I was sacrificed by my family to the inquisitor who hated the most filthy people in the empire. Everyone was waiting to see me tortured to death.
They didn't know that this aloof god was already on the verge of depravity due to his spiritual silence, and that the "blood of the evil girl" in my body, which was regarded as ominous, was the only antidote that could save his life.
At first, he regarded me as a despicable drug guide, keeping me indifferently and plundering me wantonly.
Later, this cold and ascetic god became addicted to me through forced "treatment" one after another.
He thought he was controlling a weak lamb, but little did he know that he was using his own power to personally feed an avenger who could drag him into the abyss.
When the truth was revealed, he discovered that I was the daughter of the enemy he had killed with his own hands. That day, the superior god knelt at my feet and begged me with red eyes: "Chen Chen, give me a little more blood, and I will give you my life."
I caressed his face and chuckled: "Master Shenjun, who is whose prisoner now?"
