The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife (511-710)

Chapter 550: Nowhere to Go

Mr. Liao quickly slashed a second time towards He Xi's body.

As the whip was about to hit her, a long, white hand, appearing out of nowhere, grabbed the whip.

He Xi pulled her hand fiercely. Mr. Liao caught off guard, lost his grip on his whip. 

He Xi's movements did not stop. First, she waved the whip away from Mr. Liao, who was closest to her, and turned around, then threw the whip at Mr. Liao's two disciples. 

The two disciples were not highly ranked, but ugly enough to be called by Feng Lian Ying.

The man whipped by the whip with He Xi's internal force suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

He Xi did not dare stay a moment longer and did not care about the surging warmth in her body. With whatever spiritual power she had left, she flew towards the area of the fourth-tier spiritual beast.

This was her last and only chance.

From behind, He Xi heard the hysterical screams of Feng Lian Ying, "Liao Chengfu, you waste! If you let her run away, I want you all to die!"

The fourth-tier spiritual beast area was close. Despite He Xi's body suffering from hellish pain and her vision blurring, her eyes lit up with a bit of hope.

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more...

However, there a loud bang penetrated her ears, and she felt severe pain behind her head.

Blood spilled from her mouth, and her internal organs were in pain as if it were stirred.

She heard Mr. Liao's proud laugh in her ear, "Do you think you can escape my hands? Ha ha ha, no one has ever fallen into Liao's hands and escaped alive. As perfect as you are, I promise you that I will torture you slowly and send you to heaven again!"

He Xi closed her eyes, her heart full of despair and sadness.

But what He Xi didn't know was that the blood she spilled splashed onto the jade jian on her chest. It began to light up like a breath of silver.

Mr. Liao and his disciples walked towards He Xi. He held something like an iron rod in his hands, tapped his palm gently, and sneered, "Why not run? You can escape again. Let's see if you can escape my palm."

He Xi looked at him coldly. Even with her body in a fragile state and weak from pain, her eyes were cold like daggers, making those who saw her feel like they were falling into an ice cellar.

Mr. Liao frowned, a bit of anxiety surged into his heart, he said quietly to his disciples, "This girl has some temperament. If she is upset, wouldn't it be troublesome? Tie her hands and feet together. If she dares to resist, cut off her tendons and hamstrings. Miss Feng wants to see her in pain, to what extent, I don't think Miss Feng would mind." 

Feng Lian Ying, who stood on the side, laughed, "Mr. Liao, the more miserable she is, the happier I will be."

At this moment, she had the talisman ready in her hand and watched He Xi about to fall into a miserable state. She was so excited she wanted to scream.

Mr. Liao's disciples obeyed his instructions and immediately rushed towards He Xi.

At this point, He Xi's vision was already blurred, and the sounds she heard became a distant echo. The only thing she felt was her whole body burning.