Meng got up, threw herself into Long Chen's arms, and burst into tears.
In Long Chen's arms, Wang Meng finally felt a strong sense of security.
Long Chen took off his coat and put it on Wang Meng.
Wang Meng tightened her coat and tears fell down.
