"Your face is so beautiful, so beautiful that any girl would like it." Mi Xi put away the Demon-Subduing Whip, then took out a pseudo-immortal-grade short dagger, pulled it out, and gently patted Ji Fenghua's face with the blade.
A pseudo-immortal-grade dagger is already considered an immortal artifact, and the spiritual energy array it contains is far superior to that of ordinary spiritual artifacts.
Even without using it to cut, the spiritual power it contains can corrode demonic energy.
The blade was so hot that black smoke billowed from Ji Fenghua's pale face. Her skin was corroded by the spiritual power contained in the blade, but was quickly repaired by the demonic energy contained in her own flesh and blood. Corroded and repaired again.
"If you hate me, then kill me!" Ji Fenghua's face contorted in pain as she gritted her teeth and glared hatefully at Mi Xi's vicious face. "If I had known you were so vicious, I would never have wanted to be friends with you!"
"Be my friend?" Mi Xi sneered, grabbed Ji Fenghua's hand, stabbed his hand through the back of his hand with a knife, and said viciously, "You don't deserve it! You're just a good-looking demon. What are you? You can only be my friend, or at most a pet!"
"Ah...!" Ji Fenghua's body suddenly stiffened, and she let out a scream.
The excruciating pain from his pierced hand told him an even crueler truth: this little girl was more like a devil than he was.
She might actually kill him, but it wouldn't be a quick and painless act.
But Ji Fenghua only glared hatefully at Mi Xi without begging for mercy. In their Vulture Stronghold, there were no cowards who feared death!
"Hey, you dare glare at me? Are you still hoping that that little bitch Mi Wei will come to save you?" Mi Xi looked at Ji Fenghua with pitiful eyes, clicked her tongue and shook her head, saying, "Forget about it. My mother has already called her over to teach her a lesson. She can barely take care of herself now, how could she have time to save you? Even if she has time to come see you later, ha, after I smear your pretty face and turn you into an ugly monster, let's see what you use to seduce her then, and see if she will still like you."
Before Ji Fenghua could react, Mi Xi swung her small hands repeatedly, slashing Ji Fenghua's face until it was a bloody mess.
The crisscrossing wounds had completely disfigured Ji Fenghua.
The deep, bone-revealing gash opened slightly like a baby's mouth, spitting out copious amounts of blood that quickly covered his entire face.
With his four sharp fangs, he was no longer the handsome man he once was, but a terrifying demon from hell.
"Look at you now, you're the real devil. I bet even a child would cry if they saw you." Mi Xi scrutinized Ji Fenghua's appearance, seemingly quite satisfied with her creation. She appeared innocent, but her smile was extremely wicked.
"Hmm, I wonder what Mi Wei's expression will be when she sees you again?" Mi Xi thought excitedly and imagined: "Disappointed? Sad? Surprised? Shocked? Or running around trying to heal you? But no matter what her reaction is, I'll be happy."
Ji Fenghua was already extremely weak, and after being tortured by Mi Xi, she was on the verge of fainting.
His gaze towards Mi Xi was devoid of any warmth, filled only with hatred and loathing.
"Why are you looking at me with such murderous eyes? Let me tell you, the wound from this Demon-Devouring Immortal Dagger is not easy to heal, and only my mother has the spiritual medicine. If you don't want to be disfigured, you'd better kneel down and beg me right now." Mi Xi triumphantly poked Ji Fenghua's body lightly with the dagger.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
