At this moment, Mo Ran’s voice rang out, “Yang Ziru, you’re staying here.” Everyone turned to look at him, confused. “Why?” Yang Ziru asked. “No reason. Just stay. I don’t want to collect your corpse from the Demon Cult.”
I secretly laughed – just say you’re concerned about her, don’t be so awkward, hehe.
Baby and Bei Bei sent us off and went to the inn in Huayuan Town with Yu Mo and Shu Yang. Now, Shang and I were lying dejectedly in the grass outside the Demon Cult. I whispered in frustration, “Damn, these Demon Cult guards are so strict! How are we supposed to get in?”
Shang chose to remain silent.
“Little Shang, I’m thirsty.” I looked at him pitifully. Shang carefully stood up, “I’ll get water for you. Stay here and don’t run around, I’ll be right back.” I nodded forcefully and urged him to go quickly.
While supporting my chin with my hands, I observed the people from the Demon Sect. Suddenly, someone unexpectedly covered my mouth and nose with a cloth, and I began to feel drowsy. My limbs completely lost strength.
Helplessly, I was carried into the Demon Sect by a masked person. The masked person spoke with another, who mercilessly struck the back of my head, and I instantly passed out.
In the moment before losing consciousness, I had two thoughts: the first was – I haven’t even had water yet! The second thought was clearly more important – could this be the legendary kidnapping? Heavens! What did I do to deserve this? Little Shang, come save me!
When I woke up, I found myself lying on a soft couch, covered with a blanket. I propped myself up and shook my dizzy head. After restarting my brain, I recalled being kidnapped and carried to the Demon Sect’s lair while Shang went to get water.
However, everything here was just darkness. I probably hadn’t left the Demon Sect. After all, it was a powerful dark organization. Even though Shang was a martial arts master, he couldn’t rescue me immediately, especially with the Demon Sect’s strict guards.
