In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

A long time later, when a spiritual plant warrior from War Garden No. 5905 asked about Isabella.

What were her thoughts when she was rescued from hell by the owner of the house.

Miss Marigold, who was nestling next to Mo Chen, tilted her head and replied:

"He is like a ray of sunshine, illuminating my world, and like a sharp sword, he is tearing open my prison."

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The breeze that guided Mo Chen forward disappeared when he arrived at the deepest room in the Zen Garden.

The tightly closed door in front of her is the second obstacle to rescuing Marigold this time.

"It looks like the marigolds are in here."

Mo Chen took a deep breath and tried to push the door, but found that it could not be pushed open.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that the door had been locked.

"As for the key, I don't have it. It should be with the housekeeper. In that case..."

Mo Chen mobilized his spiritual power without hesitation, grabbed the door handle, and then pulled it out with all his strength.

"Then let's open the lock in the most straightforward way."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the door lock that blocked Mo Chen from entering the room to the ground.

With a gentle push, Mo Chen entered the room where Marigold was imprisoned.

From Isabella's perspective, she only saw the door handle of the door in front of her suddenly disappear, and then the door was gently pushed open by someone.

What caught Mo Chen's eyes was a pitiful girl.

Her golden eyes were full of surprise, astonishment and doubt.

Her long, snow-white hair spread out, revealing her beautiful face.

She was beautiful, but because she was so beautiful, she was forced to fall into the endless hell.

The dirty black and white maid skirt made her already pale skin look even more sickly, and her slender and weak limbs made her very fragile.

The dark collar around her neck and the cold and ferocious iron cage tell the story all the time that Marigold has been treated inhumanely.

Even Mo Chen, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but feel extremely distressed.

In such a harsh environment, she was imprisoned by the pig and the housekeeper for ten years, even more miserable than Xiao Li.

How strong is Marigold's will to support her until now?

"You...who are you?"

A clear voice like a lark sounded in the dark room, seeming to be panicked.

Looking at the young man who suddenly broke in before her, Marigold was a little at a loss.

Isabella couldn't help but want to curl up again, as if that could protect herself.

But she hesitated for a moment and looked at the visitor carefully.

He was wearing a black trench coat and had short black hair. He was about 1.8 meters tall and had a delicate face.

Marigold's eyes met the visitor's eyes, which were also black, but found that his eyes were very clear.

He doesn't have the same evil thoughts as the pig, nor does he have the same indifference as the housekeeper.

Instead, it was filled with pity and...admiration?

He admires me? Why?

Isabella froze on the spot and involuntarily used her first-day skill "Mind Reading" on him.

Marigold rarely used this chosen skill because for ten years, the only people she could see were the owner of War Garden No. 5904 and his shovel.

Needless to say, the former pig was so filthy that Isabella would never use mind reading on him.

The butler's heart is naturally dark, full of desire for power and a preference for sadism.

But the human young man in front of him has an extremely clean heart. He has no unresolved obsessions, only pure goodwill.

"Strong will, are you talking about me?"

Isabella murmured to herself, her golden eyes looking at Mo Chen again.

Looking at Marigold's somewhat frightened look, Mo Chen softly comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, I am not the same owner as the owner of No. 5904 War Garden."

Mo Chen quickly walked to the iron cage and looked at the cage in front of him.

Similarly, the iron cage requires a key to open, and the key is still with the butler.

"You need a key to open it..."

Seeing Mo Chen's confused look, Marigold added weakly.

"That's it..."

Mo Chen took a deep breath and held the railings of the iron cage with both hands.

"Then... open it for me!"

He once again stimulated his spiritual power, used both arms to forcefully tear open the iron cage, forming an iron cage large enough for one person to pass through.

Isabella looked at the scene in front of her in shock, and then she watched Mo Chen walk into the iron cage and come to her side.

"My name is Mo Chen, and I am the owner of No. 5905 War Garden."

His voice was gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring her if he sounded too loud.

"Miss Marigold, what is your name?"

Marigold opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't have the courage to say her name.

After a brief silence, Mo Chen smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. I will take you out of this place. Are you willing to believe me?"

"Take me away from... this place?"

Hearing Mo Chen's words, Isabella's eyes revealed a somewhat inexplicable look.

"Well, let's get you out of this hell."

Mo Chen nodded solemnly, his eyes resting on the suppressor on Marigold's neck.

He reached out without hesitation and pressed a button on the back of the suppressor. The collar that had bound Isabella for ten years immediately split and fell to the ground.

"You are too weak, drink this first."

Mo Chen took out a bottle of primary life liquid from his windbreaker pocket. He gently uncorked the bottle and handed the bottle to Marigold's mouth.

Feeling the life-filled liquid in the medicine bottle, Isabella was stunned, and a drop of crystal clear tears flowed from her eyes.

No one had ever been so gentle to her, ever.

"Eh? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

As soon as he saw Marigold crying, Mo Chen was at a loss. He couldn't see a girl crying, so he hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped the tears on Isabella's face.

Marigold wiped her eyes, took the medicine bottle from Mo Chen, and drank the primary life liquid in the bottle.

"Thank you...thank you."

Isabella's eyes looked at Mo Chen softer, and she expressed her gratitude to Mo Chen tremblingly.

"Where do you want to go after leaving here?"

Seeing her drink the primary life liquid, Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief and asked Marigold.

"Where to go? I...have nowhere to go."

Isabella lowered her head involuntarily. As a spiritual plant that had been sold as a commodity since she was a child, where else in the world could she go?

"That's it..."

Looking at Marigold's appearance, Mo Chen instantly understood that the other party was probably a commodity sold by a plant spirit dealer just like his own small rice.

"Then...are you willing to come with me?"

Mo Chen thought for a moment and put forward his suggestion to Isabella.

"with you?"

"Yeah, come with me."

Do you want to take his word for it? Isabella hesitated for a moment and finally made her decision.

"Well, let's go with you."

Marigold nodded and stood up from the iron cage tremblingly. It seemed that she had not exercised for too long. Her feet slipped and she fell straight into Mo Chen's arms.

The beauty was in his arms, but Mo Chen didn't have any thoughts. Feeling the extremely weak body in his arms, he only felt deeply distressed.

He came too late and made her suffer for ten years.

Mo Chen sighed lightly, held Isabella in his arms like a princess, and slowly led her out of the iron cage that had imprisoned her for ten years.

The girl in her arms suddenly said: "Isabella."

"Ok?"

Mo Chen was a little confused and looked down at the marigold in his arms. Her golden eyes also met Mo Chen's.

"My name is, Isabella."