A Slap Each, Lust Tempered Heart Fire!

The Divine Sense of Lust and Bibi Dong had only just reached a tacit understanding in secret, joining hands to plot against Lin Xiao.

But in the blink of an eye, the two turned on each other and started fighting.

Lin Xiao said slowly, "You two both seem pretty good at talking."

"How about this?"

"Fight. Win first, then talk."

Bibi Dong and the Divine Sense of Lust both froze slightly, somewhat unable to grasp Lin Xiao's thoughts. But seeing his expressionless face, they could not read what he was thinking at all.

In the end, it was still the Divine Sense of Lust who caught Bibi Dong off guard and launched a killing move at her.

"Color Dance Heavenly Demon!"

The Divine Sense of Lust sneered, "You cheap maid pretending to be pure and aloof! You think I can't see what you're thinking? A cheap beast like you—I can see your true colors with one glance. You're just a lonely, desperate whore, so what are you pretending for?"

"I haven't even exerted myself yet, and you've already fallen into being a cheap beast with nothing but lust in your head! This is Rakshasa's successor? Tsk, what kind of taste does Rakshasa have, choosing a lowly beast like you!"

Every sentence from the Divine Sense of Lust ended with "cheap beast."

After Bibi Dong heard it, she only felt her mind short-circuit with a boom. A surge of furious blood rushed backward, and every thought in her head vanished, leaving only one goal.

Kill this wretch, the Divine Sense of Lust!

Bibi Dong and the Divine Sense of Lust clashed, and neither held back in the slightest. Every move was lethal, while Lin Xiao watched from the sidelines from beginning to end.

After being weakened several times by Lin Xiao,