"Bodies joining together... Xia Yi, you... you... you and Her Holiness Holy Spirit..."
Mu Xi's red lips formed an O, her expression filled with shock and disbelief.
That was Ya Li.
The holy Ya Li.
Xia Yi had actually dragged her down into the mortal world.
The thought that the sacred, untouchable Holy Spirit Douluo had been ravaged by Xia Yi just like them...
Mu Xi felt as if her entire worldview had collapsed.
In that instant, Ya Li's holy image in Mu Xi's heart shattered into pieces.
"Making a fuss over nothing. Tch, Holy Spirit Douluo? You didn't see the way she forced herself on Xia Yi. She was as wanton as could be. Now she's pulled up her pants and refuses to acknowledge him, then goes right back to pretending she's holy. Hmph! She's the thirstiest one of all. I'd like to see how long she can hold out." Looking at Mu Xi like that, Leng Yulai gave a disdainful cold snort.
With the way Ya Li had been on Devil Island, why did everyone think she was holy?
"Forced herself on him!" Mu Xi was dumbstruck, her gaze fixed tightly on Xia Yi. Good grief—so Xia Yi was the victim here?
But was that really something Ya Li could do?
"Shut up. No one will think you're mute if you don't talk." Xia Yi glared at Leng Yulai, then turned to Mu Xi and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense. That was just an accident."
"An accident? Haha, brother-in-law, you didn't agree to Yuanen Yehui and Ye Xinglan—could it be that you're waiting for Ya Li to come to you on her own, then taking the chance to threaten her? Brother-in-law, you've changed. You've actually learned to take advantage of someone in trouble. Haha, want me to