Stunning Dragon Wife-Chapter 767 Xue Ying’s Hatred

Just as the knife was about to strike.

Zhang Xiaoshan kicked his feet; the blanket was immediately kicked up and covered the woman’s head.

"Swish."

The female assassin, Xue Ying, knowing something was wrong, shifted the action of her dagger from stabbing to slashing.

"Swish."

The blanket was directly slashed into two halves.

"Where is he?"

When her vision was restored, Zhang Xiaoshan’s figure was already gone from the bed.

"We meet again."

"But instead of using the door, you climbed through the window; do you have some kind of special hobby?"

Suddenly, a voice tinged with teasing came from behind her.

Xue Ying felt a shiver down her spine as she swiftly turned around only to see Zhang Xiaoshan sitting with his legs apart on a wicker chair not far behind her.

The light in the room was also turned on in that instant.

Everything became clear.

You know, Zhang Xiaoshan was not wearing any clothes at that moment, sitting there with his legs apart, smiling at Xue Ying.

"What, what are you doing?"

Xue Ying shifted her gaze away, embarrassed.

"Heh, you waited outside for so long, peeped for so long, I thought you liked watching."

"Now I give you a chance to have a good look."

"You, you knew I was outside all this time?"

Xue Ying was initially shocked, then filled with mortification.

If Zhang Xiaoshan had known she was outside all this time, then all those poses he had struck, all that effort, was it not all just to show her?

"Shameless scoundrel."

Xue Ying was seething with rage.

"You go die."

She charged at Zhang Xiaoshan once again.

Xue Ying’s strength, compared to that of an ordinary person, was quite good; otherwise, she would not have achieved a high ranking in the underground assassin rankings. Unfortunately, her opponent now was Zhang Xiaoshan, a cultivator in the Late Stage of Qi Transformation.

The gap between them was so vast that it could only be described as the difference between the clouds and the mud.

"Kneel down."

Facing Xue Ying’s attack, Zhang Xiaoshan still sat on the wicker chair, completely unmoved; he simply uttered a light command.

"Ah."

The next moment, a terrifying pressure, like a tidal wave, bore down on Xue Ying.

Her entire skeleton seemed as if it was about to shatter in that instant; she simply couldn’t bear such a terrifying pressure.

Her legs gave out, and she uncontrollably knelt down.

Her hands also firmly supported the ground, barely managing not to completely lie down.

"So strong."

In that instant, she understood the gap between herself and Zhang Xiaoshan.

High-level Martial Artist.

She had encountered a High-level Martial Artist whose strength was far superior to her own.

She simply wasn’t his match.

Cold sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead.

Fear filled her beautiful eyes.

"Why do you have such great strength, who exactly are you?"

Xue Ying struggled to look up at Zhang Xiaoshan, kneeling on the ground.

But from this angle, looking up, what was most clearly visible was beneath Zhang Xiaoshan’s legs.

The Dragon Spirit had already reared up proudly, as if ready to strike.

Though Xue Ying was an assassin, she was also a pure woman.

She wanted to lower her head, but found she couldn’t lower it.

"Didn’t you want to see? Today, I’ll satisfy you, let you have your fill of the view."

Zhang Xiaoshan chuckled lightly.

"But now, it’s also time for me to take a good look at you."

Zhang Xiaoshan’s right hand rose.

He lightly beckoned with a flick of his finger through the air.

Immediately, the mask covering Xue Ying’s face was removed.

"Hmm?"

Then, a face exceedingly beautiful was revealed.

This face bore a seven-point resemblance to the film star Gulina Nazar.

Paired with her graceful, curvaceous figure, she was definitely a woman of outstanding allure.

Zhang Xiaoshan looked somewhat intoxicated, his reaction intense.

"Hmph."

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You came to our village earlier to assassinate me, and now you’ve come again, one attempt after another; do you really think I have no temper?"

"Now, tell me how you think I should deal with you?"

"You."

Kneeling on the floor, Xue Ying spoke through her shame and anger.

"At this point, now that I’ve fallen into your hands, you can kill or butcher me as you please. Just make it quick. But, if you give me a chance to fight back, I will definitely kill you."

"Heh."

Zhang Xiaoshan stood up, walked over to Xue Ying, and squatted down.

He lifted his hand to pinch Xue Ying’s chin, his eyes revealing a hint of greed.

"A beautiful woman like you isn’t common, and this figure is so arousing. It’d be a real waste and a crime against nature to kill you."

"I do think you have some use."

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan felt quite uncomfortable.

"What, what are you going to do?"

Realizing Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze was somewhat unsettling, Xue Ying grew panic-stricken.

"Hmph, what am I going to do? I’m going to screw you."

Zhang Xiaoshan smirked devilishly and directly picked up the immobilized Xue Ying, throwing her on the bed behind him.

"Don’t, don’t mess around,"

Xue Ying was now completely frantic, desiring to resist, but she was totally immobilized.

"Hmph."

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled coldly, eager to proceed.

He noticed the intense Qi in Xue Ying’s body, still unbreached, which was extremely nourishing. Not to mention Xue Ying’s unparalleled beauty—it would be far too regrettable not to exploit her.

He picked up the dagger that Xue Ying had dropped to the floor.

Slowly sliding it across Xue Ying’s body.

Xue Ying was wearing a kind of stretchy yoga suit, and as the dagger tore through the fabric,

"Pop pop pop..."

"Rip..."

The tight-fitting suit split open, revealing panoramic vistas.

A sight fully exposed.

"Don’t, please don’t, I’m begging you, don’t..."

Realizing what was about to happen, Xue Ying was in complete disarray.

She shouted frantically,

but that did not deter Zhang Xiaoshan; instead, it spurred his interest even more.

"If you’re going to kill me, you ought to pay some price, right?"

Zhang Xiaoshan smiled and then caught Xue Ying by the ankles and pulled.

He dragged her to the edge of the large bed.

He stood on the floor.

"No, don’t ..."

This was an exceedingly humiliating act for Xue Ying, but for Zhang Xiaoshan, it was extremely thrilling and exciting.

Aiming.

"Ahh..."

The next instant, a tear of agony spread, causing Xue Ying to involuntarily scream out.

He sped up,

without any intention of pity.

Xue Ying intermittently screamed and sobbed.

In the end, Zhang Xiaoshan left his mark on Xue Ying’s collarbone.

"Phew..."

After everything, Zhang Xiaoshan felt extremely refreshed.

He sensed that the energy inside him had grown significantly stronger.

"Indeed, very nourishing."

Zhang Xiaoshan lay down on the bed to rest.

It was at this moment that the overwhelming pressure exerted on Xue Ying disappeared like a tide.

"You beast, you, bastard..."

Xue Ying kept shedding tears.

She wanted to stab Zhang Xiaoshan.

But as soon as she moved.

"Ahh..."

The burning, agonizing pain sapped all her strength.

Her most precious possession was taken in such a way.

It was nothing short of a nightmare.

"You, may you die a horrible death."

She turned her face away, staring fixedly into Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with resentment and loathing.

"Hmph."

Zhang Xiaoshan smirked coldly, his gaze similarly fixed on Xue Ying’s eyes.

The Dragon Spirit Refining God Skill quietly activated.