Lin Qiao's mind was in a blur. Where was she? What time was it? What was she supposed to do next?
After shaking her head vigorously, Lin Qiao gradually came to her senses and answered her own questions.
Oh, she was in that pervert Meng Erliu's thatched cottage. She didn't know what time it was, but it was daytime anyway. Next, she planned to find an opportunity to slip out.
If possible, she also wanted to take Zou Lvrui's laptop with her.
Last night, Lin Qiao didn't dare to sleep at all, fearing that the pervert Meng Erliu would do something even more perverted. She didn't finally dare to huddle on the straw stack and doze off until the early morning.
Now her temples were throbbing painfully, as if they were about to burst at any moment.
Maybe it was because... the radiation from the laptop was too strong?
Lin Qiao stood up and stretched her sore arms and legs.
After finding the Luying Whip last night, Meng Erliu had taken it away and hadn't come back yet. It seemed as if there was no one guarding this place.
Should she slip out now?
Lin Qiao was a doer who acted as soon as she made up her mind. She quickly picked up the laptop and tiptoed towards the door. Just as she reached the doorway, she saw a shadow on the ground.
It was a man's shadow.
A rather tall man, it seemed.
Lin Qiao smiled, "Yo, my lord, you've come! Please come in. What are your orders?"
Meng Erliu's face was gloomy, "Lin Qiao."
Lin Qiao felt a chill run down her spine, "Y-yes, my lord. Your orders, please."
"Planning to run away?"
Lin Qiao grinned, looking innocent, "How could I? I'm holding the laptop because I was going to find you to see if the Luying Whip has any effect."
"I'm not stupid," Meng Erliu sneered contemptuously. "But running away is useless. There are people watching outside. Now, immediately go back and write."
"Wh-what to write?" Lin Qiao tried to play dumb. "Hey, my lord, how's your arm? Did the Luying Whip work?"
Since Meng Erliu had come in such a hurry to make her write, the Luying Whip must have been effective, which meant that her writing could change the plot.
But if she didn't stall for time, Meng Erliu might make her write something truly outrageous.
By then, the male lead might even change, and Luo Nanchen would lose his cheat codes, his aura of a lucky bastard, and his immortality.
Yunjin, and even the entire continent, would fall into Meng Erliu's clutches.
Meng Erliu raised his arm and laughed hideously and recklessly.
Sure enough, the purple veins on his arm had faded a lot and were no longer as terrifying. The pulsating arteries and veins were also much calmer than before.
But the lighter the veins, the fewer red blood cells there were!
Even if Lin Qiao hadn't studied the medical books left by the original owner and only had the shallow medical knowledge from her previous life in the 21st century, she should have known this truth.
Now Meng Erliu's veins were much lighter than yesterday, and the purple color had faded, but they were transparent.
Putting all other factors aside, the light purple on Meng Erliu's veins was actually quite nice...
Meng Erliu walked into the thatched cottage and motioned for Lin Qiao to sit back and continue writing. "Next, let Luo Nanchen and his group... die in the Endian Giant Forest. Lin Qiao, this shouldn't be difficult, right? Just a flick of your fingers."
"It's not difficult, but..."
Meng Erliu frowned, "But what?"
Lin Qiao spread her hands. "My lord, it's not just a matter of a flick of my fingers. If I just write that one sentence, it definitely won't do. That's not a novel; that's an outline. A novel needs to have the time, location, characters, and plot all in place, and it has to be written out carefully step by step to form a complete story."
Meng Erliu seemed to be convinced by Lin Qiao's long speech. "So...?"
"So," Lin Qiao said mysteriously, "you have to give me some time to think about the plot and make it coherent before I can write it down."
"Fine, I'll give you time," Meng Erliu nodded. "I'll come to check your work in the evening."
Only after Meng Erliu walked out of the thatched cottage did Lin Qiao let out a huge sigh of relief.
She had managed to get through for now, but what would she do in the evening?
Please, Luo Nanchen, come and save her...
Hey? Right, didn't they have a life-and-death bond between them?
At that time, it was Luo Nanchen who had formed this life-and-death bond, which meant that Luo Nanchen was Lin Qiao's bond partner. Whatever Lin Qiao felt, Luo Nanchen could feel it all.
However, Lin Qiao was a bit reluctant to let Luo Nanchen sense her situation through pain.
Lin Qiao thought for a while and used her finger to write a few words on her forearm.
Meng Erliu, thatched cottage.
Afraid that Luo Nanchen wouldn't react, she pressed harder and wrote it several more times.
After sending the message to Luo Nanchen, Lin Qiao let out another sigh of relief.
While feeling relieved, Lin Qiao couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.
She used to be tough and never relied on others except herself. Whenever something happened, she always found a way to solve it on her own.
This was the first time that she hadn't been very scared because she knew in her heart that Luo Nanchen would come to save her.
Even when Meng Erliu went crazy like a lunatic, Lin Qiao wasn't really afraid.
She knew that Luo Nanchen would come to save her.
Maybe this was the confidence that Luo Nanchen had spoiled her into having.
Lin Qiao felt that she had really changed.
Changed because of Luo Nanchen.