Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Lines of clear tears flowed slowly down Ah Zi's pretty cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string. The tears were crystal clear, and flickered with a sad and beautiful glow in the faint light. The tears slowly slid down her cheeks.

It scratched across her fair and delicate skin, as if carving deep scars on her originally beautiful face. Her eyes were wide open, like two copper bells, full of fear.

There was still a lingering look of disbelief at this sudden disaster in her eyes, as if she couldn't understand why such a thing had happened to her. Ah Zi was shouting desperately, her voice almost hoarse.

The voice was like a sharp knife, carrying endless despair and pleading, trying to cut through the oppressive air. It kept echoing in the space, hitting the walls and bouncing back, as if to tear everything here apart.

However, Xu Xingchen did not loosen his arm that was holding her whole body at all. His arm was like an extremely hard iron rod, lying across her body and tightly encircling A Zi's slender waist.

That force was like a steel shackle that made her unable to break free. Ah Zi could clearly feel the strong restraining force coming from his arm. That force was like a ferocious beast.

Ah Zi was pinched so hard that it hurt, as if her bones were about to be broken, making it impossible for her to break free at all.

At this moment, Ah Zi finally understood clearly what Xu Xingchen meant by "fulfilling one's duty as a wife". The so-called "duty" was like a sharp knife, ruthlessly revealing the truth that she had been unwilling to face.

Ah Zi originally thought that it was just a strange relationship that she did not understand, just like facing a hazy painting. Although she had some doubts at the beginning, she also had a hint of curiosity and expectation.

However, today's reality is like a cruel blade, ruthlessly cutting through her beautiful fantasy. This sudden truth, like a devil's whisper, echoes in her ears.

Her mind was in chaos, like a lake swept by a strong wind, losing its calm and direction.

Her heart was filled with fear, like a cold ghost, slowly climbing up her spine, making her body tremble involuntarily, and despair was like a heavy boulder, pressing her so hard that she couldn't breathe.

It seemed as if the whole world was against her, leaving her no chance of hope.

She could never have imagined that she would end up in such a situation, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

There was darkness and terror all around, the darkness was as thick as ink, wrapping her tightly. Countless pairs of eyes were peeping at her in the darkness, making every inch of her skin feel stinging, without a glimmer of hope.

"Snapped--!"

The sound was like a bolt from the blue, suddenly exploding in the silent space, as if a heavy bomb exploded next to the ear, making the eardrum buzzing, as if countless bees were flying wildly in the ear.

Xu Xingchen kicked the door of the house open. Under his great strength, the door let out a painful groan, as if it had turned into a fragile paper-pasted wooden board, and instantly broke into countless pieces and flew everywhere.

"Clang-!"

Immediately afterwards, the fragments of the door hit the wall next to it with great impact force, making a dull and loud collision sound, like two heavy trucks colliding violently.

The collision raised a small cloud of dust, which spread in the air like a thin gauze curtain, covering the entire scene, giving people a hazy and tense feeling.

Then, Xu Xingchen's arm, like an iron clamp, roughly dragged Ah Zi into the house. His arm was like an extremely hard iron lock, tightly holding Ah Zi's slender arm.

The force seemed to be able to break her arms. He dragged A Zi forward, and every step was carried out with great power and determination, as if A Zi was just his prey, being controlled by him at will.

Ah Zi was like a helpless chick, being held tightly by Xu Xingchen. Her delicate body was swaying in the air, and her slender feet were dragging on the ground with difficulty. Every step was full of hardship.

The little shoes rubbed against the ground, making bursts of "puff" sounds and raising a small cloud of dust. The dust danced in the sunlight, as if sighing for her misfortune.

Her hair began to fly in disarray. The originally neat bun had become loose, and strands of hair fluttered around her face, adding a bit of sadness and helplessness. Ah Zi was like a helpless rag doll, being forcibly dragged into the unknown darkness by Xu Xingchen.

After a while, Xu Xingchen threw A Zi's delicate body onto the bed, as if he was throwing a weightless object, without a trace of pity.

Ah Zi's delicate body was like a light yet helpless fallen leaf, slowly drawing an arc in the air, as if time had stopped at this moment. Her hair fluttered in the air, like a black ribbon dancing in the air.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Ah Zi fell heavily on the bed. The sound was like a heavy stone falling to the ground. Ah Zi's hair became messy and scattered on both sides of her cheeks. A few strands of hair hung on her eyelashes, making her vision a little blurred.

There was endless fear in her eyes. Her originally lively and bright eyes had become dull and lifeless, like two lifeless stones. Her delicate lips originally had a slight red tint.

At this moment, she became as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, as if a layer of fragile paper was pasted on her face. Her cheeks twitched slightly with fear, and her eyes were filled with tears. The tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the bed, splashing small water droplets.

"I... I'm telling you... no... I'm strongly warning you, don't come over here..."

Ah Zi's voice was obviously trembling and full of fear, as if every word was squeezed out from the bottom of her heart with great difficulty. She leaned against the wall of the bed, and the coldness of the wall passed through her thin clothes and reached her body, causing her to shiver.

That pretty face with tears streaming down it seemed as if it was grabbed by an invisible force at this moment, and extreme fear was pouring out from the depths of her heart like a surging tide.

The entire face was covered with layers of darkness. The face that was originally full of vitality and agility was now covered by a thick and impenetrable haze, and every inch of skin was permeated with the breath of fear.

The eyes that were originally bright and lively were now wide open due to fear, and there was a light of panic and helplessness in them, like a candle flame in the wind, swaying unsteadily, and could be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

Like a lost star in the night sky, it struggles alone in this vast universe of fear, unable to find its own orbit and unable to see any ray of hope.

Tears were like beads that had broken off their strings, rolling down continuously from Ah Zi's originally clear and bright eyes. Those eyes once sparkled with lively light like stars.

At this moment, her eyes became red and swollen due to endless fear and despair. Every tear seemed to carry the surging fear and seemingly endless despair in her heart.

They were no longer simple drops of water, but heavy carriers of her emotions. When the tears burst out of her eyes, they fell heavily on her cheeks with a resolute force.

The "click" sound was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere, as if it was the sound of a broken heart. Ah Zi's cheek, like a petal hit by rain, was enduring this bitter baptism.

Then, the tears slowly slid down the fair and delicate skin. That skin, which was once as smooth as mutton-fat jade and as pure as snow, now looked even more pitiful and beautiful under the reflection of the tears.

Tears left crystal-clear traces on Ah Zi's pretty cheeks. These traces were like carefully drawn lines, recording her pain and sadness at the moment.

They are like shooting stars across the sky, shining briefly, yet so beautiful that one can't help but feel heartbroken. Each trace seems to be telling the unspeakable sorrow in Ah Zi's heart, a pain that goes deep into her bones.