From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Meng Liu sneered, and with a 'pop' sound, a slap hit his left cheek.

Ke Fan looked at her in disbelief: "You dare to hit me?"

He was answered with another slap to the right cheek.

Meng Liu did not use all her strength in these two slaps, otherwise she was afraid that the two slaps of the monk in the transformation stage would send Ke Fan away.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. She only has one hour, and she must tame Ke Fan within this time.

"Hands behind your back."

This time Ke Fan ignored the anger of being humiliated and just watched her torture without saying a word.

There was no movement at all.

"Be good, put your hands behind your back and you'll be rewarded." Meng Liu softened his voice.

Ke Fan somehow followed his instructions and put his hand on his back. When he realized what he was doing, his face turned green.

what happened? This woman is so hateful, using him to protect her from thunder and even slapping him, why should he listen to her? !

Meng Liu took out his flying sword and lifted him up.

Ke Fan was feeling annoyed, knowing that he was going to change places, he said angrily: "Where else do you want to take me?!"

Meng Liu narrowed her eyes and looked at him, with that angry and shy expression, and a sense of joy burst out in her heart.

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Ke Fan was tied up all over and knelt on the ground in the direction of the waterfall and stream next to the cabin.

Meng Liu used cleaning skills to remove all the blood stains from both of them.

She just took the time to take a look at the system to see if anyone else had issued a conversion card so she could buy a few more.

Perhaps because this world is special and all missionaries are in danger, there are not many people speaking in the forum that was active in the past.

The number of props sold in large quantities has decreased. After all, no one knows whether the things they sell will react on themselves and become the final reminder.

Meng Liu was not discouraged, just one hour.

She glanced at the countdown of the conversion symbol in the system.

After rummaging around for a long time for magic weapons in the original owner's storage space, he took out a beast-taming collar.

She smiled, should I say she was lucky or unlucky.

In the world of immortal cultivation, there are many spiritual beasts, and some monks will contract with these spiritual beasts in order to increase their combat effectiveness.

It's just that the original owner hasn't found a suitable spiritual beast yet, but he has prepared a lot of corresponding props.

For example, once this collar is put on, it cannot harm the owner. If there is the intention to harm the owner, then a dense circle of thorns will form on the inside of the collar and pierce directly into the neck.

In a daze, Meng Liu thought that this collar seemed to have been found by the original owner during a secret realm experience. It was a top-notch artifact.

It's just that she doesn't have a spirit beast, and the collar has no other function, so she has been shelved.

I wonder if people can use it?

She held the collar and gestured around Ke Fan's neck.

Ke Fan's eyebrows twitched. What she wanted to do was for the beasts!

"If you dare to use that on me, I will kill you when I recover."

Meng Liu didn't listen to his words, and went directly around the back of his neck and fastened it with a snap, revealing a golden mark in the center of their foreheads.

An artifact is an artifact, and it can actually affect people. So when the effect of the transformation card disappears, Ke Fan shouldn't be able to hurt her unless she removes it for him personally.

Otherwise, Ke Fan will be controlled by her for the rest of his life.

Maybe the dust has settled, Ke Fan lowered his head, feeling angry and aggrieved in his heart, and all kinds of emotions overwhelmed him.

fraud.

Obviously there is a reward for holding the back of the hand just now.

Suddenly he realized what he had thought of, and his whole face became gloomy again.

This woman is very bad, very bad, much worse than he imagined. He must not be soft-hearted towards her! He kept telling himself.

Seeing that although his expression was colorful, he did not show any resistance again, Meng Liu became much gentler.

She moved a stool and sat in front of him.

Ke Fan knelt on the ground with his eyes closed. This place was close to a stream and waterfall. The ground was uneven. The flesh of his knees was very tender, and the skin had been worn out, with blood oozing out.

Meng Liu took out two pieces of furry animal skin and threw them on the ground.

"Put it on the bed. You can feel more comfortable while kneeling."

Ke Fan lowered his eyes and turned his head and said nothing.

He has already been treated like this, what are you doing now?

Meng Liu stretched out his feet from his shoes and stepped on his thigh, getting closer inch by inch.

Ke Fan closed his eyes and didn't look, but without vision, the sense of touch was amplified. He swallowed, why was he still looking forward to it?

It's just that the foot stopped at that moment, and there was no next step.

He didn't want to show fear or other unexplainable emotions in front of this woman, but his body's reaction couldn't deceive anyone at all.

Ke Fan collapsed inside. What happened? Is he a very mean person?

He opened his eyes, stood up on his knees, and knelt on the soft fur again.

"What else do you want, just tell me."

He didn't want his mind and body to be completely guided by her. He was clearly supposed to torture her, but now that the roles were reversed, he felt that every second was so difficult. When would it end?

Seeing that he was aware of current affairs, Meng Liu stopped, touched the collar around his neck, and took out the matching leash.

Ke Fan's eyes widened: "No, this is not allowed!"

Meng Liu raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully: "Why not?"

He pretended to be calm: "Chu Ling, what do you want? Divine weapons, skills, or elixirs? I can give you all of these, as long as you let me go..." He closed his eyes, "Everything before, I have I can cancel it with you."

Meng Liu covered his mouth, held his head close, and whispered in his ear: "Do you still remember what you asked me to do when I was kneeling just now?"

She said no more, put the leash on without a word, and then loosened it for him.

The rope wound around her palm several times. She pulled slightly and was pulled forward by the force. Ke Fan put his hands on her knees to prevent her from falling.

Meng Liu sat on the chair with excitement in his eyes: "Come on."

She closed her eyes: "Don't forget what you said at the beginning, if you dare to bite someone, don't even want to bite them."

Ke Fan's expression changed drastically. He never expected that this woman would treat him the same way he treated her.

Isn't she a woman? How can a woman be like this...

He couldn't think of an adjective, or if he did, he didn't want to mention it.

The force on my neck was a little stronger, and a voice floated above my head: "Hurry up, my patience is limited."

Ke Fan wanted to beat her to death. The Ke family was known as a little bully. He had been walking around this continent since he was a child. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

Want his lips...

"I can't do it."

Meng Liu impatiently stepped on his face with a heavy foot: "Can't do it?"

He pinched that place firmly with his hand, "What now?"

Ke Fan's hair suddenly stood on end, and the pain radiated all over his body. In addition, there seemed to be a trace of...