The Second Glare Towards Heaven's Condemnation! Chapter 055: Surpassing Liu Xiaohui! [Seeking Recommendations! Bookmark!] (1526)

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  Wu Zhengxie shook his head, waved his hand and caught it in the palm of his hand, while pressing it to his brow, but his mouth was muttering incessantly, "Yan Jing ah Yan Jing, this time Master has suffered a great loss, let's see how you repay Master when you wake up......?"

  He retrieved the golden blood droplets back to his brow, and Wu Zhengyi turned around, but as soon as he did, he couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "My grass! Won't... won't I die now?"

  As they spoke, Wu Zhengye's hand quickly reached out to Yan Jing's nostrils, "Eh! No... no breath?"

  Wu Zhengxie's eyes widened in shock, his face filled with disbelief. He pressed his ear against Yan Jing's left chest to listen for any signs of a heartbeat. "Huh!" It wasn't until then that Wu Zhengxie finally let out a long sigh of relief. "It's okay, it's okay, her heart is still beating. It seems that the intense battle earlier had exhausted her to the extreme, which is why she ended up like this."

  Suddenly, Wu Zhengye's heart rate accelerated several times faster.

  The old face stuck on Yan Jing's left breast was as if it had been glued with 502 glue, her face flushed and her heart racing, yet she couldn't move it away at all...

  "This... this... smells so good, feels so soft and smooth..." Wu Zhengyi muttered to himself in his heart, and suddenly two streaks of blood appeared under his nostrils. His eyes sparkled and trembled slightly with a hint of unease, "This... even if Master is a cultivator, isn't this a bit... evil?"

  In his heart, he cursed himself thousands of times, but that old face of his refused to budge even a little. The god of justice and the evil heart in him were constantly struggling, and finally, after more than ten minutes, the god of justice defeated the evil heart, and Wu's old face slowly turned around.

  It's just that this didn't turn out well, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt a tender, smooth, and fragrant piece of flesh in his mouth!

  He gently sucked, savoring it for a few moments, then reluctantly spat it out. As he slowly lifted his head, the tender, smooth, and fragrant meat particles instantly became clear in his eyes, transforming from blurry to distinct...

  "Pink... pink... uh!! This..." Suddenly, Wu Zhengye only felt his head buzzing, his eyes rolled back, and a smile of utmost pleasure appeared on his face, as he fell straight down to the ground!!!

  With a loud "bang", Wu Zhengyi was seen lying on the ground, unconscious. It was unclear whether he had fainted from over-excitement or exhaustion, but at this moment, he had lost all sense of awareness...

  Everyone says Liu Xiaohui is so and so, but our Wu Mouren... Ah, at the critical moment, it's thundering and astonishing, with infinite spring light... yet drifting away like floating clouds.

  Time flies, and two hours have passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Yan Jing's face, which had been pale and tired while lying on the bed, slightly relaxed, and she softly murmured, "Zhèng... zhèng xié..."

  Her voice was too low to be heard, her eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful eyes seemed to want to open, but she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to open them.

  Another hour passed, and at this moment, Yan Jing finally struggled to open her beautiful eyes. The ceiling in her pupils gradually became clear from blurry, but the feeling of weakness left her without even the strength to move.

  "Right... right evil, Wu... Wu right evil... are you there?"

  No one responded, but Yan Jing, who was careful, faintly heard a series of soft snores. At this moment, her eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and her face suddenly turned ugly. With the little strength she had, she cursed angrily, "Wu Zheng Xie... you... you this... scoundrel!"

  Scolding and scolding, two lines of clear tears flowed down from Yan Jing's calm beautiful eyes, "Bastard... Wu Zheng Xie you're a bastard!!!"

  If Yan Jing had the strength at this time, she would definitely get out of bed and kick Wu Zhengye's body hard, but unfortunately, she couldn't even speak coherently, let alone have the strength to kick someone.

  But even Xian Jing herself didn't know why, she found that Wu Zhengye actually felt a pang of heartache after falling asleep! After the ache, a strong sense of grievance suddenly attacked her mind, she felt very wronged, feeling that Wu Zhengye was a scoundrel who deserved to be cut into pieces.

  This inexplicable anger came out of nowhere. Not only did Wu Zhengye not understand it, but even Yan Jing herself didn't quite get it either.

  From the moment she woke up, she knew her current situation. Her upper body was completely exposed to the air, not wearing a single piece of clothing. Originally, when Wu Zheng Ye started unbuttoning his shirt, she knew it, but she didn't resist and instead silently acknowledged it, without feeling any resistance or anger in her heart.

  Not only that, but when she saw the two lines of nasal blood flowing from Wu Zheng's nostrils and the rough hands and feet that undressed her, her heart inexplicably felt waves of joy.

  But now... I'm lying in bed with half of my body exposed, and that guy... he's actually still asleep, sleeping very soundly!!!

  This gave Yan Jing a big blow.

  To be honest, even if Wu Zhengye did something to Yan Jing when she was unconscious and unable to resist, including...including taking her body, even if he really did it, Yan Jing would not be as angry as she is now after waking up. After all, Yan Jing's feelings for Wu Zhengye are very subtle. If he really dared to take Yan Jing's body, maybe it would still be a good thing, enough to make him gain both the beauty's body and heart.

  Unfortunately, Wu Mouren is... Alas, one word to describe - decline! Two words to describe - really decline!

  Yan Jing felt extremely wronged and indignant, tears streaming down her face as she cursed Wu Zhengye, but the sound of his snores seemed to be mocking her. Every time Yan Jing cursed, Wu Zhengye's snores would respond with a snore, and so they went back and forth like this for another half hour.

  At this time, Yan Jing had slightly recovered a bit of energy, turned his face to the side, stared at Wu Zhengye who was lying on the ground with blood flowing from his nostrils, and scolded, "Wu Zhengye, you're a big idiot!"

  "Humming..."

  She replied to her, still with that humming sound, which made Yan Jing anxious.

  But she had no way at all, suddenly, Yan Jing saw her jacket was beside the pillow, and for a moment she was overjoyed.

  She stretched out her right hand to grab the coat, and it took almost ten minutes to barely take out the phone from the coat. This simple action seemed to have used up all her strength, and when she got the phone, she was already sweating on her forehead, with no more energy left in her body.

  It wasn't until nearly half an hour later that Yan Jing finally turned on her phone and dialed a number.

  Suddenly, a scream came from the other end of the phone, "Ah!!!! Yan sister, where are you?! Our entire police force has almost searched all the hospitals and clinics in H city, but we can't find you. Now Captain Cheng is leading everyone to search around Fanghua Road's hotels and inns. Where...where are you? We're worried to death!

  Everyone has asked about this matter, Commander Cheng said that you were taken away by a pervert, the situation is critical at the moment, Yan Jie, are...you okay?

  On the phone, Yan Jing moved the phone away, and the scream just now was indeed unbearable. However, at this moment, Yan Jing's beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed, because in addition to hearing that voice from the phone, it also came from outside room 210...

  At the same time, a familiar voice of Yan Jie sounded from the other end of the phone, "Xiao Lan, ask Yan Jie where she is now? Is she in danger?"

  Upon hearing the voice on the phone, Yan Jing's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. She took a deep breath and asked softly, "Lan Lan, where are you guys right now?"

  "What about us?" Xiao Lan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yan Jie, I'm with Cheng Du now, and we're currently investigating the 'Yi Hong Lou' inn on Fang Hua Road. Oh, Yan Jie, please tell us where you are! Everyone is worried to death!"

  Yan Jing's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, she couldn't help but secretly feel lucky. If this phone call had come one minute later, wouldn't her current image have been completely exposed in front of Xiao Lan and Cheng Du?

  Thinking of this, Yan Jing said weakly again, "Lanlan, I'm fine, just my body is very weak. Tell Cheng Du and the colleagues to let everyone go back, don't delay the case because of me."

  "Then... when are you coming back to the bureau, Yan Jie?"

  Yan Jingling's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "I'm treating injuries in the north of the city right now, I'll be back soon......"

  Before she finished speaking, a man's voice was heard on the other end of the phone, whispering, "Northern City treatment... Northern City! Xiao Lan, ask quickly where Yan Jie is in Northern City!"

  "Uh, Yan Jie, you...you're in Chengbei..." Suddenly, Xiao Lan pouted and handed the phone to Cheng Du, "Cheng Du, Yan Jie hung up."

  Cheng Zhong was stunned for a moment, then took the phone and dialed back, but what responded from the other end of the line was: "Sorry, the number you are trying to reach is currently out of service!"

  Cheng Zhong was so frustrated that he almost smashed the phone! But now, this phone is still useful to him. Following that, Cheng Zhong dialed several numbers in a row, all with the same content: "Sister Yan is in the north of the city, everyone must intensify the search for her in the major clinics in the north of the city and find her as soon as possible to ensure her safety!"