QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 174 - 7.4

"Are you hungry?"

Of course, Lou Yan didn’t know the surprise and confusion in Jiang Jiamian’s heart. He raised his hand and took a bowl of porridge from the tray brought by the attendants, and brought it to Jiang Jiamian himself.

Jiang Jiamian sneered, "What a joke, I’ve been abstinent from food for many years, how could I eat..."

Gluuuurp!

His words stopped abruptly.

Because his stomach was rumbling.

The sound was particularly clear in the entire hall.

Lou Yan laughed and taunted, "So it turns out that Immortal Jiang is so interesting. He has been awake for so long, but he still hasn’t realized that his cultivation has been completely lost and his spiritual bones have been broken?"

What!?

Jiang Jiamian’s pupils shrink suddenly. He had realized just now that he couldn’t use his cultivation, but he thought the ice rope on his ankle had some effect on sealing his spiritual power.

However, his spiritual bones have been broken!?

Jiang Jiamian’s face suddenly turned pale.

His chest heaved violently. He raised his eyes coldly and looked at Lou Yan, who was smiling. Cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead, "What on earth do you want!? I don’t seem to have offended you, right?"

Even if the original plot shows that Lou Yan has become the Demon Lord and kills the original owner, there are still a series of causes and consequences in the plot.

First, the male protagonist Fang Qi had a feud with Lou Yan, and then the original owner confronted him to save his apprentice. Later, they went back and forth, until one time the original owner’s cultivation was unstable, and he died at the hands of the Demon Lord.

Then the plot’s necessity to arouse the hatred of the male protagonist was achieved.

"You didn’t offend me?"

Lou Yan was still smiling, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes, and instead his eyes were filled with coldness.

He approached Jiang Jiamian and said sarcastically, "Immortal Jiang is really a noble person who forgets things. What’s more, am I not helping you now? There is a saying that you have to break something before you can build it up. Maybe today, I will help Immortal Jiang break all his spiritual bones and destroy his cultivation and then he will be able to break through the next realm."

Jiang Jiamian’s face seemed to radiate an intense, simmering rage, "What do you want?"

He could already feel that the person in front of him was full of malice toward him at this moment.

That kind of malice can be felt without being deliberately sensitive. It was almost overflowing from Lou Yan’s eyes.

Lou Yan tilted his head slightly, looking innocent, and raised the porridge bowl in his hand, "I don’t want to do anything. I just thought that Immortal Jiang must be hungry, and I wanted to come and give him some food with good intentions."

Jiang Jiamian felt his weak body and hungry stomach, so he could only hold back for the time being and stretched out his hand to take the bowl from Lou Yan’s hand.

But he never thought that just when his hand was about to touch the edge of the bowl, Lou Yan dodged lightly with the bowl in hand. He tilted his head and smiled at Jiang Jiamian, "Are you hungry? Why don’t you beg me?"

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

Jiang Jiamian was so angry that he wished he could slap this face that always seemed to be smiling.

It’s a pity that now his body is not only completely useless but also severely exhausted.

He felt even more pain spread from the bones to the whole body.

Even the system couldn’t help but feel distressed, "Host, do you want me to shield you from the pain?"

Jiang Jiamian’s eyes were cold, and he secretly gritted his teeth, "No need."

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Hearing it, the system quickly reminded him, "Host, this idea is unacceptable! We are here to save the powerful and miserable bigshot, not to kill him!"

Jiang Jiamian sneered, "Ha! If I can’t kill him, why can’t I make his life worse than death?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Immortal Jiang looks like he is feeling humiliated." Lou Yan chuckled and stretched out his hand, before Jiang Jiamian could escape, he grabbed his chin and forcibly raised his face, "Or, if you say you are wrong, I will kindly give you the food."

Jiang Jiamian’s brows knitted tightly together.

Admit his mistake?

But he really couldn’t remember where he offended Lou Yan.

He even deeply regretted wanting to bring someone with him more than 800 years ago.

Seeing Jiang Jiamian refusing to speak, Lou Yan finally put away the smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth under the mask, took a step back with the bowl in hand, and put it back on the tray.

He turned his back, lightly lifted his robe, and sat down on the luxurious and huge purple jade chair. He leaned back lazily, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low and soft voice, "Give him the food."

"Yes, His Majesty the Demon King."

One of the attendants quickly stabilized the tray and stepped forward. After a few steps, he held it in front of Jiang Jiamian.

Jiang Jiamian was still angry. He wants to be stubborn and not eat it.

However, the pain of the broken spiritual bones and the weakness of his body made him clearly know that at this moment it was the only way to survive.

Feeling dizzy and suffocated just now, he felt that he would faint again at any time.

And the moment the food was delivered to him, just as he was about to reach out to take it, he felt the world spin and his legs trembled.

The next moment, he felt his legs go weak and he staggered. Jiang Jiamian almost reflexively grabbed the attendant beside him.

Fortunately, at this time, he stabilized his body again.

He calmed down and took his hand back, but he noticed a cold wind passing by him and Lou Yan came back without knowing when.

In the holes of the mask, a pair of cold eyes were staring at the hand he had just withdrawn.

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