The immortal body is called Teevat

Wu Cheng suddenly became interested, as if he was playing with his prey, so he walked slowly towards the place where the sound came from, but what happened was not what Wu Cheng expected.

The sound did not come from Hogman's men, but from the girl who was imprisoned in the cage and had only one breath left. Willy reminded him of this, otherwise he would not have known that the girl in the cage was still alive.

Seeing this, Wu Cheng used the blood line micro-manipulation to cut the cage into pieces without hesitation, and then stepped forward to check the girl's vital signs. The situation was not optimistic.

After Wu Cheng gently picked up the girl, he felt the whipping wounds on her back. The wounds had festered and were very bad, and the rest of the wounds were not much better either.

And it is accompanied by a very serious high fever. It can be said that the child is only one breath away.

Then Willy didn't know if looking at the poor child brought back some not-so-good memories for her, or something else?

A blood-red tentacle stretched out from Wu Cheng's back, forcibly pried open the girl's mouth and fed her her essence and blood, just like she had done before.

Wu Cheng actually had been planning to ask Weili to save the little girl. Her miserable condition made it impossible for Wu Cheng to coldly ignore the girl in his arms.

Wu Cheng felt his inner conflict. He had always claimed to be selfish, cold-blooded and ruthless, but when the moment came when he needed to be selfish, he just couldn't bear to do it.

It was like this in Dr. Zhidong's laboratory before, and it is still like this now. No matter how contradictory it is, it's enough as long as I feel at peace with myself.

But since Willy did it on her own initiative, there was naturally no need for me to say anything. After all, the girl in front of me had such a tragic fate. She was one of the few survivors.

The remaining survivors breathed their last breath in relief when they saw the nobles who bullied them being killed by Wu Cheng. They had already been tortured by those nobles and had completely lost any hope in life.

Then Wu Cheng watched as the condition of the girl in his arms gradually improved, the signs of suppuration on her body stopped, and the high fever seemed to be gradually subsiding.

Wu Cheng looked around and found that there were indeed no living people around, and he was still worried so he asked Weili to check again. After Weili carefully sensed the situation, she was very sure that there were indeed no living things around.

After confirming this, Wu Cheng carried the unconscious girl out of this purgatory-like place. What he had to do was the same as before, to take the child to the light.

When Wu Cheng returned to the lights of the human trafficking market again, he discovered that the girl in his arms had already woken up, and her blood-red eyes were blinking as she stared at his blood-stained face.

Since the last time Moshaer was beaten by the warden, his already weak body was like a broken muscle and could no longer hold on. This was not only the limit of his body, but also the collapse of his own faith.

And because there were too many wounds on the face and body after being whipped many times, the nobles were unwilling to buy such goods. They could only put them in the curiosity area and wait for the bloody and dirty actions to begin.

So there is no need to treat the wounds on her body. This is what should be done for a stubborn person who has escaped many times. Do we have to wait until her wounds are healed before she escapes again?

The irresponsibility of the managers also caused Meshar's injuries to become increasingly worse. In the eyes of those people, the cost of treating the goods was too high, not to mention Meshar who was so seriously injured.

It would be better to hope that these goods can be carried by themselves. If they can, that would be the best. If they can't, it can still satisfy some beastly nobles with niche fetishes.

It is so bloody here, like a meat grinder, wasting other people's lives all the time to make profits for those beasts.

Moshaer could no longer feel the pain, but he always felt an itchy sensation all over his body and felt weak all over. His consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, or it was disappearing.

Moshaer felt as if he was immersed in a chaotic space, and he did not see the little auspicious grass king here.

Maybe she was already dead. That should be the case. After all, the wounds on her body were enough to kill herself, unless a miracle happened.

Many people say that the world after death is empty and blank, so he should be dead now. There is nothing here, very quiet.

Then Mosha suddenly felt her body being lifted up madly by something. She found herself becoming more and more sensitive to her surroundings. Could it be that she survived?

She found that she seemed to be held by someone, and the smell changed from the unpleasant prison stench to a very irritating smell of blood, and a disgusting mixture of many smells that made her dizzy.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a guy with the same hair color as him holding him and walking out step by step. It seemed that the person holding him didn't care whether he woke up or not.

The painful and itchy wounds on his body disappeared, and now Moshaer felt that he was in a very good condition. Normally, this was impossible.

With Moshar's clever mind, how could she not understand that it was the young man in front of her who saved her? In her situation, she knew best how close she was to death.

The fact that the young man in front of her was able to save him was nothing short of a miracle. For a moment, she couldn't think of any other topics because of the dizziness caused by the unpleasant smell. She just quietly looked at the guy who was holding him.

Wu Cheng noticed Moshaer, "Are you awake? How do you feel?" Wu Cheng said with a slightly indifferent tone.

"Thank you. You... saved me." The shy Moshar only replied with these two words. The psychological trauma caused to her will probably take a very long time to heal.

"There's no need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank yourself for being lucky." Wu Cheng responded coldly.

"Why... save me..." Moshaer finally mustered up the courage to ask this question.

In this dark hell, she had witnessed many children like him being sold to nobles and tortured to death. Or even worse.

"There is no reason. It's just that this hell is not the place for you. You are still young and should pursue a bright life. So I saved you."

"But I'm afraid we have to separate for a while. I need to talk to the person in charge of this place. Little guy, now you have a new life, leave this place and go back to your own home." Wu Cheng persuaded

"I no longer have a home." Moshar answered calmly, her blood-red pupils dimming. Although her expression looked very sad, she could not squeeze out a single tear from her eyes.

Wu Cheng recalled some not-so-nice memories again. He was struggling with how to deal with the little girl in front of him, and he hesitated.

Finally, Wei Li put an end to Wu Cheng's hesitation. "Wu Cheng... We want to take her away. She is all alone and it is difficult for her to survive in a place like Fontaine. Our sect does not need her for a living, so take her in."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wu Cheng agreed straightforwardly.