Lian Xing reminded without hesitation.
"Hmph! Do you think you're qualified to have me, Yao Yue, to be your concubine? You're simply dreaming!"
Yao Yue sneered disdainfully. "Either scram or fight."
"Well said! You three-eyed monster! Fight in the valley if you dare!"
"I'm prepared to die on the battlefield. I'll die proudly even if I'm going to!"
Many cultivators in the valley shouted.
"Hmph! Do you think I can't do anything to you? A mere array can't stop me. Yao Yue, when the time comes, I'll make you beg me to pamper you!"
Tong Twelve said with a cold smile, "I wonder if you feel your body is starting to heat up, and some illusions are starting to appear in your mind."
"Did you poison me?" Yao Yue was shocked and furious.
Lian Xing's expression changed drastically. She had also felt it. She didn't know when, but there was a trace of heat in her body. A faint thought was growing in her mind.
