"Zhi Yan, I'm begging you. If you kill me, tear me to pieces, if you protect my virginity, then... after going to hell, I will ask my husband to forgive you. I cannot lose my virginity, I cannot lose my virginity…" Nai'er pleaded.
Zhen Yan Princess's exquisite face trembled, once again indifferent.
"I'm sorry." Huai Bingyi said softly, "The Demon Bloodline on you holds great significance for the Dragon Temple, as for stripping off your clothes, I have no intention of desecrating your virginity, it's merely to accurately retrieve your heart."
Then, Huai Bingyi pulled out a dagger and crouched in front of Yan Nai'er.
At this moment, the wound on Nai'er's neck healed once again.
Huai Bingyi's eyes were fervent, "Healed again, what an immense surprise. The bloodline on you might bring significant progress to the Dragon Temple's Demonic Laboratory, even if you die, you've made great contributions to this world, you should feel proud, Miss Yan Nai'er."
