Chapter 883: Hatred And Unwilling
As soon as the door of the woodshed was closed, Favus Wu was drooling looking at Nalan Feixue.
The delicate facial features, the enchanting figure, the snow-white skin… Favus Wu’s eyes almost popped out.
He quickly took off his clothes, leaving only a jump of trousers, then he pounced on Nalan Feixue.
“Beauty, I’m here~~”
Nalan Feixue was full of horror. She screamed and kicked frantically, “Don’t touch me! Get away, you get away from me! I’m the daughter of the Nalan Family; I’m Nalan Feixue, get away!”
“Pa–” A clear clap sounded.
Favus Wu put up a somber face with his ugly appearance, looking down at Nalan Feixue like a demon, “Bitch, don’t be shameless! Master Zhu has rewarded you to me, and Nalan Family has also been wiped out. Are you still the daughter of the Nalan Family? You’re not even as good as the prostitute in the brothel! It’s your honor to have sex with me!”
As he spoke, he violently tore off Nalan Feixue’s clothes.
The torn clothes were then used to tie Nalan Feixue’s hands.
He looked obsessively at Nalan Feixue’s exposed white skin. Although the skin looked darkened because of the recent haggardness, the beauty was already stunning for Favus Wu who had never been in contact with beautiful women.
Favus Wu swallowed, then he was about to tear off Nalan Feixue’s clothes on her lower body. The heavy panting and obscene laughter resounded in the woodshed.
At this time, Nalan Feixue had completely stopped resisting.
Her eyes were looking straight at the roof of the woodshed; her expression was desolate and desperate. There was no longer half of the pride and domineering in her eyes; there were only the boundless dead silence.
I will obviously be the woman that everyone was proud of and be pampered all the time.
I had a mother, a father, and a warm home.
But why all these aren lost?
Zhu Zhongba, the bastard who deserved to be dead. He ruined my life. Not only he ruined my dignity, he even wants to trample on me!
Do I Nalan Feixue really have to admit my fate? Let the scumbag Zhu Zhongba do whatever to me?
No! Why? Why do I, Nalan Feixue, have to accept such a fate?
The hands tied by the clothes were tightly squeezed into fists, and her nails were deeply pierced into her flesh. Blood flowed out from the gaps between her fingers and dripped on a piece of inscribed jade slip not far away.
That inscribed jade slip came out when Favus Wu tore off Nalan Feixue’s clothes.
Nalan Feixue hid this inscribed jade slip for many days because it was secretly given to her by her almost crazy mother the day she returned home.
She treated this piece of inscribed jade slip as a life-saving straw, thinking that her mother had left something for herself. But in this short time, no matter how she rubbed the inscribed jade slip and probed into the inscribed jade slip with Divine Sense, she still found nothing.
Nalan Feixue lived day after day in the torture and humiliation of Zhu Zhongba; she was getting more and more desperate until she completely forgot the existence of this jade slip.
However, at this moment, her heart was filled with devastating hatred and unwillingness. When her blood dripped on the inscribed jade slip, the inscribed jade slip suddenly reacted.
Favus Wu who was touching her body with excitement didn’t realize it; Nalan Feixue didn’t realize it also. After the jade slip in contact with Nalan Feixue’s blood, a wisp of black smoke went into Nalan Feixue’s body silently.