She gritted her teeth, raised the dagger in her hand, and inserted it into her arm without hesitation. Severe pain hit her instantly, and her head was stimulated to wake up.
When she was about to take the dagger, she kicked off her boots. She ran barefoot on the street that was filled with sand, gravel, and even glass fragments. The severe pain had already made her numb.
The half-beasts behind her chased her wildly. They were numerous and familiar with the terrain. 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 he relaxed his intensity. 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... please be gentle..." The woman kept gasping and groaned in pain, but the scream sounded like she was doing that kind of thing. She gritted her teeth and raised her voice.
He picked up the dagger in his hand and inserted it into his arm without hesitation. Severe pain hit him instantly, and his head was awakened by the stimulation.
When she was about to take the dagger, she kicked off her boots. She ran barefoot on the street that was filled with sand, gravel, and even glass fragments. The severe pain had already made her numb.
The half-beasts behind her chased her wildly. They were numerous and familiar with the terrain. 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 go 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 suddenly tapped, 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 he relaxed his intensity. 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...please be gentler..." The woman kept gasping and moaning in pain, but the scream sounded like she was doing that kind of thing.
