"Pa" slapped the wretched man's dirty hands away, and quickly put on Meng Xian's clothes with his slender arms. Then, he tightly hugged Meng Xian's thin shoulders and couldn't help but growl: "Give it to me."

Wake up! Meng Xian! Meng Xian! Do you know what they are going to do, why don’t you resist!"

Before Ling Ziliang finished speaking, he felt pain in his cheek and his teeth were about to pop out!

Quickly flying away from Meng Xian, he fell to the ground in a very embarrassed state.

The face that was originally swollen by Meng Xian was now swollen even more because of this punch.

Ling Ziliang's face was red and swollen, and he collapsed on the cold bluestone.

This punch really knocked him out, and he looked at the wretched man in ignorance.

It took a long time before he came back to his senses. He wiped the corner of his lips where there were traces of blood, and a wry smile appeared on his face. If he had known earlier, he should have practiced martial arts... It would be better than being beaten every time.

He stood up unsteadily, with a pair of dark purple eyes gleaming and floating, staring at Meng Xian who had not yet recovered from his thoughts, Ling Ziliang couldn't help but growl: "Meng Xian, please wake up!

"

Maybe his voice was too angry, maybe his words made Meng Xian hear a little worry, but in the end, Meng Xian was dragged back from his thoughts.

He looked at Ling Ziliang stupidly and ignorantly, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes, "Zi Liang!"

Looking at the clothes he was wearing and the people next to him, he understood it immediately despite being a belated but smart person.

"Ziliang - I'm not -" He looked at Ling Ziliang in panic.

It’s time, please explain!

Ling Ziliang was so angry that it took him a long time before he fell to the ground in despair again and said helplessly: "I'm going to trouble you again, Meng Xian, I don't want to die here with you."

Looking at Ling Ziliang who fell to the ground with an indifferent expression, Meng Xian's head was covered with black lines. How could this guy have any panic that he was going to die here?

But, so what?

He loves him, why would he watch him being beaten!

In this world, only he can beat him, no one else can!

No...no one can do it! Not even him...

The scene of beating Ling Ziliang just now replayed in his mind, and his heart ached so much that it was almost hard to breathe. Looking at the first traces of blood on Ling Ziliang's lips, Meng Xian's heart ached even more.

Without any need for thinking, he raised his slender legs and kicked the wretched man next to him away!

The contemptuous and disdainful eyes swept around the wretched man, and with a smile that captivated the country, he taunted: "You dare to take advantage of me, have you lived enough?"

When the servants and guards nearby saw that their master had been beaten, they froze on the spot for a moment and then burst into flames. They swarmed up in a rolling rush, flattering and greeting, and kept shouting: "Master, are you okay?"

"Try it and see if anything happens!" The wretched man's whole body was trembling. He pointed at the servants who looked fawning and almost fainted with anger.

At the same time, Meng Xian went straight to Ling Ziliang, squatted in front of him carefully, and looked at the blood on his lips with distress, "Ziliang, how are you?"

Countless guilt surged out of his heart, and a pair of shining phoenix eyes stared closely at Ling Ziliang's swollen cheeks, feeling extremely painful in his heart.
Chapter completed!