The Evil Wife of the Rebirth of the Shang Family

Chapter 43 Dangerous People
Meng Shuixin's expression was chilling, a huge phantom appeared in front of her, the appearance of the phantom was unclear, but it was many times bigger than before, Huang had to look up.

"Really, the 'Idol'..." Huang Ze quickly turned the wristband, but the energy was far less than that of the girl in front of him.

The huge incorporeal body slowly turned into a solid body, and it was somewhat similar to the giant dragon next to it. The incorporeal dragon screamed, whirled a puff of smoke, and instantly stepped down its huge claws towards Huang Ze with infinite strength.

Intense pressure came oncoming, Huang closed his eyes, and turned the wrist bracelet, the bracelet emitted a strong light, confronting the claws of the incorporeal body.

There was a loud bang, and the bronze bracelet exploded in Huang Ze's hand.

Huang Ze's hand, and even his entire arm, instantly became bloody and separated from his body.

impossible? !

Huang Ze looked at the illusion that disappeared instantly in front of his eyes, and his arm was so painful that he couldn't feel it. No, to be precise, he no longer had that arm.

The girl passed by her side like lightning.

The screams of the man behind him echoed over and over again in the night sky, and the smell and stench of the explosion permeated the air, lingering for a long time.

The girl held a flaming long sword in one hand, and was surrounded by flames. Even her hair seemed to be on fire. She looked like a messenger from hell, and the long sword in her hand was comparable to the death scythe.

There was silence in the air, and the dust fell to the ground. It seemed that there had never been a creature called a "dragon" here.

Countless luminous jasper colored glazes rushed into Meng Shuixin's body, the girl leaned back, her whole body was held in midair, and the light was overflowing.

Huang Ze watched all the jasper and glass entering the girl's body, and subconsciously took a step back.

Half of his body was still dripping with blood, and without the bronze bracelet, Huang had no strength at all.

How much potential does this girl have?

In an instant, all the lights were extinguished, and the girl fell to the ground. She stood there with her head lowered, her long hair completely covering her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The surrounding fog cleared, Meng Shuixin raised his head, as if countless knives were cutting his flesh and blood all over his body, jasper, glass and devil's supernatural power were tearing at each other, as if to tear himself in half.

She heard Chen Tian's anxious calling, Huang Ze's talking, and even Lin Chuyang's voice, but they were all like broken discs, only the electric current buzzing and rushing back and forth, which couldn't be heard clearly.

A mouthful of blood clogged Meng Shuixin's heart, making him dizzy.

At this time, a gust of wind passed by, and the fragrance of soap mixed with the night wind penetrated into Meng Shuixin's mind, which relieved her nausea.

The person hugging him had a soft and familiar embrace, and the two noisy forces in his body suddenly returned to calm as if they had been hypnotized.

There was a blurry scene in front of Meng Shuixin's eyes, the boy opened and closed his mouth, wondering if he was talking to him.

But the boy's hand patted his back lightly, as if coaxing a baby to sleep.

Meng Shuixin was so tired that his mind went blank. He leaned against the boy and fell asleep.

Since her rebirth, Meng Shuixin has rarely slept so peacefully, without pain, without killing, without betrayal, without bloodshed.

Soft bed, pure cotton quilt, etc...

Meng Shuixin touched the quilt covering her body again, and suddenly opened her eyes. Her quilt was made of velvet, how could it turn into pure cotton?
The ceiling is not its own crystal chandelier, but a square lattice warm-colored lamp.

The whole room is black and white, simple and elegant, and the random layout shows small originality. There are not many furniture, but each piece is extraordinary.

But a simple room can make people feel calm and safe.

This is not a hotel, Meng Shuixin realized something and pulled the quilt away.

I found myself wearing a light yellow nightdress made of pure cotton. The fine tailoring, hand-sewn embroidered pattern, and high-quality fabric showed that it was not just a nightgown but a work of art.

But, who changed the clothes for him? !

Who wiped his body? !
Thinking of this, Meng Shuixin immediately got out of bed and pushed open the bedroom door with bare feet.

The strong light in the living room made Meng Shuixin close his eyes subconsciously.

When I opened it again, I saw a young man wearing simple house clothes beside the long dining table, holding a coffee in one hand and a newspaper in the other.

He lowered his head, the curvature of his cheeks was like a person drawn in ink and white, outlined and smudged with one stroke.

The boy seemed to have heard the voice and raised his head.

Meng Shuixin bumped into those flowing eyes unexpectedly, and the young man smiled softly, as if they had gotten along like this in the past days and nights.

The coolness on the floor struck, Meng Shuixin regained consciousness, leaned against the door, raised his eyebrows: "Beauty, did you change my clothes?"

The newspaper turned a page, blocking half of the young man's face, only the tender voice of the young man could be heard, as if even an earth-shattering could not shake his emotions: "Student Meng Shuixin, what do you want?"

There was no girl's voice on the opposite side, only silence and faint breathing.

The boy finally put down the newspaper and looked at the girl. The girl with bare feet and draped hair looked a little helpless and embarrassed, which was rare and made people want to cherish it.

Wen Jingrong sighed silently, stood up, took out a pair of slippers from the sofa, squatted down and said, "I don't know if you like this style or not?"

Meng Shuixin looked at the SpongeBob slippers that the boy was about to put on her feet, and subconsciously took a step back.

Wen Jingrong paused, looked up at the girl: "Don't like it?"

Meng Shuixin didn't say a word. If a person is obviously looking up to you, but people feel that they can only look up to him. He is doing humble things, but makes people think that he is more noble than anyone else. Is this person too dangerous? Got some?
Wen Jingrong stood up and walked to the shoe cabinet at the door, opened the door, and saw that there were dozens of layers of ladies' slippers in the huge shoe cabinet, in various styles.

"I don't know what you like, so I bought them all. Pick a pair. Bare feet will catch cold, which is not good for girls..." Wen Jingrong smiled gently and gracefully like a gentleman.

"These are, you bought them for me?" Meng Shuixin walked barefoot to the cabinet, looking at a cabinet full of all kinds of slippers.

"There are no girls in our family..." Wen Jingrong smiled.

"It seems that you like this pair..." Following Meng Shuixin's dazed gaze, Wen Jingrong took a pair of rogue rabbit slippers, and knelt down to put them on for Meng Shuixin.

After putting on the shoes, the boy just got up, but was pushed by the girl and leaned directly against the door of the shoe cabinet. A few pairs of slippers fell down because of the movement, and landed at the feet of the two in twos and threes.

(End of this chapter)