Emerald waves stretched for thousands of miles, an endless expanse.
In the clear, cold depths of the pool,
Huang Fuling's brows were slightly furrowed as she was washing up, simultaneously retying her unraveled braids.
At this moment, her face flushed with a rosy hue, her beautiful eyes brimming with happiness and joy.
At last...
She had wholly devoted herself to the Demon Lord, from that moment on, she was his.
No barriers remained, they were now completely one.
To her, this was the happiest thing; she would be willing to die right now.
After all...
She had tasted something that her master had never experienced... the flavor of love, so intoxicating, unforgettable.
On the shore, Fang Yang's eyebrows were also slightly furrowed.
Just now, he had used the great might of the Celestial Dragon technique to thoroughly subdue that enchantress, expecting the Demon Body to fade quickly, the blue veins on his body no longer bulging.
However, what puzzled him was...
