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"You're not telling me you couldn't beat her, so you seduced her by offering your charms, and then turned the tide on her in bed when she was... uh...!!"
Xue Jing's mouth twitched, and he directly used the Shadow Flame to manifest a palm and slapped her on the head with a crisp smack.
"What are you thinking, that's so low."
Xue Jing said helplessly.
Xue Wan clutched her slapped head and looked at the Shadow Flame hand floating beside her, blinking.
"What is this?"
Xue Jing crossed his arms and placed them under his chin, "Sis, let's lay the cards on the table."
"I am a Blessed One too!"
Xue Wan's eyes widened, "You too...?"
"How could this be..."
She murmured to herself.
Being a Blessed One is a very dangerous profession; one must live in constant fear of contamination and transformation, never knowing when they will lose themselves and turn into a monster.
