Fang Geyu’s hand covered his cheek, his pupils initially narrowed to thin lines, slowly broadening to their usual outline.
"Pa..."
Without warning, Fang Geyu lifted his foot and kicked Baili An’s shoulder.
"Noisy."
The force from the kick wasn’t strong, but Baili An felt a chill in his shoulder, as if sothing cold and sinister had invaded his very marrow.
Half of his body beca instantly numb, unable to muster any strength.
Baili An frowned privately, aware that the Evil God’s power within Fang Geyu was no ordinary force.
If he didn’t expel it from his body imdiately, his spiritual power nodes would shut down, leaving him paralyzed and unable to move.
At that point, he’d be nothing but at on another’s chopping block.
But for so unknown reason, Baili An didn’t do this.
He allowed the cold breath to circulate within him, inch by inch freezing his ridians stiff.
In a sense, hadn’t he already beco at on her chopping block long ago?
He calmly watched Fang Geyu slowly rise, her expression haughty as she looked down at him:
"Why would I fear such minor injuries? But you, being a kept man, have shown comndable trust in your master.
This evil power’s invasive nature is extraordinary, yet you don’t even resist."
The numb and painful sensation spread throughout his body, Baili An lay weakly against the beauty chair.
Only to hear Fang Geyu snap her fingers crisply.
Imdiately, a sharp pain erupted in Baili An’s abdon, like a venomous snake gnawing at him, nearly bursting out of his flesh, yet he bit his lip, making no sound.
But the pain was still unbearable, beneath this strange intense pain, an exotic sensation erged within his body.
Baili An felt as if he was being fiercely roasted in invisible charcoal flas, every part of him burning.
Baili An couldn’t understand the reason, the wind and snow falling on him triggered an intensely sensitive cracking pain.
Fang Geyu extended a finger, gently poking his waist.
Baili An let out a low hum, the pain unbearable, yet amidst the pain he strangely felt a hint of pleasure.
How troubling!
Such a slight touch, why would the senses be so intense?!
"Hmm... truly a foolish person, the True Ancestor Evil God’s power is to control all worldly desires and pains.
I can make you experience inhuman tornt, magnifying your sensory perception by ten, a hundred tis, since we’re playing, might as well play excitingly."
"Fang Geyu..." Baili An’s teeth felt weak, only able to softly utter her na.
Fang Geyu gave a cool smile and squatted down, ghost-like against his chest, her shiny black eyes, bright as beads, at so point transford into golden vertical pupils.
"So naive, do you really think your Miss Fang Geyu would willingly bully you like this?"
In an instant, Baili An seed to understand, he wanted to push her away, yet his body wouldn’t move, his gaze fixed on her, his tone instantly becoming dark.
"You say... are you the True Ancestor Evil God?!"
’Fang Geyu’s body slid lightly, as Shifang City’s most noble Third Miss, even her nightdress was adorned with precious coral gemstones.
She deliberately scraped his skin with the hard, cold gemstones amidst the magnified pain and pleasure.
No matter how strong Baili An’s will was, he couldn’t help but cry out in pain, feeling as though his body was being sliced into pieces.
"This is a return gift for forcibly kissing at the night feast."
At the night feast, it wasn’t Fang Geyu, but the True Ancestor Evil God!
Fang Geyu couldn’t possibly know about Baili An’s public kiss.
So the person before him could not be Fang Geyu!
Baili An’s heart sank heavily, his eyes suddenly growing dark and gloomy.
"I don’t believe it, the True Ancestor Evil God is the progenitor of the world’s six desires, supre desire is absolute indifference, if you’re not Fang Geyu, such a reaction wouldn’t happen."
’Fang Geyu’s golden eyes narrowed slightly, holding a cold smile: "What reaction?"
Baili An’s brows furrowed, struggling to raise a hand.
The small figure pressing upon him froze slightly.
In her eyes, Baili An saw the wanton malignancy of the True Ancestor Evil God, and also saw Fang Geyu’s tension and shyness.
His heart grew both furious and stifled.
How could he not guess that Fang Geyu, in order to drive him away, would even release the True Ancestor Evil God.
Pretending she no longer existed, becoming sothing malignant and twisted, to make him lose hope!
He originally thought, once this body’s emotional ties were woven, it could seal away the terrifying True Ancestor Evil God.
But who could have imagined, Fang Geyu was always in symbiosis with the True Ancestor Evil God.
What heart-wrenching discomfort it was, that she faced the imnse horror of the Black Sky alone for three years.
And even now, tries to push him miles away.
’Fang Geyu’ looked coldly at Baili An, her pale, delicate face tinged with two abnormal blushes, yet she spoke indifferently: "So what? The True Ancestor Evil God never shunned the six desires of reality."
Her words were cold enough to suffocate: "It seems, you want ."
Baili An’s expression blocked, his gaze growing increasingly gloomy.
It truly felt as though his weakness had been seized, should the Evil God exploit this mont.
No one could guarantee whether Fang Geyu’s soul and consciousness would be overwhelmingly swallowed.
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