There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 37 Useless Things

The strong sense of relics emanates from there.

"Cunning human beings." The phantom standing on the billboard uttered a sentence coldly. Even with a cultivation base of more than a thousand years, there was no way to break the barrier around the hospital. , the figure disappeared into the night in an instant.

When the white figure gradually appeared, he was already standing on a cold, gloomy and strange cliff.

On the edge of the cliff, there was a man with a broken arm, prostrate on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Useless things, even a powerless woman can't deal with them, so what's the use of keeping you?" Gui Xin coldly glanced at the kneeling people on the ground.

"Master, please spare this subordinate, and this subordinate will definitely be able to snatch things for the master next time." The croupier begged for mercy with a panicked expression.

"You have been exposed in front of human beings, and they are looking for you everywhere now, you can't stay." Gui Xin said coldly and mercilessly.

"This subordinate guarantees with his life that he will never reveal the identity of the master." The croupier hurriedly said.

"I only believe that the dead can keep secrets. When you decided to sell your soul to me, you no longer had the right to choose your own life and death. As you wish, your mother will live a hundred years, but now, you must die." As soon as the words fell, he waved his sleeves, and a lightning-like cold light hit his body, and the croupier spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground.

"Useless waste." Gui Xin snorted coldly, snapped his fingers, and saw a few phantoms rushing out from the dark immediately, pounced on the croupier, opened their bloody mouths, and tore at him. bite.

There was a strange hissing and devouring sound in the silent night sky, and within a short while, there was only a pile of gloomy bones left on the cliff.

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I don't know how long she has been in a coma. When Xiahou Xiyue woke up, she felt that the surroundings were filled with the smell of needle water that disgusted her. When she opened her eyes, all she saw were white walls on all sides, and her hands were still dangling. drop.

"You're awake." Almost when she opened her eyes, a cold but gentle voice slowly rang in her ears.

"Master?" Such a cold voice belonged only to him. Xiahou Xiyue blinked her hazy eyes to make her vision clearer. What caught her eyes was a haggard face. She looked at it in surprise. He, since she knew him, she hadn't seen him so sloppy.

"How do you feel? Does it still hurt?" Although Huai Xi said that her injury was not serious, he was not relieved until he saw her wake up.

"Pain?" Xia Hou Xiyue blinked in confusion, and then remembered that she had been hit on the head by an antique, her face suddenly changed, and she cried out in horror: "Ah..."

"What's the matter, does the wound hurt? I'll ask the doctor to come and have a look." Duan Muxiu's face turned pale from her shock.

"Wait...my wound doesn't hurt, can you give me a mirror." Xiahou Xiyue grabbed the hem of his clothes with her other hand that hadn't stopped yet, her pale face had a frightened and worried expression .

"Mirror?" Duanmuxiu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's right, please find me a mirror, please..." There was a layer of mist in the bright beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)