The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Ling Chenyu finally found Liu Yaoyao, but his Yaoyao was lying on the ground in an extremely unscientific posture.

Ling Chenyu's heart sank suddenly, as if being pressed down by a huge rock, almost suffocating him.

Her hair was messy, with some strands of unknown green slime hanging from them, and her face was covered in colorful "makeup" mixed with dirt, tear marks, and shoe prints that seemed to have been left by someone.

Liu Yaoyao, the girl who was once as lively as the sun, now looks like a flower ravaged by a storm.

Ling Chenyu was terrified and ran towards her carefully but quickly.

Only then did he realize that Liu Yaoyao's eyes were closed, her face was pale, and there were traces of tears at the corners of her mouth. It seemed that she had experienced a desperate struggle before she fell into a coma.

"Yao Yao..."

Ling Chenyu's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and the sound he made was hoarse and trembling.

His eyes widened; the scene before him seemed as unreal as a nightmare.

"This... How is this possible? My Yaoyao..."

He muttered to himself, every word weighing as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting his heart.

With trembling hands, he slowly reached out to Liu Yaoyao's face, which seemed far away yet so close.

When his fingertips touched the cold back of her hand, at that moment, it was as if thousands of ice needles pierced his heart at the same time, causing him to almost suffocate with pain.

This coldness was not just the chill of the cellar, but also the temperature of his inner despair.

"Yaoyao, wake up, don't scare me..."

There was a barely perceptible choke in Ling Chenyu's voice. He tried to make his expression look relaxed, but the tears in his eyes betrayed his emotions.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to construct a beautiful picture in his mind to dispel the haze before his eyes.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he could faintly hear Yaoyao's weak and intermittent cries for help. The voice was as thin as a gossamer, but it clearly penetrated his eardrum and struck deep into his soul.

"help me……"

Every word was like a sharp blade, slowly cutting through his heart, leaving scars that were difficult to heal.

"Yaoyao, don't worry, I will never let anything happen to you!"

Ling Chenyu clenched his teeth, trying hard not to let the tears fall.

He quickly adjusted his mood, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he secretly swore in his heart that those who hurt Yaoyao would pay a thousand times the price.

"These bastards, what on earth did they do to Yaoyao!"

Ling Chenyu's anger erupted like a volcano. His eyes were red, his fists were clenched, and he wished he could tear those men in black into pieces immediately.

He looked around, searching for any clues or items that might help Yaoyao, but there was nothing here except darkness and cold.

"Yaoyao, you must hold on, I'm here to save you."

Ling Chenyu prayed silently in his heart. He carefully picked up Liu Yaoyao, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing her dream.

Ling Chenyu's footsteps echoed on the stone steps of the cellar, and every step seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of time, rapid and powerful.

He knew very well that every second at this moment was a precious moment in the race against death.

Yaoyao’s safety is of paramount importance, and he must race against time to get her out of this dark cage and welcome the dawn of life.

When Ling Chenyu finally stepped out of the last step of the cellar, the sunlight from outside surged in like a tide, penetrating his tense face, but seemed unable to penetrate the haze in his heart.

To him, that light was more like a sarcastic bystander, witnessing his inner struggle and pain.

"This sunshine is so thoughtful. It chooses this moment to remind me how beautiful the world outside is, but the person in my arms is..."

Ling Chenyu's lips curled up in a self-deprecating smile, but his eyes flickered with determination.

Now is not the time to indulge in sadness. Yaoyao needs him and he must be strong.

He hugged Yaoyao tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his warmth and strength to her.

Although his body was trembling from long-term tension and fatigue, his heart was extremely firm.

He secretly swore that this was not just for Yaoyao.

It is also for those who are also living in fear and injustice. He wants to let Liu Jingshu and those men in black know that justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

"Liu Jingshu, Liu Jingshu, have you ever thought that the evil you do today will be repaid a hundredfold in the future?

I, Ling Chenyu, swear here that I will remember the pain you brought to Yaoyao and will make you pay for your actions."

Ling Chenyu muttered to himself.

Leng Feng and his group looked eagerly at Ling Chenyu as he stepped up the stairs step by step.

When Ling Chenyu's figure fully appeared, their eyes instantly focused on Liu Yaoyao in his arms. At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and even the wind held its breath.