Super God: Give the Demon Queen Trouble Every Day

Shi Bing sat on the soft sofa, his posture lazy yet dignified, his legs crossed and gently swaying, his eyes filled with scrutiny and disdain as he stared directly at the complex being named Morgana opposite him.

"What tricks do you want to play again?"

Shi Bing's voice was cold and firm, and every word was like a carefully carved ice cone, pointing directly to the core of the problem.

She did not show any contempt or relaxation towards the demon king in front of her who could both manipulate people's hearts and cause turmoil in the universe.

Although he felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity with the name Yan, it was only a brief flash of thought and was soon replaced by the desire to return to Tiancheng.

Shi Bing had no good feelings at all towards Yan, the so-called little devil.

Shi Bing had only one thought in his mind, which was to end this meaningless entanglement as soon as possible and find a way back to Tiancheng.

Of course, if there really was such a good opportunity, Shi Bing secretly planned to take Morgana's lair, Kunsa, to trial as well.

Morgana first glanced at Yan who was cowering and hiding behind her, then shifted her gaze to Shi Bing who was looking at her with hatred.

In an instant, an indescribable feeling of irritation surged into my heart, as if my head was about to explode.

She raised her hands helplessly and gently rubbed her temples. Deep down, she really didn't want Yan and Shi Bing to meet.

After hesitating for a moment, Morgana finally said, "Yan, you go out first."

Yan, who had been hiding behind Morgana, slowly raised his head when he heard the voice, stared at Morgana, his lips tightly closed, without saying a word.

However, she turned around and left obediently, quietly leaving the room.

In fact, Yan was afraid of Morgana from the bottom of his heart. Even though many demons pampered and cared for her in every way, he did not dare to be unrestrained when facing Morgana.

With Yan's departure, the entire room instantly fell into silence, with only the two people's gentle breathing sounds echoing in the air.

"Is it necessary? Yan is just a child."

"Oh, kid?" Shi Bing's sneering voice echoed in the empty room, with a bit of sarcasm and coldness, "When you grow up, will you be another capable demon by your side?"

Faced with Shi Bing's sharp questioning, Morgana did not refute directly, but was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

In fact, she hides a huge secret in her heart—Yan is not a devil, but an angel.

But at this moment, Morgana was also feeling depressed.

Because in recent months, whenever he met Shi Bing, he would always look at him coldly, without any good face at all, and would always relentlessly challenge him.

So, Morgana secretly made up her mind that she would never return Yan no matter what!

After all, Yan picked it up with his own hands. Since it belongs to him, there is absolutely no way he would give it up!

At the same time, Shi Bing was unwilling to pay any attention to Morgana at this moment, and had no interest in any information about the little devil called Yan.

Although Shi Bing vaguely felt that the name Yan seemed familiar, she didn't want to delve into the reason.

In her opinion, the relationship between her and Morgana had reached a freezing point, and there was no point in getting entangled in these insignificant matters.

The room fell into silence again. Morgana felt that if this continued, her relationship with Shi Bing would only get worse.

It’s bad now though.

"Shi Bing, does it really have to be like this between us?"

Morgana's tone was mixed with helplessness and fatigue. She rubbed her temples, as if trying to calm her inner restlessness.

She knew that Shi Bing's dislike for her was not groundless, but the reasons behind it were complex and far-reaching, and could not be explained in a few words.

"There is never any 'must' or 'don't' between us."

Shi Bing's answer was equally resolute, and there was no wavering in her eyes. "You and the Kunsa you represent are one of the darknesses that we in Tiancheng are determined to eliminate. Both your deceptive methods and Kunsa's atrocities should not exist in this universe."

Looking at Shi Bing's eyes that were as cold as frost, Morgana sighed deeply. She understood that this conversation would end in a bad mood just like the previous ones.

Such scenes have been played out countless times in the past few months, as if they had become an insurmountable gap between them.

Morgana paused at the door of the room, and finally turned around and left resolutely, leaving the room in silence and Shi Bing's lonely figure.

In just a few months, Morgana could only quietly enter the room when Shi Bing was asleep.

After all, whenever Shi Bing was awake, the look he cast towards him was always the same, without any change.

Morgana stared at Shi Bing deeply for the last time, then turned around and left resolutely, leaving Shi Bing alone in the empty room.

In the room, with Morgana's departure, an indescribable chill quietly spread.

This is not just the physical coldness, but also the loneliness and helplessness deep in Shi Bing's heart.

She sat on the sofa, staring blankly ahead. Everything around her seemed to have lost its color, leaving only gray and white.

She longed for freedom and wanted to break free of this invisible cage, but the reality was like cold shackles that bound her tightly.

She had nowhere to go except this room, so she quietly waited for the night to fall, as if only the night could cover up this endless loneliness and helplessness.

As night falls and everything becomes silent, this long day is finally coming to an end.

Shi Bing lay on the bed, but could not feel any warmth.

The coldness seemed to have transcended the barriers of time and space, reminding her of the days when she lay in the repair chamber thousands of years ago - endless darkness, cold machinery, and the fear and despair of the unknown.

"It's so cold..." Shi Bing murmured to himself, with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

All of her abilities were restricted by Morgana. Now, except for having a slightly stronger physique than ordinary people, she is almost the same as an ordinary person.

Shi Bing curled up tightly, trying to seek a little warmth, but the bone-chilling cold seemed to penetrate everywhere, wantonly corroding every inch of her skin.

"He Xi... He Xi, Bing'er is so cold..."

Shi Bing's lips, which were already as pale as paper, trembled slightly, and he made a weak and unclear sound, as if he was swallowed by the cold air.

"Bing'er doesn't want to go into the repair chamber...it's too cold there..."

Her consciousness seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and her thoughts were erratic, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred.

Those fragments of memory about the past are like snowflakes in winter, falling one by one but melting quickly, leaving only a cold touch.

She only felt that everything around her was cold and dark, and endless chill came from all directions, surrounding her tightly.

In the chaos of consciousness, Shi Bing's mumbling gradually turned into a call for his mother.

The word "Mom..." was like the softest part of her heart. Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, it would come to her mind involuntarily.

At this moment, Shi Bing was like a wounded little animal, curled up alone on the bed, muttering: "Mom... I'm so cold... I'm so cold..."

These words are like broken notes, floating in the silent air, stirring people's hearts with pity.

However, whenever night falls and everything is quiet, Morgana always appears quietly.

Perhaps only at this moment, when the sleeping Shi Bing no longer looked at her with a gaze full of disgust and hostility, could Morgana feel a sense of peace and security.

This time, things seem to be different.

When Morgana stepped into the room and saw Shi Bing shivering on the bed with a look of pain on his face, she couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in her heart.

She subconsciously thought that there must be something wrong with Shi Bing's genes again.

So she hurried to the bedside and began to examine it carefully.

After a tense inspection, Morgana finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's nothing wrong with the genes, it's just that the body's immunity is a little low." Morgana came to this conclusion after the test, but this peace of mind did not completely eliminate her worries.

After all, Shi Bing is now no different from an ordinary mortal, and any small change may have a huge impact on her.

Morgana stood quietly beside the bed, staring at Shi Bing's face which looked increasingly haggard due to the cold, feeling mixed emotions.

Listening to Shi Bing's whispers, Morgana sat gently on the edge of the bed, trying her best not to attract the other person's attention with her movements.

She leaned in to listen, trying to grasp more information from those vague words.

"Mom... Bing'er is so cold... really so cold..." The faint voice came into my ears, like a gentle breeze, but it was filled with deep sadness and helplessness.

Morgana's heart suddenly shook, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

She had never thought that Shi Bing, who was usually strong and stubborn, could have such a fragile side.

Pursing her lips tightly, Morgana took off her Demon King costume and changed into a more comfortable nightgown.

He lay down on the bed gently, hugged Shi Bing's curled up body, and used his energy to warm her body.

"Mom is here."