Help! The Villainess Trapped in the Beast World's Drama!-Chapter 523 - 501: Special Mission: Uncovering the Blood Clan’s Secret

Chapter 523: Chapter 501: Special Mission: Uncovering the Blood Clan’s Secret

She stared intently at Necro’s chest, or more precisely, at a wisp of black mist swirling around the wound, gnawing at his flesh like a venomous serpent, not only preventing the wound from healing but even worsening it continuously.

It must have been the handiwork of Xue Yinzhou, leaving it with the intent to put him to death.

Necro’s arms, chest, and back were also covered in scars, not as severe as the one on his chest, but all retained a powerful aura—these must have been left by Xiao Jin, Lu Xiao, and the battlefield gunfire.

Shen Tang was more than familiar with her Beast Husband’s power.

There must have been a fierce battle between both sides. She wasn’t sure how Xue Yinzhou and the others were faring, whether they were also severely injured...

Seeing the female staring intently at his body, Necro noticed a flicker of worry in her eyes, and felt a slight stir of emotion, "Are you concerned about me?"

"...?" Shen Tang inexplicably glared at him, restraining the urge to roll her eyes, looked down, and said softly, "Who did you fight with? How did you get so seriously injured?"

Necro was indifferent, "Just a few tricky guys with some skills, but to kill me—they’re far from capable."

Shen Tang wanted to inquire about the Beast Husbands, but didn’t dare to ask too directly, so she turned her mind and asked, "Will they come to kill again?"

Necro sneered, "If they want to die, let them."

Shen Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Xue Yinzhou and the others were still alive, which was good.

But Necro suddenly looked at her, a trace of danger in his deep black eyes, "You hope the Imperial Army will strike back?"

Shen Tang’s heart skipped a beat; she wished more than for them to strike back, she wanted to kick this dog man’s head off!

She lowered her head, avoiding his gaze, nervously twisting her fingers, "I... your rebel army invaded the Empire’s territory and killed so many people, it’s sheer evil! I’m an Empire citizen, of course, I want the Empire to win!"

Necro let out a low laugh from his throat, not knowing if he was laughing at her naivety or something else. He lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, a hint of pain flashing.

Shen Tang stood by the bed looking at him for a while, suddenly said, "Do you want me to bandage you up?"

Necro opened his eyes, glanced at her, "You bandage me up?"

Shen Tang nodded, "I can’t just watch you keep bleeding, can I? Your wound is strange too, not getting any better, the flesh is a mess, it’s scary to look at... I’d better bandage you up."

After saying this, a struggle flashed across her pretty face, and she hurriedly added, "Don’t think I’m helping you! I just can’t stand others getting hurt... I, I faint at the sight of blood! One thing is another, earlier... thanks for helping me too."

Necro looked at her stubborn appearance and suddenly found it a bit interesting; clearly concerned for him, she insisted on acting indifferent.

He nodded slightly, which was considered consent.

Shen Tang took out bandages and medicine from the space and carefully treated his wounds.

The Beauty Strategy naturally needed to first win over the heart.

Only by gaining more of Necro’s trust could she have a chance to uncover the Blood Clan’s secret.

He lowered his eyes to the busy little female in front of his chest, feeling a strange sensation rising in his heart.

He had lived nearly thirty years, and no one had ever dared to bandage his wounds.

People around him were either terrified or flattering, not even daring to approach. Those females were all fake, only she... seemed to really see him as an injured person.

In her heart... could he have appeared weak because of this?

But this usually powerful rebel army leader did not feel repulsed.

Being so close, Necro could smell her alluring scent more distinctly, see her flawless, fair skin, long eyelashes, watery cat eyes, straight nose, and rosy lips—all exuding deadly allure.

He could even feel her soft fingertips wandering over his chest, igniting clusters of flames where they passed.

His heart began to race uncontrollably.

So bizarre.

Just seeing her made his heart speed up, and his blood boil!

Could this be the love that came late?

Necro’s lips curved into a seductive smile, he suddenly grabbed Shen Tang’s wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Ah!" The female let out a surprised yelp, looking at him in panic, her cheeks flushed, tears welling up in her eyes, more like a rabbit now.

Even... more beautiful.

Necro pinched her chin, his voice low and sexy, "What’s your name?"

He suddenly realized he hadn’t asked her name yet.

Shen Tang blurted out, "My name is Cui Hua."

"...Cui Hua?" Necro repeated softly, chuckling, "What a beautiful name, just like you."

Shen Tang’s mouth twitched, she quickly changed the subject, struggling with fear, her soft voice carrying an undertone of sobs, "Let go of me! Don’t do this, don’t touch me!"

Necro dominantly held her tighter, squinting his eyes as he murmured, "Little Cui Hua, have you not figured out your situation yet? You are a captive of the rebel army, my war trophy, and my female!"

Shen Tang’s eyes widened, retorting, "In your dreams! I’ll never be your female! I told you, I hate you!"

"You hate me but bandaged my wounds? Little female who says one thing but means another." Necro looked at her pretending-to-be-ferocious appearance, feeling increasingly amused.

Shen Tang’s expression stiffened, like a girl whose secret was exposed, her cheeks blushing, unsure whether out of anger or embarrassment, "Don’t talk nonsense!"

As they tangled, the wound on Necro’s chest reopened, fresh blood quickly staining the bandages.

Shen Tang paused her movements, somewhat fearfully looking at his wound, frowning in confusion, "Strange... I clearly used medicine, and it’s the best healing medicine I bought at the hospital, why... are your injuries still so severe..."

She unconsciously muttered, but Necro sharply caught onto the key point, his handsome face showing a deeper smile.

Ha, indeed saying one thing but meaning another, still willing to use the best medicine for him.

Seeing the female anxious and puzzled, he was in a good mood, "No worries, just a minor injury, it’ll recover soon."

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Tang’s heart, weren’t the Blood Clan’s wounds hard to heal?

It was as if Necro saw through her doubt, explaining, "I have other ways for recovery."