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

Chapter 242
Inside the cave, Shen Zhen squeezed his palms irritably, watching the nails pierce the skin of the palms, the blood penetrated the skin, and slowly flowed to the ground, without feeling any pain.

There was a burning pain in the lower abdomen, as if there was a mouth, ruthlessly biting the flesh in her abdomen, as if to swallow her up.

The green spiritual power gently covered the lower abdomen. After a while, the pain subsided. Shen Zhen tidied up her appearance and walked out of the cave.

Today, I can't continue to meditate daily.

At this moment, I feel irritable in my heart. There is a fire burning. The flame is getting bigger and burning more and more fiercely. I need to find a stream of cold water to extinguish it.

Taibaizong Chamber of Commerce.

Yan Shenzheng came out of the conference hall with the suzerain master and all the elders, and everyone left after bowing their hands and saluting.

"The old man has gone to work too. If Zhenjun still has something to do, feel free to find the old man." Feng Wuhua waved his hands, rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and slipped away so fast.

Yan Shen's deep eyes are full of frost, a group of old men.

"Zhenjun, the fairy asked me to ask you, can you accompany her when you are done?"

A maid came out and saluted respectfully and cautiously.

It was the first time for the little maid to get so close to the number one powerhouse in the Six Realms, and her whole heart was raised in her throat. The rumored Jiuyin Zhenjun is not a good person. She was afraid that if she said a word wrong, she would die. Gone.

Yan carefully looked in the direction of Liufeng, thought for a moment, and said, "I won't go."

He had to go see Shen Zhen.

She made a move in the ring just now, seeing her expression, don't be suspicious of herself again.

This woman's heart is like iron, even he, the majestic Nine Yin Lord, talked to her in such a lowly manner, and allowed her to be presumptuous in front of him for so long, but he still refused to be sincere to him.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid that he would be so excited that he would die for himself.

The little maid answered yes weakly, then disappeared in the direction she came from.

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As soon as Yan Shenzheng entered the house of Elder Liufeng, Shen Zhen raised his hand and slapped him on the face.

Obviously he could dodge, but Yan Shenzheng stood at the door, allowing Shen Zhen to slap himself with a somber face.

Touching her hot cheeks, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Are you angry?"

"No." Shen Zhen played with the dagger and scratched his wrist abruptly. At the same time, the same bloodstain appeared on Yan Shenzheng's wrist.

Take her dagger.

"Spray on me if you are angry, don't make fun of your own body." Yan Shenzheng frowned distressedly, pinched his fair wrist, his spiritual power turned, and the wound was fleeting.

Shen Zhen looked at him fiercely, his hypocrisy really made her sick.

"Speak carefully, your actions today make me very sad." Shen Zhen said in a deep voice, "I didn't want to be against your fiancée, and I didn't want to have anything to do with your circle. It's embarrassing, if I don't fight back, I will be the one who gets hurt, you watched from the dark, have you ever shot for me?"

"This seat will naturally help you. You are my wife. This seat hopes that you will be well."

"Disgusting." Shen Zhen withdrew his hand, and wiped the skin on his wrist that he had touched in disgust, "If you know how to make a move, why wait for me to scare her with a snow beast in my spiritual form? Your words, your words To act the other way around is disgusting to me."

"Zhenzhen is full of energy, this seat is here, and I will cut you into pieces."

Yan Shenzheng handed her the dagger strangely, and stretched out his neck to the dagger.

(End of this chapter)