The smiles of Liu Zhenhan and Avril vanished in an instant.
"Sabotaging me?" Liu Zhenhan squinted at the Fairy Dragon.
"I haven't finished talking. Who asked you to be so impatient?" The Fairy Dragon stared back at him defiantly.
"Do you have any last words to pass on?" Liu Zhenhan stared at the Fairy Dragon.
"You can kill me. For me, perhaps death is also a kind of liberation. If the Dragon Clan didn't strictly prohibit suicide, I wouldn't be here enduring your humiliation! But don't forget, my identity is also a "Demon Pet"! Let me use my blood and resentment as a sacrifice to curse you and your Beast of the Bad Luck with a curse that will persist for tens of millions of years!" The Fairy Dragon spoke through gritted teeth.
"Oh! You little brat are evil enough! Can't kill you? Then let you taste this too."
Liu Zhenhan grabbed the Fairy Dragon's chin and poured a mouthful of Python Bile from the skin bag into her mouth.
