Sword King In A Women's World

Chen Huahua fought to suppress the fear and panic welling up within her, searching the living room for a fruit knife. With the knife in hand, she approached Chu Qing and, mustering her resolve, stabbed his wound. The knife’s tip penetrated the flesh, causing Chu Qing to emit a grunt of pain. Despite being unconscious, his body still displayed instinctive reactions.

Chen Huahua was so frightened that her hand trembled. With a squeak, black blood oozed out of the wound on the tip of the knife. Seeing this, Chen Huahua did not continue. Her entire body was trembling.

Overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation, Chen Huahua realized that she had no other choice. If she didn’t take action, Chu Qing’s life could be at risk. Fear gripped her tightly, but with a trembling determination, she steeled herself and approached the wound once more. It was a terrifying task, but she knew she had to face it for Chu Qing’s sake.

It still didn’t work. This time, Chen Huahua gave up halfway. She couldn’t do it. In a moment of desperation, she suddenly thought of Ye Chenxi.

Yes, I must look for Ye Chenxi.

Back then, Ye Chenxi introduced Chu Qing to her. She was an information broker, so she knew about Chu Qing’s relationship with Ye Chenxi. Ye Chenxi would definitely come.

At the thought of this, Chen Huahua hurriedly called Ye Chenxi. After briefly explaining the situation, Ye Chenxi only said three words, “Wait for me.”

Chen Huahua heaved a sigh of relief. Then, her heartstrings tensed up again. Wouldn’t Ye Chenxi find out about her relationship with Chu Qing? Chen Huahua had the fear of a mistress facing her main wife, but this fear disappeared in a flash.

At this moment, Chu Qing’s life was on the line. She was not in the mood to think about this. She put down her phone and Chen Huahua picked up the knife again and walked towards Chu Qing. There were two kinds of fear fighting in her heart. One was the fear of Chu Qing’s death, and the other was the fear of blood.

In the end, the former won. Chen Huahua was afraid that Ye Chenxi would come late and Chu Qing would be dead. Therefore, as she cried, she cut off Chu Qing’s flesh.

When Ye Chenxi arrived, Chen Huahua had already processed most of the rotten meat. Ye Chenxi did not say a word when she saw this. She took the knife from Chen Huahua’s hand and began to cut the meat from Chu Qing’s body skillfully.

She had been practicing martial arts since she was young. She was good at using knives. In a short while, Ye Chenxi cleaned up all the rotten flesh. The edge of Chu Qing’s wound was no longer pitch-black rotten flesh, but healthy bright red flesh.

However, a new problem appeared. Ye Chenxi stared at the enlarged wound and looked at the bones buried under the wound. There were already black spots on some parts.

If she did not deal with it properly, it would relapse. At this moment, Ye Chenxi was very decisive. Even though she could not bear it, she still extended the knife to her bones. When Chen Huahua saw this, she grabbed Ye Chenxi’s hand. It hurt just looking at it. She could not bear to let Ye Chenxi continue.

“He will die.” Ye Chenxi’s cold words made Chen Huahua let go.

The blade scraped across the bones and made a terrifying sound. Chen Huahua cried even harder. On the contrary, Ye Chenxi was expressionless from the beginning to the end. Her hand was as steady as a mountain and did not even tremble.

After treating Chu Qing’s wound and putting on a bandage, she put down the knife. Ye Chenxi realized that her entire body was drenched in cold sweat. Looking at Chu Qing, who was lying unconscious on the bed, Ye Chenxi did not ask Chen Huahua what was going on because she knew that Chen Huahua definitely did not know either.

Not long after she returned home, she received a call from Chen Huahua. According to the time, Chu Qing had just arrived at Chen Huahua’s place. Moreover, Chu Qing’s injuries were caused by the ‘Oblivion Stream’. Wasn’t that something only the Martial Supervisory Department had?

Could it be that Chu Qing had clashed with the Martial Supervisory Department?

The more Ye Chenxi thought about it, the more her head hurt..