A hazy pink glow formed a halo.
A dainty, curvaceous silhouette came gracefully through it, her full hips drawing a tempting arc, her delicate oval face wearing the most bewitching, moving expression.
Between her brows was a mark like a three-edged snowflake, and her eyes were filled entirely with Wang Yu's reflection.
She was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur coat that seemed to have been transformed from pelage.
It revealed large expanses of snow-white skin, as well as those bottomless, perfectly rounded hemispheres that, seen head-on, formed a ridge and, from the side, became peaks. Qingyi's faint fragrance came with her.
Snow Jade walked to Wang Yu's side and looped one arm around his neck.
She leaned half her body against him.
Her eyes were dazed, and her breath was orchid-sweet.
"Master~ Yu Niang came to find you to cultivate the Human Desire Art."
With a wave of Wang Yu's hand, the two's escaping lights merged into one and swiftly left this "crime scene." The three priests of the Nether Mountain Sect did not dare delay any longer either, and all fled one after another.
This incident had happened far too suddenly. These few people were merely the persons in charge of nearby war zones; they had discovered the aura of a heavenly tribulation and come over for a look, that was all.
Moreover, the two sides had already maintained continuous warfare for more than twenty years, and they basically had a clear grasp of the number and approximate positions of the strong. Who would have known someone would borrow the Spirit Vein here to break through?
Wang Yu had suddenly appeared and slain Tang Yang and the old cultivator.
It had been purely an accident, but it also declared that the situation would begin to change. The Azure