第三百九十九章作孽啊 Travesty
Imagine waking up and seeing a beauty next to you. At that point, you have one of two choices.
You could rub your eyes and the lady would disappear in a cloud of smoke.
Or, you could just go for it and sleep it off after that. The lady would disappear in a cloud of smoke when you woke up anyways.
The final result was the same.
But any intelligent man knew which was the better choice to make.
Fang Zhengzhi was a smart man, but it was not a beautiful lady in front of him, it was a blade. A blade that he could not just sleep off.
As such...
He decided to rub his eyes.
"Why is the blade... still there?!" Fang Zhengzhi realized that the blade was still embedded in his chest.
It hurt!
A lot.
It was an indescribable pain. Anyone who had been stabbed before would attest to it.
Dream?
Or reality!