King of Spades had not yet recovered from Yu Lan's strange appearance. As soon as the barrier shattered, he immediately tried to escape, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a sense of weightlessness in his body, and he fell down uncontrollably.
He looked back with difficulty and found that his legs had been instantly torn to pieces.
Mo Wen seemed to be walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of him.
A thin barrier was erected in front of him, and the King of Spades desperately tried to block Muren's steps.
However, the barrier was crushed by Muren the moment it was erected, along with his last hope.
'Don't kill me, I'll give you what you want!' The overbearing aura of Mo Wen caused all of the Spade King's consciousness to collapse, and he roared with clenched teeth, although his face could not be seen, Mo Wen could probably guess the desperation of his desperate gamble.
'Give me what I want?'
With one hand, he pressed the King of Spades' head to the ground. The dagger in Mo Wen's hand deftly made a loop before being stabbed directly into the King of Spades' lung without any hesitation. He held the dagger and twirled it twice, a hideous smile spreading across his usually calm face, 'What I want, from beginning to end, is only Lanlan.'
He couldn't understand what 'Lanlan' meant in Mo Wen's words. The pain in his leg and lungs had made it impossible for him to maintain any rationality.
'In fact, generally speaking, I would prefer to end your life directly. After all, we have no grudges against each other. But because of you, my Lanlan has blood on her hands.'
Mo Wen rarely speaks much in front of someone who is about to die, but this time he made an exception. His dark eyes were full of a tyrannical darkness as he pulled out the blood-stained dagger in his hand, no longer caring about the life or death of the King of Spades.
Since the King of Spades was wearing a mask, no one could see how ugly his face was. He tried to say something, but all that came out was a coughing fit that brought on a sharp pain in his lungs.
Every breath brought with it a searing pain, and he clenched his fists in frustration, unable to believe that he had died at the hands of a strange man whose name he didn't even know.
Mo Wen, who had turned around, looked at Yu Lan, who had almost killed all the guards, and stood on the platform, gently opening his hand and saying, 'Lan Lan, come here.'
Yu Lan's hand was resting on a gun. She sat quietly in a pool of blood, looked up at Mo Wen after hearing his call, and her blood-stained face revealed a look of confusion.
'Okay, okay, if you don't come over, I'll come over, okay?' Seeing that Yu Lan didn't move, Mo Wen didn't beat about the bush and walked over himself.
As soon as Mo Wen approached her, Yu Lan's sharp tail patted the ground in front of Mo Wen in a very deterrent manner. She bared her teeth and roared menacingly, blocking Mo Wen's approach.
However, Mo Wen completely ignored her fierce appearance. The next second, he disappeared from the spot, and by the time Yu Lan reacted, he was already in her arms.
Yu Lan's head was in a daze, but she subconsciously hurriedly tucked in the sharp barbs on her tail, and even her back's neat long bones shrank a little in constraint.
'Lan Lan, you haven't forgotten me, have you?'
Seeing Yu Lan like this, Mo Wen smiled, his voice a flat question spoken in a statement tone. The short sentence contained a deep-seated violence that was being suppressed.
An inexplicable shiver ran through him, and Yu Lan turned her neck and glanced at Mo Wen's profile. It seemed like he had been thinking for a long time before suddenly grinning and revealing a big smile.
'Do you remember now?' Seeing Yu Lan smile, Mo Wen tilted his head and rubbed her hair, still not giving up, 'What, didn't you recognise me just now?'
Yu Lan still didn't quite understand what Mo Wen meant, tilting her head and blinking her eyes, her face full of innocence.
No matter how he looked at it, Mo Wen felt that the bloodstains on Yu Lan's face were extremely annoying. He took out the clean handkerchief he always carried with him and carefully wiped her cheeks, so focused that he didn't realise that they were now sitting in the midst of a sea of corpses.
Yu Lan obediently let him wipe her face, smiling flattery from time to time, while her two slender tails rhythmically tapped the ground.
'Tsk, abusing a dog.' Drunken Night sat cross-legged on the ground, covering his eyes and secretly watching Mo Wen and Yu Lan "in tender affection," then glanced at Xiu Qi in a face-saving manner and whispered, "Every time I see the Boss's gentle face, I feel like I'm going to die of fright.'
On hearing this, Xiu Qi glared at Drunken Night unhappily, unconditionally taking Mo Wen's side and saying, "That's because you're a coward.'
'Hey, I'm timid?!' Drunken Night was unhappy, "How dare you say that you don't feel a little surprised when you see your boss like this, like you've eaten shit? I just don't believe it. Did the boss before the end of the world wear such a mushy smile on his face every day?'
'Of course," Xiuzhi snorted at Drunken Night, 'The boss has always been a very gentle person.'
His heart and eyes were full of Yu Lan.
'..."Tender? Drunken Night could only roll his eyes at this, not wanting to deal with this loyal dog that wagged its tail around Mo Wen all day long. Anything he said about Mo Wen couldn't be trusted, absolutely not.
Mo Wen had already finished wiping Yu Lan's face, and only then did he notice the scene around them. He frowned and picked up Yu Lan and walked over to a clean area, continuing to wipe her bruised hands.
Looking at Yu Lan's skin, which was covered in large and small open cracks, Mo Wen placed his hand on her face and rubbed it tenderly.
In the past few months, under his care, Yu Lan had neither developed worms nor decayed. Although her skin was not as smooth and bright as before, but it was still intact and covered her body.
But now, looking at the large and small cracks that had opened up, Mo Wen felt only pain in his heart. He carefully held Yu Lan in his arms, and his hoarse voice took on a sad tone.
'Silly Lanlan, I can fix these on my own, why are you trying so hard?'
'Do you understand how much I cannot lose you?'
'Do you know... how much I love you?'
Mo Wen's questions came one after the other, and at this moment, he, who had always been so self-reliant, was as vulnerable as the little boy who had been helpless in the orphanage.
Yu Lan was really innocent. She was held in Mo Wen's arms and could not move pitifully.
She pouted and touched the back of Mo Wen's head. Her two tails carefully touched Mo Wen's back, just like a cat being petted with a cat toy, touching and then withdrawing.
Seeing that Mo Wen still ignored her, she felt even more aggrieved.
'Ooh...' Don't be upset, okay? I don't like it when you're like this...
After a while, she finally rolled her eyes, thought for a long time, and then "blink" placed a kiss behind Mo Wen's ear. Then she opened her mouth and made a great effort to squeeze a hoarse, short sound from her throat.
'Ah, Wen.'
Mo Wen was stunned.