Chapter 695 Xu Ran, Can You Kill Me_1

"I hate it when someone threatens me with my woman," Xu Ran said indifferently, his voice detached.

Gods, transcending mortals, are extremely difficult to kill completely.

Even Xu Ran felt somewhat powerless.

Xu Ran then realized why this mission seemed not so difficult yet had such a generous reward. It turned out that all these were behind it, which was exactly what Xu Ran disliked seeing.

His enemies were too strong; he could withstand them, but the people around him could not.

"But I just like to see you detest it. What can you do to me?"

"Xu Ran, I must say, your talent is truly great, the likes of which I have only seen in my life. With a mortal body, you destroyed my divine one. Under the partial blessing of my divine power and that of the Destruction God, Tang San was not weak, yet you easily defeated him. I originally thought Tang San could kill you, but who knew he would be such a failure," the Rakshasa God said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with endless rage and a faint trace of admiration.

Xu Ran was strong and constantly thwarted him, but his strength was something even the Rakshasa God had to admire.

As the Rakshasa God, how proud he was!

He once even aspired to replace the Evil God and become the new Divine King.

But all his pride was shattered by Xu Ran.

Now, in the Divine Realm he was nothing but a joke; defeated by a Soul Sage in the lower realm who had not been cultivating for long, his divine body destroyed—his glory was no more, leaving only mockery and ridicule.

And all of this was brought upon him by Xu Ran.

"Maybe it's because every one of you in the Rakshasa lineage is such a failure,"

"Failures that still mess with me, without even a bit of discernment," Xu Ran said disdainfully.

"You!" The Rakshasa God's voice was icy cold, but he quickly calmed down.

He snorted coldly.

"Xu Ran, I have to say, you are quite fortunate in romance. Bi Bidong is the Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, the most noble woman in the lower realm. You've actually made such a woman submit to you—I'm somewhat envious,"

"With her figure and face... But now that my body is completely destroyed, otherwise, I would want to enjoy it, too. The taste of Xu Ran's woman, I bet, must be quite unique. If I were still the Rakshasa God, I would certainly make her my enchantress and have her serve me for endless years," the Rakshasa God said, somewhat bitterly. The life Xu Ran was living now was even envied by the gods of the Divine Realm.

"Xu Ran, come and kill me now. If you can, destroy both Bi Bidong and me together. I now have control over her soul, and if you kill me, she will have to die. The best case scenario is her becoming a soulless living dead," the Rakshasa God said. At this moment, Bi Bidong's eyes had turned a blood red, filled with the evil intentions of the Rakshasa.

"Xu Ran, kill me."

"Don't let me become what I dislike."

"I don't want to become so ugly, and I don't want to become unrecognizable to you."

Bi Bidong's voice of terror suddenly came through, the blood red intentions fading somewhat as she tightly grasped Xu Ran's hand.

She had not expected things to turn out like this.

She laughably thought she could inherit the Rakshasa God's legacy before, but now the Rakshasa God was using her to deal with Xu Ran.

She absolutely did not want to see such a scene unfold. When she accepted the inheritance of the Rakshasa God, the Rakshasa Mark was etched into her body, a mark that the Rakshasa God could easily activate to control her thoughts.

The Rakshasa aura within the mark raged, contaminating her spirit with its evil.

If the power within the mark were to be completely controlled, she feared she would become a reincarnated Rakshasa, and at that time, she would not be herself; she would even forget everything, only knowing slaughter. She would forget even Xu Ran.

She didn't want that; she could forget everything, but she couldn't forget Xu Ran, absolutely not.

Now, Xu Ran was all she had left.

It had been with great difficulty that she began to know the feeling of love, and she didn't want to become that.

Moreover, to turn into a Luo Sha, she would definitely become very ugly.

She didn't want Xu Ran to see her hideous appearance; she wanted to always be beautiful in front of Xu Ran.

"Silly Dong'er, what nonsense are you talking about, how could I possibly lay a hand on you?" Xu Ran said, feeling a sudden pain in his heart. This Bi Bidong was worth his fervent love.

He would rather injure himself than let his woman come to any harm.

"But there's no time left. I'm afraid I will not be able to control myself. I'm starting to lose control already," Bi Bidong, crying said, tears streaming down her face, she appeared so fragile in this moment.

She was truly afraid.

But with Xu Ran by her side, she wasn't afraid anymore. If she could die by Xu Ran's sword, she would be willing.

If it weren't for Xu Ran, she'd still be that heartless Pope, foolishly doing things she disliked due to her obsession. Back then, nobody liked her for who she was.

Now, she was fine, she had gained a lot.

"Are you silly? Even if you became a true Luo Sha, I would not lay a hand on you," Xu Ran shook his head. His sword was always pointed at enemies.

"Xu Ran, if I could die by your sword, I would be very happy," Bi Bidong lay in Xu Ran's embrace, her delicate body trembling, she was struggling to suppress the manic Rakshasa God Power within her.

That manic, evil, oppressive aura kept eroding her will.

She could only grit her teeth and persist to barely keep her consciousness clear.

"But I wouldn't be happy, silly girl."

Xu Ran gently said.

His palm softly patted Bi Bidong's jade back, his heart was immensely restless.

It was he who had overlooked it; he hadn't realized that the Rakshasa God could influence Bi Bidong's consciousness through the Rakshasa Mark on her body.

Fortunately, the Rakshasa God only had consciousness left, and even that consciousness was greatly weakened after he had defeated Tang San. Otherwise, the Rakshasa God could have easily turned Bi Bidong into his puppet using the Rakshasa Mark.

This was the power of gods.

Gods naturally held sway over their inheritors.

When the Rakshasa God borrowed some Divine Power, he also had to give up a lot.

"Mhm," two glistening teardrops emerged from Bi Bidong's beautiful eyes. She lay in Xu Ran's embrace, quietly savoring his breath, fearing that in the next moment she would not be able to feel it anymore.

"How deep the love is. Yet, I like to destroy such an atmosphere,"

the evil, oppressive voice echoed again. Bi Bidong's eyes once again turned blood red, and the energy fluctuations in her body became unstable once again.

"Xu Ran, do you not have the heart to kill this tender and beautiful lover in front of you? How sentimental and righteous you are. Even I, the Rakshasa God, admire that,"

"However, while you might not bear to lay a hand on her, I'm very willing to lay a hand on you. I wonder to what extent you can love Bi Bidong."