The little rabbit is obedient and is forcibly embraced by the villain

At this moment, she stood on the vast grassland, surrounded by chaos and blood.

A group of horse bandits came roaring towards her. She widened her eyes in fear and wanted to run away, but her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

"Help me..."

Her cries were drowned out by the whistling wind, and in a flash, the horse bandit stretched out his long arms and picked her up.

Bai Zitu was placed on the horse's back. The horse galloped and shook her all over, making her feel uncomfortable.

She didn't know how long it had been, but she was finally thrown onto the grass. She completely ignored the severe pain in her body as the bandits approached her with lewd grins.

Bai Zitu retreated in fear until he had nowhere to retreat or escape.

A hand covered in dirt and scars reached out to her...

Bai Zitu's hair was disheveled as she cried out, "Xuan Cheng!"

Just when the hand was about to touch her, the surrounding scene seemed to be cast under a spell, and the bandit's hand stopped just inches away from her.

Immediately afterwards, the bandits were like being sucked into a vortex of nothingness, their bodies gradually disintegrated, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated into the air.

The grassland, which was originally shrouded in blood and fear, is still lush and green and full of vitality, as if the battle just now was just a nightmare that never really happened.

The little goddess hung her head weakly, her jet-black hair sticking wetly to her pale face, looking extremely pitiful.

A cold breath approached, and the next moment she was held in someone's arms around her waist.

Xuan Cheng rested his forehead against hers, and his voice, as cold as a ghost and with a hint of cruelty, slowly rang out: "Your Highness, you saw it all..."

Tears from the little goddess flowed from her eyes like pearls falling off a string. Her body trembled slightly as she spoke in a small, weak voice, "Why? Why do you do this to me?"

The man was standing with his back to the light, and the scene in front of Bai Zitu was blurred by tears. She tried hard to see Xuan Cheng's eyebrows and eyes clearly, but she only felt that the man's pupils were like lacquer dots spreading in front of her eyes, so deep that she could not see the bottom.

She felt a surge of grievance in her heart, and pushed the man beside her away without hesitation: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Xuan Cheng pushed it away a little, but his arm was still across the little goddess' waist.

He didn't answer, but gently stroked the pitiful red corners of the little goddess' eyes with his warm fingertips.

For some reason, his original intention was to make Xiao Shen Ji face the reality, but when he really revealed the naked truth, he did not feel as happy as he imagined.

Instead, he felt unnecessarily irritated because of the little goddess' emotions.

What a joke! He was born with the ancient gods, but was suppressed in nothingness for thousands and thousands of years.

Now that he is born, is he going to fall to this little goddess?

There seemed to be a voice in her head, constantly clamoring to kill her!

As long as he kills this skinny and unremarkable little goddess in front of him, he will be able to solve the problem once and for all and never rest easy again.

But there was another voice in his mind that kept stopping him.

Look, how fragile this little goddess is. Don’t you want to see her more vulnerable side?

Xuan Cheng's Adam's apple moved and his eyes were dark and churning. He seemed to be becoming more and more dissatisfied with the status quo, and his heart was longing for more.

He wanted to see her hair disheveled, shaking weakly like a flower ravaged by a storm.

He wanted to see her go limp and cling to him like a drowning person grasping at a straw.

He wanted to see her in another scene, crying and begging him, calling his name softly and tremblingly.

In the end, no one knew which idea took over. Xuan Cheng sneered, and the voice was extremely cruel, as if it wanted to completely tear apart the last trace of warmth in this world: "Subordinate, this is your fate."

Since she was the goddess chosen by the ancient gods, they were destined to be entangled in life and death since their birth.

"Fate? What is fate?" The little goddess shed tears and shook her head in confusion.

Xuan Cheng let out a soft laugh. He didn't answer the little goddess' question, but instead asked, "Your Highness, after all you've been through, are you still committed to your mission?"

Bai Zitu was silent for a long time, and then slowly raised her head. Her eyes were still innocent, but with a hint of determination after experiencing vicissitudes of life.

She spoke slowly, "I, I don't know... But after experiencing their suffering firsthand, I understand that my mission is not in vain."

Bai Zitu's voice was still trembling, but every word was resounding. "If I were to retreat because I was afraid of difficulties and worried about being rejected, that would be a true betrayal."

Xuan Cheng was slightly shocked, and the corners of his lips curled up, as if silently sneering at the naivety of the little goddess in front of him.

Then he snorted coldly, feeling angry, annoyed or some other complicated emotion in his heart. With a wave of his hand, he threw Bai Zitu outside a city gate in the mortal world.

Bai Zitu fell to the ground and before she could stand firm, she saw the people around her walking in a hurry with numb eyes, not paying any attention to her who suddenly appeared.

"Since Your Highness firmly believes in the existence of fairness and kindness in the world, I will make a bet with you." Xuan Cheng's deep voice seemed to come from all directions. "This plane has been through war for a long time and is already devastated. If Your Highness can let him..."

A golden light fell on a familiar figure not far away, attracting it.

That was the little beggar I had seen in the corner of the market before. He was now huddled in the corner, his eyes empty and desperate.

Before Bai Zitu could respond, Xuan Cheng's voice, tinged with a hint of teasing and provocation, rang out again, "Your Highness, if you can help him end this war and restore peace to the world," he paused slightly, his tone growing even colder, "I promise that no matter what catastrophe befalls the next three thousand planes, I will defend the people you cherish so dearly, to the death, and I will never break my promise."

"Okay." Bai Zitu raised her head, her clear eyes gazing at the boundless sky. Although she couldn't see Xuan Cheng, she could clearly sense that he was hiding in a corner, quietly watching her every move.

"But you should at least tell me who you are."

"Lord of Nothingness, Xuan Cheng." Xuan Cheng's voice was calm. After a brief pause, he continued, "Oh, Your Highness may have never heard of my name. That's fine. I'll try another way of saying it."

His tone rose slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, "That's what you call the catastrophe of three thousand planes."

Xuan Cheng's voice remained indifferent, but Bai Zitu could hear a hint of sarcasm in it.

Bai Zitu was puzzled, "Why are you the catastrophe of three thousand planes?"

However, the only response she got was dead silence. Bai Zitu pursed her lips, thinking of saying hello again when they met next time.

Having made up her mind, she slowly walked towards the little beggar.

The little beggar raised his head vigilantly, his eyes full of caution. When he saw it was her, he was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head again, as if waiting for some ridicule or expulsion.

But Bai Zitu squatted down in front of him and said softly, "Would you like to come with me? I'll take you to a place where you can have enough food and warm clothes."