"You bastard…" Shen Yanxiao trembled in anger. She hated Satan's craftiness, his cruelty, and even her own stupidity for not finding out sooner!
"Don't worry, I won't destroy his soul. I still need more strength. How delicious is the soul after the integration of the blood of the seven races? I will make it a part of my soul. If you like, you can still call me Little Xun." Satan took Shen Yanxiao's small hand and gently kissed the back of it. His gentle tone and loving eyes were like that of an infatuated man who was trying to confide in his lover, but in the depths of his eyes, the flickering flames were so wild.
"I won't let you get what you want." Shen Yanxiao suddenly calmed down. She knew that she could not defeat Satan, and Xiu was still asleep at this moment and could not be awakened at all. At this moment, she understood that Satan's various rhetoric on the island was just to let others stay on the island so that he could take action.
