"Now I'll make Bibi Dong fall completely and become a Rakshasa. Though I die, I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death!" the Rakshasa God roared furiously, endless, terrifying thoughts surging straight into Bibi Dong's mind.
The Rakshasa Mark was fully activated as well.
Bibi Dong's presence grew frenzied. She opened her scarlet eyes and looked indifferently at Xu Ran.
Bibi Dong clutched the hem of Xu Ran's clothes with both hands, a fierce struggle in her eyes.
"Xu Ran, die!"
A shrill scream rang out. Bibi Dong's palm pierced straight through Xu Ran's chest, and blood streamed down, quickly staining all his clothes red. Blood spurted out, spattering her exquisitely beautiful face with droplets of Xu Ran's blood.
Her elegant papal robes were tainted with the scent of blood and no longer looked quite so beautiful.
"Fuck, you stupid woman. Once this is over, I'm going to make you pay me back properly. Whatever I ask for, you won't be allowed to refuse. Even if you refuse, I'll have you anyway. Struggling won't help." Blood spilled from the corners of Xu Ran's mouth, and the intense pain made his voice tremble.
He could be heartless toward anyone, but he could not bring himself to hurt his own woman.
It had been the same with Qian Renxue last time, and it was the same with Bibi Dong now.
Ever since Xu Ran had transmigrated, he had almost never been injured. Each time, it had been because of love.
But Xu Ran could not give up on love. If he did, he really would become a scumbag who only lusted after their bodies.
He was not actually a scumbag. His love was just a little more expansive.
Xu Ran wrapped both arms around Bibi Dong's delicate body, pressing her tightly