Chapter 178 is him

Yes, Li Mu is indeed undergoing memory reconstruction; she is trapped in a deep nightmare.

In her dream, she returned to that day, but this time it was different. This time she floated up and was no longer tied to the iron frame.

Have I become a spirit?

Li Mu, I'm so happy to see you like this.

Upon hearing the sound, Li Mu looked over.

Li Mu was shocked to find himself, or rather, his own body, still bound to an iron frame. Beside him was Li Yi, who had been turned into a human pig, and in front of him were Ling Hao and Mi Xi's smug faces laughing wildly.

Li Mu's eyes reddened when she saw Li Yi's half-dead state. This scene had happened countless times, but every time she saw it, it caused her unbearable heartache.

Li Mu saw a person in a white coat holding a scalpel begin the final step on him. In no time, his hands, which had been tied to the frame and struggling desperately, fell limply after the scalpel fell.

The knife sliced ​​across his wrist, and blood dripped onto the ground. Li Mu's vital signs slowly faded away.

I've known about my own death countless times; I'm numb to it now.

Bang! The thick iron door was kicked open.

Li Mu was startled by the sudden sound. When she looked over, her sorrowful mood almost broke down. Even Li Mu on the iron frame used the last bit of strength to look at the door that had been kicked open.

The reason was that when Ling Hao and Mi Xi were about to leave after confirming Li Mu's identity, the door was kicked open by someone outside just as Ling Hao opened it, and the two of them were knocked unconscious by the large iron gate.

A large number of well-equipped soldiers poured in from outside the door and quickly took control of the entire room.

When they saw themselves, mutilated beyond recognition with over three thousand cuts on the iron frame, and Li Yi, turned into a human pig, these soldiers, accustomed to bloodshed, felt a chill run down their spines, and the dozens of people in the room remained completely silent.

Li Mu, perched on the metal frame, watched the group of people enter.

she.

He laughed.

Everyone, make way for me.

Upon hearing the sound, muscle memory compelled the dazed soldiers to make way.

Two men walked in one after the other; the first man to enter was the one who had shouted earlier.

The man had a full beard and a scar near his eye. He wore a dark green military uniform with two bars and three stars on his shoulder, indicating he was a colonel.

He died like Jesus, even more tragically than Jesus.

Just as Li Mupiao was mourning her tragic fate in the sky, the person who walked out from behind the colonel stunned her.

Long legs, broad shoulders, narrow waist, chiseled face, exquisitely crafted features, gold-rimmed glasses, and an overall appearance that is somewhat thin and frail, like an ancient Confucian scholar, immaculate from head to toe.

It's him, he's Qin Yin, Uncle Qin.

Li Mu, who showed no emotion even as she watched herself being slowly sliced ​​to death, actually felt a pang of heartache the moment she saw Qin Yin appear.

Li Mu didn't remember having any interaction with him in her past life; they were truly strangers who had never met before.

In my previous life, I had only heard the name Qin Yin from Qin Luochen.

Thinking of this, Li Mu realized that Qin Yin had already walked up to his broken body.

We're sorry we're late.

The colonel lowered his head in self-reproach.

Qin Yin did not respond to the colonel's words, but instead asked questions on his own.

Is there any hope for Li Yi?

The colonel glanced at Li Yi, who had no limbs, no eyes, a sewn-up mouth, and ears filled with wax, and sighed.

Even if they survive, they probably won't live more than a few days.

save.

Yes, you guys carry him out and do your best to treat him.

Everyone, get out.

As soon as Qin Yin finished speaking, the soldiers immediately left, leaving only the colonel standing there.

What happened to the rest of the Li family?

Some died, some were maimed.

What about Li Hongyun?

The head of the Li family is still alive, but it's no different from being dead; he's become a vegetable and will probably never wake up again.

Qin Yin took a deep breath, concealing the fierceness in his eyes.

You should go out too.

The colonel received the order, silently turned around, and walked out, gently closing the door behind him.

What is he going to do?

Li Mu Piao looked at Qin Yin from the sky and muttered to herself.

But the next second, Li Mu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Are you cold?

As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked Li Mu's face, even though the face was no longer perfect, even though it had been cut so badly that there was hardly any flesh left.

It's a bit cold. You must be wearing too little. Here, let me put this on you.

As he spoke, he took off his clothes, intending to drape them over himself, but his hands were bound to the frame. Qin Yin seemed to notice this as well and began to untie the ropes.

After untying one side, she collapsed weakly onto Qin Yin's shoulder, seemingly oblivious to the filth and blood covering her body, and continued untying the other side.

The rope was quickly untied, and she was gently lifted up and placed on the ground, her upper body resting against his chest, where he held her tightly.

Are you cold, little girl? It's okay, I'll hold you tight.

Li Mu could see it clearly; his hands were trembling.

His usually calm eyes turned red, and the look he gave everyone, as if they were trash, vanished, leaving only a body full of ferocity and eyes blazing with madness.

His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and he clenched his teeth so hard that the veins in his neck bulged.

He, isn't he a germaphobe?

In Li Mu's limited impression, he was a noble and refined man, calm and wise, composed and self-possessed, and unfathomable.

Yes, that's right, it's refined and elegant.

Even though Li Mu had personally witnessed Qin Yin fling someone away with one hand and punch someone in the face, and had personally witnessed him brutally killing many thugs.

Yes, Qin Yin in Li Mu's eyes is filtered eight hundred times. Li Mu has seen him before, but would never have thought of him, or rather, thought of him but automatically ignored him.

Yes, that's it.

Li Mu looked at him as he appeared.

For some reason, Li Mu felt a pang of sympathy for Qin Yin.

I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I hate myself for not having the courage to appear in front of you. I hate my cowardice and why I had so many concerns.

I will grind all those who harmed your Li family to dust, and I will make them suffer the same torment you endured countless times.

Ahhhhhh.

Ling Hao and Mi Xi woke up from their coma and immediately started screaming when they saw Qin Yin.

Qin Yin, what are you doing here?

Ah, Brother Hao, I'm so scared.

Baby, don't worry, don't be afraid, we'll be alright.

Bang!

Upon hearing the sound, the colonel immediately pushed open the door and came in.

Qin Yin narrowed his scarlet eyes and looked at the two people screaming like ghosts.

Take them both away, skin them alive, and torture them to death. Don't kill them, though. I want them to suffer a fate worse than death, to endure every punishment she has ever endured.

Let us go, let me go.