Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 338 It Can Only Exterminate Your Nine Clans
"Stab—" With a sound, the collar of the clothes was torn open, exposing the snow-white shoulders to the air.

The assassin swallowed his saliva, grinned and said, "Beauty, are you still waiting for your husband to rescue you?" He shook his head and sighed, "You were kidnapped by us today, even if nothing happened, it's okay to say it." Does anyone believe it? Tsk tsk, which man do you think can endure this kind of thing?"

He lowered his head, took a deep breath greedily on the side of her neck, and was about to touch her skin in the next moment...

His voice was like a ghost, buzzing in her mind: "Young lady, you might as well follow me, it doesn't matter if you are married, I don't mind!"

Zhao Xiwei bit her lip firmly, feeling shame, anger, and humiliation welling up, and tears filled her eyes instantly.

But she would never let them fall out, not even a drop.

She closed her eyes in despair.

"Stab--" there was another sound, she was wearing a three-layer brocade and gold thread skirt today, the first layer was torn and fell loosely on her shoulders, the second layer was about to be torn, revealing the sky blue middle Clothes.

She felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling, but her limbs seemed to be smashed, and she couldn't struggle even a little.

She exhausted all the strength in her body, and her arm suddenly twitched.

The effect of the medicine has worn off!
Her strength is coming back!
She suppressed the feeling of nausea, forced herself to calm down again, and continued to deal with him: "If you move a finger of mine, my husband will definitely kill you!"

As she spoke, she moved her palm slowly to reach the blood-stained knife on the ground.

"Full family? Hahahaha!" The assassin couldn't stop laughing wildly, "I have no father or mother, so where did I come from?"

Zhao Xiwei also sneered: "You don't have parents, don't you have friends, relatives, and clansmen? I heard what you said just now. You seem to be bandits from some hilltop? If you dare to touch me again, my husband will definitely throw you The entire cottage was razed to the ground!"

Cold, it's the handle of the knife!
The assassin was stupefied by her, but came back to his senses after a while, and said with a smile: "You scare me? Brother, I licked blood from a small knife. Scared?"

When he said this, he suddenly lowered his head slowly and looked at his abdomen.

"Pfft—" The knife pierced through the flesh.

She grabbed the handle of the knife tightly and turned it left and right!
Blood gushed out from between her fingers, reddening her entire face and her tearful eyes.

"You..." He raised his head, his face covered with black cloth couldn't see the expression, otherwise he would definitely see his whole face twitching.

Zhao Xi smiled, with a bright light in his eyes: "I didn't scare you, what I said was true."

"You bitch!" The assassin covered his stomach, and suddenly stretched out his hand, choking her neck fiercely, "You dare to kill me!? Grandpa will finish you now!"

Zhao Xiwei just felt suffocated, his eyes blurred, and his whole body was instantly plunged into darkness.

The assassin pinched her tightly, and with his other hand pulled vigorously, her skirt was torn into pieces.

"Do not--"

After a brief faint, Zhao Xiwei regained consciousness.

"Are you afraid? Hahaha!" the assassin let out a sneer, his legs pinning her tightly under him.

The physical strength that Zhao Xiwei recovered with great difficulty was not much left after that knife. After such a brute force from him, the blood in his whole body seemed to be sucked away in an instant, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse. , also began to tremble uncontrollably.

But she would not relax at all.

She knew that once she let go of any strength, she would be the one who died.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, grasped the handle of the knife with all her strength, and resisted his approach with a desperate attitude.

"Grandma's!" The assassin was only an inch closer, and the tip of the knife penetrated an inch.

There were bean-sized beads of sweat on Zhao Xiwei's forehead, and her eyes were flushed with excitement. She stared at him and said word by word: "When my husband comes, he will definitely let you die without burial." land!"

The assassin held her hand on the handle nonchalantly, and laughed: "Did you see what happened to the two on the ground? Brother, I killed ten if not a hundred people! How can a little bitch be so crazy?" ? Still razed to the ground, still dead without a burial place, where is your husband a dog official, such a big skill?"

"Yes, my husband has such a great ability." Zhao Xiwei stared at him.

Her arm began to weaken, and her fingers couldn't grasp it tightly, while the assassin's fingers were like poisonous snakes, entangled in the gap between her fingers, and the handle of the knife slipped away from her fingertips bit by bit, and was possessed by him bit by bit... …

"呲" again, the clothes on the chest were torn, and the collar of the sky blue jacket was half exposed.

The assassin threw himself on her excitedly, and the viscous blood sprayed on her chest. The bright white and dazzling red gave people an unparalleled visual stimulation.

Zhao Xi struggled weakly.

The limp arms were lifted up, and then fell down feebly.

She watched him lie on top of her, and watched him unbuckle her belt.

"Little lady, your husband will definitely not want you anymore. What's the use of you keeping the festival for him? Why don't you just obey me, let's be happy every day—"

As he said that, his whole face was stuck down.

"No!" Zhao Xiwei stretched out her hand and pressed against his chin with all her strength, trying not to let his face come close to her. Such a movement almost broke all the bones in her body.

"Toast, don't eat fine wine!" The assassin was furious, and strangled her neck forcefully again, "Even if you die, you have to obey me!"

Zhao Xiwei's eyes widened, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, but her palm on his chin was still as hard as a mountain, and she never let go, even her fingers had turned blue-purple.

so tired...

It's getting harder to breathe...

She can't hold it anymore...

Zhao Xiwei felt that the surroundings were getting darker and darker, and his whole body was getting lighter and lighter.

Tears welled up again, and this time she couldn't control it anymore.

Li Xuanye, why haven't you come yet?

You are so smart, you must be able to find me, right?
You won't let me be bullied by others, will you?
Her arms drooped limply, and she heard the heavy breathing approaching... approaching...

Clusters of flames appeared in the assassin's eyes, almost devouring him: "It sounds like your husband is a big shot! But what's the use of that, isn't his wife still being taken by me..."

The sword light came fiercely.

Unbiased, right in the vest.

He looked up in horror, and a robe with a black background and gold patterns came into view.

"It's not a big shot, it's just that it can destroy your nine clans."

The voice was cold, ruthless, and dignified, but Zhao Xi was slightly excited when he heard it.

She turned around happily.

The torches are bright, and there are many guards.

But she could only see him.

The tears she had held back for a long time suddenly rolled down violently.

"Li Xuanye!"

(End of this chapter)