In less than half an hour, she was surrounded from both sides.
"You cunning bastard, I'll fuck you to death." A half-beast that had been defeated in the fight let out a vulgar curse.
Xiahou Huan'er raised the dagger in her hand. Under the cold night, the cold light flickered. Her face was as pale as a ghost, but she was still laughing, coquettishly, wildly, and arrogantly.
"If you want to ****, come on, I will make you never have a job to fuck...haha..."
Everyone looked at the dagger in her hand with some fear, but when they heard her words, their expressions changed.
"Fuck, let's make you crazy. Let's all come together and fuck this bitch to death." The offended half-beasts immediately swarmed forward.
Xiahou Huan'er raised her dagger and was about to fight with them.
The desolate moon hid in the clouds, and the world suddenly fell into darkness. A fresh breeze blew by, lifting up her messy and scattered hair.
The shadows in front of me seemed to have been touched by someone suddenly, and they all became motionless.
When the moon popped out of the clouds, the half-beast that had been clamoring to fuck her to death fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the smell of death quickly filled the air.
In front of her, stood a tall and cold figure. The cold moonlight shone on his expressionless handsome face, revealing a calm and cruel look.
It's him, he's come to save her, the god-like king, the zombie king.
The dagger in Xiahou Huan'er's hand fell to the ground with a clang, an alluring smile bloomed on his face that could captivate all living beings, and then his body went limp.
The Zombie King stretched out his arms calmly, just in time to catch her falling body. He tightened his arms and saw that the wound on her arm was still bleeding. He immediately tore off a piece of rag, bandaged her wound, and then picked her up.
She jumped onto the back of the winged beast and flew towards the canyon.
Xiahou Huan'er's body was very weak and she couldn't even speak.
Back in the villa, Dongfang Xing put her on the bed and found the medicine box.
He examined the wound on her arm with cold eyes, and saw that the knife was inserted too hard. He felt inexplicably angry, and his hand to help her clean the wound became stronger.
"Hey, it hurts. Can you please be gentle?" Is this man taking advantage of her illness to kill her? Xiahou Huan'er frowned in pain.
The man didn't even look at her, but his intensity was reduced. He cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it, all in one swift and smooth motion.
Under the light, Dongfang Xing lowered his head and helped her treat the wound carefully and attentively.
Treat the wound on her arm and transfer it to her foot.
What used to be a pair of delicate little feet that were as white as jade and attractive, are now dirty, and the soles are riddled with holes. Fine grains of sand and broken glass are scattered among them, which is unbearable to see. He stretched out his thick palms,
He almost gently lifted her feet, placed them on his thighs, and using the sharp-nose pliers, he picked out the things on the soles of her feet.
"Ah...it hurts...be gentle..." The woman kept gasping and groaned in pain, but the scream sounded like she was doing that kind of thing, which made the listener feel like
There are hundreds of ants scratching and biting, making me feel itchy.
However, the woman not only screamed, but also kept twisting her body. If his hand hadn't held her foot, she would have retracted it long ago.
He was picking at the broken pieces of glass with impatience, but his handsome face was as cold as ever and he didn't show it at all.
"It hurts...Dongfang Xing...can't you be gentler...please pity the beauty..." In less than half a quarter of an hour, she was surrounded from both sides.
"You cunning bastard, I'll fuck you to death." A half-beast that had been defeated in the fight let out a vulgar curse.
Xiahou Huan'er raised the dagger in her hand. Under the cold night, the cold light flickered. Her face was as pale as a ghost, but she was still laughing, coquettishly, wildly, and arrogantly.
"If you want to ****, come on, I will make you never have a job to fuck...haha..."
Everyone looked at the dagger in her hand with some fear, but when they heard her words, their expressions changed.
"Fuck, let's make you crazy. Let's all come together and fuck this bitch to death." The offended half-beasts immediately swarmed forward.
Xiahou Huan'er raised her dagger and was about to fight with them.
The desolate moon hid in the clouds, and the world suddenly fell into darkness. A fresh breeze blew by, lifting up her messy and scattered hair.
The shadows in front of me seemed to have been touched by someone suddenly, and they all became motionless.
When the moon popped out of the clouds, the half-beast that had been clamoring to fuck her to death fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the smell of death quickly filled the air.
In front of her, stood a tall and cold figure. The cold moonlight shone on his expressionless handsome face, revealing a calm and cruel look.
It's him, he's come to save her, the god-like king, the zombie king.
The dagger in Xiahou Huan'er's hand fell to the ground with a clang, an alluring smile bloomed on his face that could captivate all living beings, and then his body went limp.
The Zombie King stretched out his arms calmly, just in time to catch her falling body. He tightened his arms and saw that the wound on her arm was still bleeding. He immediately tore off a piece of rag, bandaged her wound, and then picked her up.
She jumped onto the back of the winged beast and flew towards the canyon.
Xiahou Huan'er's body was very weak and she couldn't even speak.
Back in the villa, Dongfang Xing put her on the bed and found the medicine box.
He examined the wound on her arm with cold eyes, and saw that the knife was inserted too hard. He felt inexplicably angry, and his hand to help her clean the wound became stronger.
"Hey, it hurts. Can you please be gentle?" Is this man taking advantage of her illness to kill her? Xiahou Huan'er frowned in pain.
The man didn't even look at her, but his intensity was reduced. He cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it, all in one swift and smooth motion.
Under the light, Dongfang Xing lowered his head and helped her treat the wound carefully and attentively.
Treat the wound on her arm and transfer it to her foot.
What used to be a pair of delicate little feet that were as white as jade and attractive, are now dirty, and the soles are riddled with holes. Fine grains of sand and broken glass are scattered among them, which is unbearable to see. He stretched out his thick palms,
He almost gently lifted her feet, placed them on his thighs, and using the sharp-nose pliers, he picked out the things on the soles of her feet.
"Ah...it hurts...be gentle..." The woman kept gasping and groaned in pain, but the scream sounded like she was doing that kind of thing, which made the listener feel like
There are hundreds of ants scratching and biting, making me feel itchy.
However, the woman not only screamed, but also kept twisting her body. If his hand hadn't held her foot, she would have retracted it long ago.
He was picking at the broken pieces of glass with impatience, but his handsome face was as cold as ever and he didn't show it at all.
"It hurts...Dongfang Xing...you can't be gentle...please cherish the beauty..."