Volume 3

143 A Deficit in MF

Yu Liang burst out laughing as he heard me mention Song Lu. “Li Shen, you have the cheek to say that Song Lu is waiting for your rescue? It doesn’t matter that you didn’t look for me, I wouldn’t hate you even if I died, but how could you let them take Song Lu? They are such a cruel bunch. Song Lu already went through so much hardship when she was alive, how could you bear to let her go through so much pain again?!”

I zoomed in on what he said. “A bunch? Who are they? It’s Du Yue, right?”

Yu Liang’s face darkened. He raised a hand and said, “There’s no use talking about this. I’m going to rip your heart out today, to see for myself if you even care about Song Lu at all!”

After saying that, the fingers on his left hand started melting, bone and flesh blending together. His hand was gone and it was now a circular stump.

Pu-sst!

A tentacle came out of that circular stump, and like a loach which was being electrocuted, it wriggled non-stop. The tentacle...