The Genius Wife of the Pampered King of Hell
Chapter 27 - The Good For Nothing May Also Be A Genius
Taking a few steps towards Hexi, she clasped her hand with a smile, and like a lover she gently caressed him, “This hand hurt me? Do you know what happened to the person who dared hurt me?
Hexi slowly calmed her breath, the pain in her internal organs making her face as pale as paper.
With a hot look, the man clutched his small and weak hand. Her delicate skin indirectly caressed the pointy cocoon on her stomach, making her tremble and numbness spread to her arms.
Hexi lightly twisted her wrist to try to break the man's grip, however, she pulled him forward, dragging him to fall on his chest.
“Not so long ago, there was a woman who acted a saintly pretentious act to attract my attention. In a public place, surrounded by a crowd, he dared to brandish a sword towards me.” His low voice had a dangerous demonic charm, slowly he exhaled in his ears, "Little girl, tell me, should I smash your hand or the meridians in your body?"
“If you want to destroy it then just destroy it, why do you talk so much? Do you think I'll beg you?” Hexi looked at him and sneered. His expression was dark, but his eyes were bright with stars, stubborn and haughty, unwavering looking back.
The man's heart slightly moved, as if his pair of eyes had left marks at the bottom of his heart. His heart that was always calm and cold like a lake, felt an indescribable ripple appear.
He could not help but laugh, dissipating the force that was pressing down on his body, his voice contained a trace of helplessness, "You are still young, but why are you so stubborn?"
Hexi frowned, just about to retaliate, when she suddenly felt a thread of pure essence enter the veins on her retained wrist, spreading throughout her body in an instant.
Waves of cold energy replaced the strength of the previous oppressor, moving swiftly in his body towards his dantian. The pain in his internal organs, which felt like they were being torn apart, disappeared without a trace, replaced with a feeling of comfort and relaxation.
"What are you doing?" He was surprised, could this fellow now cure him?
Hexi's heart was confused, and with her expression showing a calmness she didn't feel, replied nonchalantly, “Don't you have thoroughly investigated my background before following me here? Besides, if I'm not Nalan Hexi, then who am I?”
Huh! This body must belong to Nalan Hexi. This world had no precedent of rebirth, so as long as he did not acknowledge it, no one could tell that he was not Nalan Hexi!
The man laughed, his voice was full of interest, “Hehe, a nice piece of trash that could not be processed. This world has so many blind people.”
Hexi was surprised, repeatedly questioning, "What do you mean?" Her petite face that was originally calm, was currently slightly changed.
The hot palm of the man suddenly gripped his lower jaw, bending over, he stared at the pair of clear and bright phoenix eyes, “Nalan Hexi, right? I'll remember you now, we'll meet again soon.”
"Who are you really?"
Just when Hexi's cold and sharp question was asked, she felt a gust of air pass through her. The man standing in front of him had now disappeared without a trace.
The candlelight flickered softly in the room, but there was only him, standing alone, as if the strange man was just an illusion.
That bastard---! He cursed in his heart, gritting his teeth while lying back on the bed, entering his space again.