Shen Yanxiao did not want to kill herself, but was forced to...

Satan didn't react for a while.

"Get out of the way, I’m going to throw up!" Shen Yanxiao didn't bother to talk to the devil bastard again. The burning sensation on her tail was getting worse and worse, as if she would burn to ashes at any time.

Satan came back to his senses and unquestionably pressed Shen Yanxiao to his chest. He then raised his other hand and neatly bit the skin on his wrist. Purple blood was diffused into the sea from his wound.