Face Slap – Eleventh Form (14)

Qu Xin Rui was dragged to come before Jun Wu Xie as she stared wide eyed, her mouth that could no longer be shut still having pieces of flesh mixed with blood falling from it. The thick stench of blood swirled heavily around her as blood continued to soak up into her clothes, and mud caking up all over her. Her carefully groomed hair was a big mess her eyes with their once coquettish gaze had been replaced by terror and lunacy.

If it was said that Qu Xin Rui was thought to be an aloof and alluring female devil before, she was now looking no different from a dirty beggar who lay in a heap on the ground, or even more wretched looking than them.

Jun Wu Xie's chilly gaze swept over the figure of Qu Xin Rui, cold as steel blades, razor sharp without the slightest bit of sympathy.

"Do you know why I wanted you to live?" Jun Wu Xie's cold voice slowly rang out.