After becoming an undercover agent of Xianmen, I won by lying down

Nan Zhi bit her lip, took off her shirt and hugged Xiu Ming.

"I'm sober now. I just want you to hold me and own me. Otherwise, I always feel that you don't want to touch me because you think I'm too dirty, so you say those high-sounding words and refuse to touch me."

The woman's graceful body was only wearing a piece of tulle. When she came close to her, Xiu Ming could completely feel the temperature and amplitude of Nanzhi.

Indeed, he is not Liu Xiahui in the world, so he cannot remain indifferent.

"Zhizhi, do you really not regret it?"

Nan Zhi couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he still had to restrain himself.

Her weak, boneless hands clung to Xiu Ming's neck, her head slowly moved closer and buried in his neck, "You love me, okay?"

After some cloud and rain, Xiu Ming fell into a deep sleep.

Nan Zhi sat up, glanced at Xiu Ming's satisfied face, and wished he could kill him with one blow.

However, she can't do that.

After all, something like a god bone must be done when he is awake, let him watch the knife cut through his flesh and blood bit by bit, and then use these hands that were once twisted by him and recovered, to cut his body. Bones dug out.

Fresh things are always welcome, and His Highness will definitely like them too.

"With a knife on the head of the color character, the gods who are high above can't escape the vulgarity."

Nan Zhi tidied herself up and changed into a tight black dress, which didn't show any skin.There was still the usual iron chain around his waist, which rattled and rattled as he walked.

Turning around and looking at Xiu Ming, who was still sleeping soundly, Nanzhi "packed" him directly into the space bag.

No one here would stop her because Xiu Ming had warned her long ago.

Therefore, she took the "hostage" out without any hindrance at all.

After returning to the residence where they had lived in solitary confinement, this residence existed underground and no light could come in. No one would have thought that their god would end up in such a situation.

Therefore, all actions of Nanzhi are very free.

He tied Xiu Ming up and temporarily sealed his cultivation level.

"I haven't woken up after such a long time. I'm really asleep and pretending to be asleep, Your Highness Xiu Ming."

Xiu Ming didn't respond. It seemed that the effect of the ecstasy potion was pretty good.

Nan Zhi produced a bucket of ice water, weighed it, and then poured it directly on Xiu Ming's whole body.

"cough cough"

Xiu Ming only felt that his whole body was icy cold, and the water stains on his body made him very sober now.Looking down at his situation, Xiu Ming smiled wryly, it turned out that he was caught in a beauty trick.

He originally thought... Nanzhi could really forget those discords in the past.

But how is it possible?
Just imagine if he had personally experienced those pains, he would definitely want to rip off the other party's cramps, how could he ask Nan Zhi to forget those things and forgive those things.

"You're going to kill me?"

Xiu Ming's tone was too calm, which made Nan Zhi very dissatisfied.

Slowly walking over, Nanzhi put the dagger directly against Xiu Ming's neck, "Why aren't you afraid?" The dagger slowly approached and directly cut Xiu Ming's neck.

"Is it useful to be afraid, Zhizhi?"

Xiu Ming smiled bitterly and looked down at the dagger Nanzhi held against him. "This is indeed my retribution. If killing me can relieve your anger, you can kill me."

"But Zhizhi, you only have this chance. If you miss it, you won't have it."

"Do you threaten me?"

After Nan Zhi finished speaking, the dagger moved and stabbed fiercely into Xiu Ming's right chest.

"Tell me, should I cut it horizontally or vertically?"

Xiu Ming didn't see pain on his face, he just looked at Nanzhi with a smile, his lips turned slightly white: "Do you hate me so much?" "No."

Nan Zhi pulled out the dagger, and then slammed it in again.

"There is only love and hate. If I don't love you, how can I hate you?"

Nan Zhi's hand cut through Xiu Ming's flesh and blood with a dagger, just like cutting a piece of paper with a knife, directly from left to right, and he could even clearly see Xiu Ming's bones.

Nan Zhi looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and it was even more interesting to see Xiu Ming holding back his voice.

"Does it hurt?"

After speaking, Nan Zhi cut off a piece of Xiu Ming's flesh.

"Um……"

Xiu Ming thought that he would not be in pain long ago, but this kind of torture really makes people feel overwhelmed with pain.He didn't know what Nanzhi was going to do, because her current behavior seemed to be purely venting her anger.

Nanzhi smiled, and continued to move until he could fully see the god's bones.

The bones of gods seem to be different from those of ordinary people. You can feel that they are powerful and full of divine power.

"Xiu Ming, do you want to live?"

Xiuming's breath was already very weak, but Nan Zhi knew that he would not die so easily.

Otherwise, he would have died long ago at the risk of becoming a Fallen God in order to join the Demon Race.

Xiu Ming didn't answer this question, instead he asked Nan Zhi: "Do you want me to live?"

The answer to this question is very meaningful, it can let Xiuming know Nanzhi's true thoughts, and also know whether she really doesn't have him in her heart.

"What you said is ridiculous."

Nan Zhi stopped what he was doing, his hands were covered with blood, sticky and uncomfortable.

"If I wanted you to live, I wouldn't do this now."

Xiu Ming must die!

No matter what he did before, or he bites His Highness back now, none of these can be forgiven.

"I allow you to leave a few last words."

If he was deprived of his divine bones and his flesh, he could still live...then he could only burn his soul along with it.

"What's your relationship with Shen Fu?"

Xiu Ming was just a little clearer now. Nanzhi's appearance was too sudden and too coincidental. He thought it was Nanzhi letting go.In fact, this is not the case. The reunion may have been a conspiracy from the beginning.

"What relationship can I have with the Prince of the Demon Race?"

Nan Zhi speaks tightly, and will never reveal her identity.

"What I hate the most is the demon race, so how could it have anything to do with that kind of female devil?"

"Then why do you keep lurking here?"

"It's all for you, my Highness Xiu Ming."

Nanzhi's cold hands touched Xiu Ming's face, from his forehead, to his eyes, to his lips, "Your Highness's face really doesn't match this heart. He's so beautiful, but why can he be so cruel to me?"

Nan Zhi didn't cry, but the end of his eyes turned red, "I used to worship you as a god, but now I live to dig out your heart and see if it's black!"

"Is it really just for this?"

Nan Zhi's play is so good, Xiu Ming is a little dazed, could it be that he really thinks too much?