Appreciation of excerpts from the Tribulation in the Lower World of Antarctica (excerpted from the original article "The Tyrant's Wife Controls: The Useless Crazy Queen")
The man in black covered his mouth tightly and couldn't make a sound. Mo Zihan could only blink his eyes to show his agreement.
Although Mo Zihan is relatively tall among 14-year-old girls, in front of the tall man in black, she only reaches his shoulders above the waist, making her look particularly petite.
The big, watery eyes blinked twice sincerely, causing the long eyelashes to flicker. The pitiful and endearing look looked like a little lamb that had fallen into a tiger's mouth.
I was sure that the woman in front of me was innocent enough to be completely harmless. In addition, the weather was still cold even though it was spring. The woman in front of me was only wearing a thin gauze dress, and her body was slightly shrinking against the wall. The life of the man in black
For the first time, I felt compassion for strangers.
He let go of the woman's hands and let her body leave the cold wall behind her. Then she began to carefully look at the person in front of her.
The eyebrows are unpainted but dark, the lips are undrawn but fresh, with a melon-seed face, two curved eyebrows, like light ink and dark black, a pair of big watery eyes under the long eyelashes flickering like pear blossoms with dew. Under the high bridge of the nose,
Against a little cinnabar, the moonlight broke out of the black clouds and shone on her body through the window. With a hint of cool breeze, her pure white gauze dress moved gracefully, like peony cage smoke or autumn begonias, misty and dustless.
"You came to Leng Palace to borrow the toilet?"
"Damn it!"
Mo Zihan's oriole-like voice rang out in the silent night sky, causing the man in black's somewhat wandering soul to suddenly return to his original place. Then he angrily covered Mo Zihan's mouth and pushed her against the cold corner again.
This damn woman! I don’t know whether it was ignorance or intentionality. She clearly promised him not to say anything, but the moment he let go of her, she asked such a poor question so loudly.
"Didn't I tell you not to scream? Do you want to live?"
The man in black used his last bit of patience, lowered his voice, and reiterated his words in an extremely ferocious tone.
Seeing the man in black gnashing his teeth and wanting to tear her into pieces, Mo Zihan nodded sincerely.
Nonsense! Who doesn’t want to live? Does this need to be asked?
Believing that Mo Zihan was really good this time, the man in black let her go again.
But as soon as he let go, Mo Zihan's crisp voice sounded again without fear of death.
"You just didn't allow me to scream, and you didn't say I wasn't allowed to speak. You didn't explain your request clearly. Why are you trying to hurt me?"
Looking in disbelief at the woman who just let go and started talking nonstop, the man in black was truly sure that she was not afraid of death.
"you wanna die!"
The man in black finally couldn't bear it anymore, showed a fierce look on his face, and attacked Mo Zihan.
Even though he was already depressed and furious with the woman in front of him, he still somehow managed not to kill her. Instead, he slashed the aorta in her neck with a hand knife.
But he stopped when his knife was half an inch away from the opponent's neck.
A burst of unbearable pain hit him, and the man in black had a distorted face. He looked down in disbelief at the thigh of the damn woman who had not yet withdrawn his body.
In his memory, it seemed that no one could touch him, let alone hurt him, and still hurt him so seriously.
This seemingly innocent and harmless woman, he was 100% sure that she had no inner strength at all. But she attacked him without any premonition or sense of defense on his part.