Wang Feng's eyes and face looked flushed and red, and he instinctively and frantically wiped the wound on Jiang Hanxi's neck.
"Jiang Hanxi, you, you're not going to die, are you?! No, you mustn't!"
Wang Feng was so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Jiang Hanxi's neck had been cut by a sword.
In a panic, Wang Feng took out some more top-grade spiritual energy and applied it, but his hands kept trembling uncontrollably.
With trembling hands, he accidentally poured the entire bottle of premium spiritual energy onto it.
Jiang Hanxi's clothes at the neckline were instantly soaked, with a lot of moisture seeping into the inside.
The icy sensation made Jiang Hanxi tremble slightly all over.
Wang Feng seemed to have reached his limit of madness; the fighting between his upper and lower eyelids finally stopped, and they slowly closed together.
He collapsed into Jiang Hanxi's arms with a thud, his whole body burning up as he lay on top of her, like a heat source.
Jiang Hanxi couldn't stand the heat emanating from Wang Feng; every time he lay on top of her, she felt unbearably hot.
Jiang Hanxi paused for a moment, then pushed him away. Wang Feng's actions seemed to have made her think of many things.
But she wasn't sure for a moment. Six lifetimes became eight lifetimes, which meant that she had killed him for two more lifetimes.
Thinking of this, it would be a lie to say that Jiang Hanxi was completely unmoved; she felt a tightness in her chest.
And... if he hates me so much, why does he keep coming to find me?
Jiang Hanxi's thoughts drifted as she turned to look at Wang Feng, who had his eyes closed and a flushed face.
Sigh, I'll ask again later...
Jiang Hanxi felt melancholy and helpless, with a dull, throbbing feeling in her heart.
After a short while...
What Jiang Hanxi didn't expect was...
Before she could even sit up, Wang Feng's devilish hand slowly began to reach towards her waist.
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