As if he did not hear her trembling voice, Bhagavan walked straight into her bedroom and went towards the soft big bed.
It was covered with a silk quilt as soft as cotton, which was not available in the Demon Palace. It was the quilt that Shen Wuyou took out directly from the storage ring so that he could sleep more comfortably and peacefully.
But now...
With her exclamation, Bhagavan loosened his hands and threw her directly onto the mattress.
"S-Sir..."
Her pupils trembled slightly, and her voice was shaking unnaturally. Because she kept retreating, the chains on her ankles kept rattling, the cold light was bright, and the sound was cold and crisp, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.
However, Bhagavan did not look at her frightened face at this moment. His eyes stared coldly at the white ankle where the chain was clamped. His slender hand could hold it tightly, as if he could break it with a little force.
So fragile...
Shen Wuyou sensed the cold air he was gradually releasing, and couldn't help but shiver all over. His hands tightly gripped the quilt, his knuckles turned white, and his body continued to retreat.
While staring at the person in front of him with vigilance and panic, he retreated tremblingly, his body almost embedded in the heavy and cold wall, curled up into a ball.
Suddenly, there was a miserable scream——
"ah!"
As she stared at him in horror, Bhagavan slowly stretched out a hand and directly grasped her calf. The force was so great that she had no power to break free. When she was about to struggle violently, she was suddenly shocked by the other party's eyes.
So her fingertips curled up coldly and her teeth bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from making any sound.
The rough and cold touch suddenly hit her, and her body trembled uncontrollably. The calf that was tightly held was also trembling. The fear in her eyes was beyond words, but out of the desire for life, she still tried her best to restrain the fear in her heart.
The Bhagavan had not noticed it at first, but now he gradually felt the slight trembling coming from the palm of his hand and slowly raised his eyes to see that she was biting her lips in fear and remained silent, with the corners of her rosy eyes gradually becoming moist. He could not help but pause and his face stiffened.
"I'm not afraid..."
His lips moved and he let out a sigh of comfort.
The normal life these days has made his voice no longer hoarse and dry. His voice, as mellow and deep as a cello, is like a warm and generous big hand, gently soothing her frightened heart.
Miraculously, Shen Wuyou's trembling body gradually regained stability. He looked at the tall figure in front of him in surprise and doubt, his eyes filled with mist, which made people feel pity.
I only heard her bit her lower lip hesitantly and said timidly:
"Will the Lord hurt me?"
"Won't."
His steady voice gave a definitive answer, which was undoubtedly a reassurance, allowing the frightened Shen Wuyou to breathe a sigh of relief...
A man as noble as him would certainly not bother to tell lies.
only...
Shen Wuyou looked at his calf, which was still being gripped, in confusion. Just as he was about to ask something, he suddenly felt his body stiffen and was pulled back to the bed by his calf.
Just when she was feeling frightened and puzzled, she suddenly saw the huge figure in front of her slowly squat down, no longer looking down at her with such arrogance, which really made her feel a lot more at ease.
But before she could catch her breath, her eyes suddenly widened, her stiff legs dared not retreat, and the words in her mouth were choked in her throat.
As she stared in shock, the tall and imposing Lord Demon was squatting steadily on the ground, one hand grasping her dusty calf, while the other hand was gently lifting up the sole of her foot.
That foot had been struck several times by her lightning array, and was already covered in bruises and scars.
Later, because of the battle with the arrogant young man, his chains were rubbed and bloodied.
Not to mention the blood and flesh turned inside out, it also had no aesthetic appeal, it was miserable and horrific, and extremely scary.
There is also a layer of dust on it, I don't know how dirty it is...
The Demon Lord's noble finger that pointed at the mountains and rivers was actually dragging her foot steadily with their skin touching. She could even see the dirty blood from her ankle staining his pale palm.
"Sir! Dirty!"
She shrank back suddenly and tried to pull back her ankle, but it was held firmly and she couldn't move.
The man didn't know whether he heard her scream or not. He ignored her and picked up a handful of blue flame. Then, in front of Shen Wuyou's horrified eyes, the blue cold flame was applied to the wound on her ankle like a plaster.
There is no biting cold, no scorching heat, and the cool blue flame attached to it is as comfortable and refreshing as a pool of clear spring water.
Shen Wuyou looked at her ankle in confusion. Through the blue flame, she could clearly see that her wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
My ankles were cool, and I didn't even feel the unbearable itch from the wound healing. It was very comfortable.
After a moment, the cold flame gradually dissipated, and the slender ankle was intact, with delicate white skin, smooth and elastic, so soft that it seemed as fragile as a blow.
Is he... healing himself? !
Shen Wuyou half closed his eyes and stared at his ankle in silence.
Because of why?
Do you feel unhappy because you feel that your belongings are incomplete?
right...
He treated her as a demon pet, a pet, his only property, and she should only be under his control.
For a king of noble status, the traces left by others are a provocation that he absolutely cannot tolerate.
This concerns his dignity as a king, so he is so angry, his eyes are heavy and cold.
I see...
Shen Wuyou felt that he had discovered the truth.
However, the arrogant young man who called himself "this lord" was surrounded by a group of demons. His status must be very noble. Add to that the overwhelming bloodline suppression...
Could it be the legendary Demon Lord?
The Demon Lord...The Demon King...The Hellfire of the Extreme Hell, the Demon Royal Family!
That's why the Demon Lord was so indulgent towards him and would not blame him even if he hurt his pet.
The Demon Lord, on the other hand, was like a spoiled child, with a bad temper and no scheming. He seemed to have some deep hatred for the Demon Lord, and they were incompatible...
This is an opportunity, a perfect opportunity to sow discord among the demon royal family and stir up civil strife among the demons.
She didn't believe that no one had noticed and no one had caused trouble.
In addition, the Demon Lord's appearance of being taciturn and not good at speaking must have led to many misunderstandings, which is why he was targeted and hated by the Demon Lord, to the point that the entire Demon Palace was emptied, leaving the Demon Lord alone to guard this empty palace.
But even so, what does this have to do with me?
Shen Wuyou's eyes flickered slightly, and a terrifying thought even flashed through his mind...
As long as the entire demon clan is thrown into chaos, will there be no more demons in the world, and I can also break free from the shackles and escape safely?
While I was thinking, suddenly a crisp "click" was heard in the air!
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