Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

Fang Tianwen had been following Shen Yutang for many years and understood his emotions best. Seeing his sullen face, he snorted and laughed:

"Why, do you care about him so much?"

Shen Yutang frowned and said sternly: "I told you not to talk about him, didn't you hear me?"

These words were like the fuse that set off the firecrackers, instantly igniting Fang Tianwen's jealous heart. He couldn't help but roar at Shen Yutang:

"Don't deceive yourself. Do you think I don't know where your power comes from? You actually gave yourself to that monk. What about me? I have been behind you sincerely all these years. Can't you see it?"

Fang Tianwen was filled with anger. Looking at the face he had been thinking about day and night, he could not help but kneel beside the stone bed, holding Shen Yutang's hand, and looking up at him affectionately:

"Yutang, I like you, no, I love you, I really love you, don't think about that monk, let's be together, okay? You be the leader, I will help you kill all those who are against you, let's rule the world together, okay?"

Shen Yutang looked down at him with a squinting look on his face, a mocking arc on his lips, and pulled his hand away. The next second, he slapped Fang Tianwen hard:

"Disgusting, are you worthy enough?"

As he said this, he put his hands on his outer robe and rubbed them again and again, as if they were stained with some dirty stuff.

Fang Tianwen tilted his head in a daze for a moment, tears slowly gathering in his eyes. He stood up with a self-deprecating smile, his voice choked with sobs and a hint of madness:

"He is a high-ranking Buddhist who is admired by thousands of people, and you are a person walking in the dark, with your hands stained with blood. Do you think he will give up everything and suffer the world's curse with you? Don't dream."

He stared at Shen Yutang intently, as if he wanted to try again to hope that Shen Yutang would change his mind and see that he was always behind him.

But Shen Yutang didn't, and didn't even look at Fang Tianwen from beginning to end. He said in a lazy and cold voice:

"So what? Without him, there wouldn't be you."

These words hit Fang Tianwen's head like a heavy stone. He was angry and desperate. He kept gasping for breath, shaking, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Okay, you are cruel enough. If that's the case, why should I cherish you?"

After he finished roaring, he grabbed Shen Yutang's hands. Fang Tianwen knew that he had internal injuries and was unable to use his internal energy at this moment.

He looked down at Shen Yutang, his eyes obsessed and full of pain: "Don't struggle, you can't escape at all, give me a chance"

As he said this, he wanted to get close to her, but Shen Yutang suddenly jumped up, and used his internal energy to break the chain on his right arm. In a moment, he wrapped the chain around Fang Tianwen's neck and threw him off the stone bed.

At the same time, he had reached his limit. His lungs ached and he kept vomiting blood. At the same time, he tightly pulled the chain in his hand, leaned over the bed, and his eyes were bloodthirsty.

Fang Tianwen leaned against the stone bed, holding the iron chain tightly with both hands. His neck and face turned purple, and there was a look of determination in his eyes:

"Okay, then, we will die together."

As he said this, he let out a loud shout, and used the fifth level of the Blood Demon Art to the extreme. He ignored the chain around his neck that could strangle him, and turned around like a madman, wanting to kill Shen Yutang with a single blow.

Shen Yutang slowly closed his eyes. The attack just now was his last counterattack. Half of his tendons and veins were broken. Even if he was alive, he would be a useless person. It would be better...

In a flash, Fang Tianwen was suddenly kicked from the side and flew into the wall on the side of the stone bed. The wall was dented, which showed how strong the man was.

Fang Tianwen fell to the ground, his crown scattered, blood stained the corners of his mouth, and he looked in a state of disgrace. He stared at the person who came and was stunned:

"I, Brahma"

Shen Yutang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the monk in white robes in front of him. He felt like he was dreaming.

Yu Fan lowered his eyes, and with one wave of his hand, he broke the chains that bound Shen Yutang's limbs. He sat beside the stone bed and carefully helped remove the shackles from his wrists and ankles, fearing that he would hurt him.

Pulling Shen Yutang's hands, looking at the red marks and blood on his wrists, Yu Fan's eyes were full of heartache, and he said in a low voice:

"Sorry, I am late"

Shen Yutang couldn't tell what was going on in his mind. He just felt his eyes sore. He felt strongly humiliated that Yu Fan saw all this. His heart seemed to be cut by a sharp blade and it ached badly.

She turned her head away, holding back her tears, and pulled her hand away while sobbing: "I don't need you."

But that fragile look made people want to hold him in their arms and comfort him. Yu Fan saw the deep red at the corners of his eyes and sighed that he was being stubborn. Just as he was about to go over and hug him, he heard Fang Tianwen screaming like a wild animal in the corner:

"Bitch, don't let him touch you, no."

There was a chill in Yu Fan's eyes. He stood up and walked to the wall. Looking at Fang Tianwen struggling on the ground, he stepped hard on his chest.

The force was like a huge weight pressing down on his head, and it immediately made him spit out blood, which mixed with the accumulated fluid and continuously flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

The sound of broken ribs was very obvious in the echoing cave, and his chest sank like a disabled person.

Yu Fan watched him gasping in pain, his face no longer merciful. He squatted down and grabbed his wrist with his big hand like a diamond, and broke it hard. Fang Tianwen let out a scream, and his arm suddenly bent backwards strangely.

He considered himself the leader of the Black Guards, and was used to torturing apostates and some rivals in the martial arts world. He was also good at endurance, but Yu Fan seemed to be more proficient in this.

Every bone in his body was aching to the extreme at this moment. Every finger was not broken at the joints, but was broken right in the middle of the bone by being pressed hard. His lungs felt as if sandpaper was put in them when he gasped for air. Every time he exhaled and inhaled, he was in unbearable pain. He had become a disabled person.

His eyeballs were bulging and bloodshot, and he lay on the ground, tortured to the point of being unrecognizable: "You, what kind of monk are you, cough cough"

Shen Yutang was also shocked. He didn't know when Yufan's martial arts skills had become so high. Obviously before...

Seeing that his amber eyes had turned into a deep yellow beeswax color, she was afraid that he might be possessed by a demon, so she quickly spoke:

"The Demon Cult's affairs will be handled by the Demon Cult's people, so there is no need for Buddhists to worry about it."

Yu Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he calmed down his anger, stood up and kicked Fang Tianwen unconscious, walked to the stone bed, and reached out to hug Shen Yutang.

But he pushed her away, without even looking at him, and she stood up and tried to struggle to get down to the ground.

Yu Fan knew that he had serious internal injuries and was afraid of hurting him, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't move, I'll hold you."

"How dare you trouble me, Buddhist, please get up."

Seeing Yu Fan not moving, with a look of concern and care, Shen Yutang could no longer hold back, staring at him with sore eyes, and pushing him with his hand:

"Go away! Who told you to come here? You..."

Before he could finish, he fainted with a pale face.

Yu Fan was horrified and hurriedly took his pulse. With a grim expression, he picked up Shen Yutang and walked out.

Just at the door, he met Yun Qianhe and a group of elders. After Yu Fan gave them a few instructions, he strode towards the leader's bedroom.