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

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zitu felt as if something was gently pinned to his temples.

She subconsciously glanced to the side, and caught a glimpse of a bright and attractive red from the corner of her eye.

Subconsciously raising her hand to touch it, her slender wrist was gently grasped by a large hand, and the burning body temperature fell along with the low voice, "That child is right, flowers do go with beauties."

Bai Zitu blinked, and only later realized that the man was praising her.

A faint blush appeared on her face and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Xuan Cheng in black looked at the pink with a half-smile, the joy in his eyes becoming more and more intense.

Bai Zitu felt uncomfortable under his direct gaze. His eyes darted around in panic, and for a moment he didn't know where to look, feeling uneasy.

A hint of sweetness drifted with the wind and penetrated into Bai Zitu's nostrils.

She subconsciously twitched her nose, and her almond-shaped eyes instantly widened. Following the source of the fragrance, she looked with great interest at the stall where wisps of white mist were rising. "What is that?"

"Osmanthus cake." The man followed the little goddess's gaze.

I saw the orange-yellow cakes just coming out of the steamer, emitting bursts of tempting sweet fragrance. They looked soft, sweet and mouth-watering.

He glanced sideways and saw the little goddess's long eyelashes trembling, and a trace of desire for the delicious and soft food was revealed in the trembling butterfly wings.

Like a cat that greedily eats fish.

Seeing this, Xuan Cheng in black lowered his eyelids slightly, quietly concealing the barely perceptible displeasure in his eyes.

They had never seen such a naked and unconcealed look in her eyes.

As if sensing a subtle change in the mood of the man next to him, Bai Zitu turned his head to look.

The thin sunlight shone on the man, but it could not weaken the coldness on him. He was like a lone star in the cold night, with only endless loneliness.

Her eyes trembled.

The man seemed to notice the gaze of the girl next to him, and suddenly opened his eyes. His dark eyes, with a casual smile, stared straight into the girl's eyes.

"Want to eat?" His voice was already low and pleasant, and now he lowered it deliberately, as if taking away a bit of deliberate indulgence.

It was as if what she wanted was not osmanthus cake, but something else, and he could find it for her.

Bai Zitu came back to his senses, met those ink-deep eyes, and nodded as if possessed by a ghost.

"I'll find it for you, wait for me here." Xuan Cheng in black leaned forward slightly, stretched out his hand to rub her head, and ruffled the bun that Xuan Cheng in white had tied for her in the morning.

A few strands of ink-black hair slowly fell down from the bun, gently resting beside the girl's pink ears.

The loose and messy bun inadvertently adds a touch of lazy and delicate beauty to her, making her already snow-white face even more charming.

Looking at the man's receding back, Bai Zitu lifted the hair that fell on her neck and tucked it behind her ear, but her fingertips unconsciously touched the flower stalk pinned to her ear.

I took it down, and there were still a few dewdrops on the delicate petals from picking them in the morning. The faint floral scent mixed with the fresh herbal fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose, making me feel relaxed and happy.

Suddenly, the red in the corner of his eyes seemed to be replaced by a darker tone.

She subconsciously looked up at the sky. A layer of orange clouds filled the sky, tightly wrapping the azure sky. Then the orange color became more and more intense, turning directly into dark red and black. Strands of terrifying black fog spread out from the dark red cracks and fell to the earth.

The black fog instantly invaded the world, and the once bustling city turned into a hell on earth, shattered into pieces.

Countless screams of terror and hollow cries of despair were heard, shaking the nine heavens.

It's like bright colors are stained with ink, and everything loses its color.

Overlapping with her nightmares.

But when the real catastrophe came, she remained calm, as if she had already anticipated it.

The little goddess touched the heart in her chest that was beating more and more violently. Her clear pupils were full of confusion, but she faintly felt a sense of responsibility called fate.

There was a wave of vibration all around, and a golden shield enveloped her, blocking out all the chaos and strangeness around her.

Bai Zitu slowly raised her eyes and saw a man standing in front of her. He was still wearing a spotless white robe and exuded a cool aura.

The chaos and terror around him seemed unable to touch him at all. He was like an immortal sitting high in the clouds, detached from the world and untainted by a speck of dust.

Another golden light flashed like lightning, and a black figure with a fierce momentum rushed into the cover unwilling to be outdone.

But the usual carefree and lazy smile disappeared without a trace.

A sweet smell came, and she lowered her eyes to see that he was holding a soft and fragrant osmanthus cake in his hand.

There were countless roars all around. Bai Zitu glanced to the side, his pupils shrank, and he saw the little girl selling flowers fall to the ground. The crowd was noisy, but no one stopped for her for a moment.

Even the beautiful flowers in the basket were scattered all over the ground, easily crushed by the crowd, mixed with the red blood, and turned into bloody mud.

Bai Zitu clenched his palms unconsciously until he felt a slight tingling sensation.

She lowered her eyes to look at her palm. Because she had used so much force, the flower stalk had pierced her fingertips, and a drop of blood had appeared. The blood was spread on her fair fingertips, making them particularly dazzling.

"Come here." Xuan Cheng in black clothes spoke in a low voice. He seemed to be trying hard to maintain his usual lazy smile, but the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly.

Bai Zitu shook his head and looked at the two tall and slender men in front of him.

Their eyes were still as deep, still so obscure that one couldn't tell whether they were happy or angry, but now there seemed to be a hint of something else mixed in, just like before.

Bai Zitu thought that she should be stupid, but also clear-headed. She knew that the feelings of these two men for her were hidden beneath their seemingly indifferent appearance, like an undercurrent that never stopped.

"Xuan Cheng, this is fate, a responsibility I should bear since I was born."

The little goddess looked up at the sky. The crack seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, and the clear sky was completely covered by complete darkness.

The two men in front of her didn't respond, but just stared at her.

Xuan Cheng in white took two steps forward, his expression as docile as ever. He simply smiled docilely and gently, "Your Highness, trust me."

Bai Zitu took two steps back, shook his head, and smiled back gently: "Your Highness the Demon Lord, I know you."

She paused and touched her heart, which felt so hot that it seemed about to burst through her chest. It seemed that time was running out, but she was not in a hurry to take the next step.

"There is a drop of my heart's blood in my body. It can cleanse the three thousand planes and restore their former vitality. So from the day I was born, I have been prepared. One day, I will die because of the three thousand planes..."

The little goddess smiled. The darkness around her grew thicker and thicker. Her frail figure stood on the other side of the catastrophe, as if about to be swallowed by endless ashes. Her long eyelashes trembled as she looked at the osmanthus cake in the black-clothed Xuan Cheng's hand. "I just feel a little regretful that I didn't get to taste what this osmanthus cake tasted like."