Chapter 133 It’s Your God-Slaying Time

Suddenly, there was a bang.

The bedroom door lock turned and was violently slammed open by a huge force.

Nanchuan Shijue entered the camera wrapped in a bloodstained haute couture black silk nightgown, his pale face flushed with a sickly color, his lips were purple, and there were dried blood at the corners of his mouth.

The barrage fell again:

"The living Master Nanchuan!!!"

"No? Why is he in her room? Living together??!"

"That bitch Ning just said they broke up, but they're still living together!"

"What kind of sadomasochistic plot is this? I'm going crazy..."

"Why does this woman drive these two wealthy families crazy?"

Before Ning Fengsheng could even turn around, she was pulled into a hot embrace. Nanchuan Shijue bit her earlobe and sneered, "I'm getting married?" His fingers stroked her trembling neck, "How could I not know?"

The number of people watching the live broadcast exceeded 10 million online!

"You—" Ning Fengsheng's eyes widened, "Aren't you going to marry Lin Leixi? The whole North City knows about it."

Actually cheating in front of millions of viewers?

He said he was going to get married! And then he flatly denied it!

"How can a stand-in be compared to the real person?" His purple lips curled up. "You know very well that I'm using her to piss you off."

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"I will only marry you... Ning Fengsheng, don't even think about dumping me and marrying another man!" He gritted his teeth, tore open his robe, revealing the tattoo on his abdomen.

The barrage was so crazy that the server almost crashed:

"Young Master has a tattoo on his chest that says sheng (sheng)!!"

"How can Ning Bitch be worthy of such deep affection——"

"Blood! There's blood on his nightgown! This scumbag girl made the young master vomit blood!"

"Damn it! Call 120! The young master's lips are purple!"

"Master Nanchuan is actually an M?"

Nanchuan Shijue grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest, on that hideous scar...

"Last year you stabbed a knife into this heart..." he sneered, "Now it's rotting again because of you."

Ning Fengsheng felt a chill run down his spine. Was Nanchuan Shijue crazy? How could he say this in front of everyone?

There was a madness in his eyes that was arrogant and desperate!

The surging hot emotions seemed to be saying, Ning Fengsheng, I will block all your escape routes.

I will leave you with no way to go but to me!

"Crazy!" Ning Fengsheng struggled against the shackles, "We've broken up, please leave..."

A violent kiss suddenly came down, silencing all sounds.

Nanchuan Shijue pinched her waist and pressed her in front of the live camera, moving his penis between her lips and teeth.

She tasted the blood in his mouth, slightly bitter...

The barrage went crazy again, with countless comments flashing quickly:

"Kissing in public! Is this something that can be broadcast?"

"I've moved to the Civil Affairs Bureau, please get married there!"

"Gong Ye's green hat is firmly on his head!"

"Master Nanchuan...Apart from Ning Jian, are all the women in this world dead?!"

"Yandere, you're such a yandere! Fighting and grabbing! I got hit really hard..."

"Fuck, Master, this sexual tension is killing me!"

"Let go of my husband, you bastard!"

"Where is the cuckold? Come and catch him!"

Ning Fengsheng felt dizzy and almost lost herself in his passionate and arrogant kiss.

When they separated, she couldn't stand steadily and fell limply into his arms, breathing heavily...

"What... do you want to do?" She grabbed him and asked angrily, why did he force her into a desperate situation?

"You are mine... Shengsheng." Nanchuan Shijue rested his forehead against hers. His body temperature was scorching, and his eyes were even more scorching. "Even if you don't want me, you are not allowed to marry him..."

Gong Ye is a devil who has been using her as a tool to deal with the Nanchuan family.

Even if he killed Gong Ye with his own hands and made her hate him for the rest of her life, he would never let them get married.

"The wedding will go on as planned." Ning Fengsheng glared at him, "No matter what tricks you use—"

"If you dare to talk about marrying him again..." Nanchuan Shijue stroked her swollen lips and panted, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I will detonate the explosives depot under the Gong family."

Ning Fengsheng's fingers tightly pinched his arm and glanced at the phone screen...

The barrage of comments has long been captivated by Nanchuan Shijue's handsome appearance and deep affection, and he is worshipped as a god.

"Guess..." she said in a trembling voice, "If the fans knew that their god was a paranoid psychopath who often went crazy and even needed drugs to calm his emotions...he threatened me and forced me..."

A fierce kiss sealed her lips again.

Nanchuan Shijue pulled off the live broadcast power cord and smashed the phone out.

He picked her up and threw her on the bed.

"Watch carefully. I'm not afraid of everyone in the world knowing... how their gods achieved nirvana and fell before you."

"Nanchuan Shijue, you can't do this to me..."

"Shengsheng, starting now..." He pulled his robe down, revealing his sturdy waistline, "It's your time to kill gods."

He held her fingers and pressed them against his abdomen. The embroidered iris and "Sheng" unfolded with the rise and fall of his heartbeat, like a love letter from the devil.

"Nanchuan Shijue, get out!"

Ning Fengsheng grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and threw it over.

The Ning family's soundproofing was not good, and Ning Fengsheng's windows and balcony door were wide open. The sound of fighting in the room was shaking the crystal chandelier on the first floor.

Ning Zhenhai was drinking tea on the first floor, and the dust fell into his teacup.

A group of relatives glared at each other, and suddenly a fight broke out.

That young master from Nanchuan is so big that he can knock someone out with just one punch.

With Shengsheng's small physique, wouldn't he be killed if he got beaten a few times?

Ning Zhenhai suddenly became nervous and led his men upstairs...

However, before they even reached the room, the sound of smashing things stopped, replaced by Ning Fengsheng's painful moan. The group looked at each other and retreated awkwardly.

"Zhenhai, go and make some medicinal soup to help with the pregnancy. I think the Nanchuan family's heir is safe."

"Yes, even if I didn't get pregnant before, with Young Master Nanchuan here, I don't have to worry about not getting pregnant in the future."

"Didn't he say something ruthless last night? He doesn't even produce seeds, but he wants the fruit. It's settled!"

"It's better to call off the Gong family's marriage as soon as possible and return all the betrothal gifts..."

"In Beizhou Country, who dares to offend the Nanchuan family? The woman that Young Master Nanchuan sets his eyes on is his."

"I didn't expect that our Shengsheng is so lucky. She is so charming that even Young Master Nanchuan can suppress her."

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