Peerless War God in City

The pain from her body was continuously eating away at Ye Qingxuan's body. She endured the pain and stood up stiffly, like a puppet, and then got off the bed.    

    

Every one of her movements brought incomparable pain to her body. In addition, the more she moved, the more intense the tearing pain became.    

    

This pain.    

    

It was like a never-ending tide that kept crashing into Ye Qingxuan.    

    

However, although the pain felt as though it was tearing through the air, Ye Qingxuan was still able to endure it.    

    

However, the pain in her heart was unbearable. This kind of pain made her feel like she was suffocating.    

    

And it could not be healed!    

    

Under the corrosion of this pain, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble. Hot tears were like a stream as they flowed down her face and onto the ground, causing large waves to splash about.    

    

And this time.    

    

Ye Qingxuan didn't cry.    

    

She was like an emotionless machine, allowing the tears to flow freely on her face.    

    

When Haotian saw this, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Although he was a person with an indifferent temperament, he was not a stone, so he had feelings for him.    

    

At this moment, seeing Ye Qingxuan like this was a form of torture to Haotian.    

    

He got off the bed lightly and tried to support Ye Qingxuan, who was staggering, but she stopped when he looked at her with extremely cold and indifferent eyes.    

    

"If you dare touch me, I'll die right now in front of you!"    

    

Ye Qingxuan looked coldly at Haotian.    

    

His tone was extremely cold, without any hint of emotion. It was as if cold rain and snow had rained down on him, leaving him in a sorry state.    

    

Seeing the extremely serious Ye Qingxuan and her resolute gaze, Haotian stopped and felt a little helpless.    

    

He could tell that Ye Qingxuan wasn't lying, she felt that she was someone who kept her words. Moreover, she was currently extremely agitated. If Haotian wasn't careful, Ye Qingxuan might really be able to do something stupid!    

    

Ye Qingxuan looked at Haotian and let out a cold laugh. Then, with an indifferent expression, she walked to the bed and gently picked up the bathrobe that had been torn to shreds by Haotian.    

    

The bathrobe had already been torn to pieces by Haotian.    

    

Therefore, Ye Qingxuan could only pick them up one by one.    

    

As she picked one up, the tears on her face grew more and more intense. Her expression grew more and more miserable, and the pain in her heart grew more and more intense.    

    

However …    

    

She still did not wipe it away, even though the tears had blurred her eyes and even her heart.    

    

She didn't care!    

    

Let it flow!    

    

… …    

    

He continued to pick them up.    

    

Ye Qingxuan picked it up seriously. It was as if once she picked it up, she would be able to retrieve her lost dignity and sacred body, and she would be able to return to the past.    

    

Thus, while she was extremely serious, she was also filled with fear and trepidation. She was very careful and deeply afraid that even a tiny bit of it would be missed.    

    

Ye Qingxuan's expression was serious, but she knew in her heart that this robe was already torn. Even if she could buy another one, she wouldn't be able to buy one that looked exactly the same.    

    

If it was broken, it was broken.    

    

It was as if she was no longer the same person as before.    

    

She was no longer the same person as she used to be.    

    

The current her was like a phoenix that had fallen from the clouds. She wasn't even comparable to the chickens beneath the trees!    

    

Because... She's not clean!