Forced to become the top darling in the world of cultivating immortals

Everything she is suffering now is the punishment given to her by God.

If she had been cautious about the essence that contained divine power from the beginning, he would not have killed Dad and the others angrily in order to treat Bai Chuxue's illness.

If she hadn't been so arrogant at the beginning, wouldn't she have been preparing dinner with her father and the others in Jingzhou...

Was she underestimating the heart of a Demon Lord, or was she the number one monk whose strength far exceeded that of all the monks in the Six Realms.

He could destroy the world with a flick of a finger, but she was lucky.

Sad and ridiculous.

Lifting his head to hold back his tears, Shen Zhen tilted his head and smiled slightly, "Ah Shen, do you still want it?"

Standing at the window, she took off half of the tulle on her body, revealing her plump and white skin, and stood there obediently like a marionette, waiting for the stringer's instructions.

Yan Shen solemnly grabbed the porcelain vase on the bedside table and threw it at it, "Get lost."

She should be full of vitality, instead of standing there lifelessly like a puppet.

Shen Zhen didn't dodge, a gap was opened in the forehead of the porcelain bottle, and it was so warm that blood flowed down his brow, staining one eye red.

Kneeling down to pick up the broken tiles, it was like picking up a broken self, and carefully put them in the palm of your hand one by one.

"This seat lets you go out."

what is she doingWhat are you trying to do with a pitiful look?Do you have mercy on him?
Shen Zhen continued to pick up the pieces, "Ah Shen, if you get out of bed, you will step on them, what if they stab you?"

"go out!"

Distraught, Yan Shenzheng picked up the fragment she had picked up and cut a gash in his hand, the gash healed in an instant.

"It's just a piece of debris, can it still hurt this seat?"

Shen Zhen frowned slightly, "But I love you dearly, you can see that you are injured, let me see?"

"Shen Zhen!" An unknown anger ignited in Yan Shenzheng's heart, and his eyes were reddened by this flame, "I told you to go out, are you deaf?"

Shen Zhen was puzzled, "Am I making Ah Shen unhappy? Then I'll just go out."

After all, take two steps back, lower your head and back.

Yan carefully rubbed his brows, and the moment she opened the door to go out, he called again, "Come back."

So Shen Zhen closed the door and stood obediently in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Yan Zheng raised Shen Zhen's chin and let her look at herself, "You think that if you are going to die, this seat will be able to soften your heart? This seat tells you, as long as you live At this moment, they are all playthings to please me."

"Yes." Shen Zhen blinked, "Ah Shen is happy, I am a plaything to please Ah Shen, or a cat and dog to make Ah Shen happy... It doesn't matter, the most important thing is that Ah Shen is happy."

"Shen Zhen!"

"Are you unhappy, Shen?" Shen Zhen grabbed Yan Shenzheng's hand and pressed against his hand, "I feel that you are unhappy, it must be because I did not do well, Shen... this time I will be more serious. Trying hard to please you, don't be unhappy, okay?"

While speaking, his little hand touched Yan's cautious chest.

Looking at the pair of eyes that had lost their brilliance, Yan closed his eyes cautiously and irritatedly.

Shen Zhen is torturing him!

Who is whose plaything?

She actually made herself a mess.

He still likes her shining brightly, and he has only seen her like that in the dark.

She and Ximen Yueguang were walking through the jungle. She was holding a bloody dagger and a newly slaughtered monster in her hand, and she excitedly showed off her spoils to the other two.