"Brother Lin, you're awake?"
A gentle voice drifted to his ear.
Lin Fan opened his heavy eyelids. A delicate young girl came into view.
Her eyes shimmered, her skin was smooth enough to break with a puff, her waist slender enough to encircle with one hand, her jade-like legs straight and long. A faint fragrance wafted from her body.
The instant he saw her face, Lin Fan froze, unable to recover for a long while.
Zhou Wanqing!
The first young girl who had followed him back at the Blood Demon Sect in the Wei-Jin Borderlands.
How was she still alive?
Hadn't he been swallowed by those black runes? Where exactly was he now?
Seeing Lin Fan's vacant gaze, the girl stretched out her slender hand and waved it vigorously before him. "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"
"Is something troubling you?"
Lin Fan looked at her and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Where is this?"
"Of course, it's the Blood Demon Sect."
"Brother Lin, how did you become like this after one night's sleep?"
"Are you blaming me for not serving you well last night?"
"Don't be impatient. My monthly bleeding will be over in two days, and then I'll make it up to you properly, Brother Lin."
Her pretty face flushed red as she spoke softly.
Lin Fan remained silent. Looking at the girl's obedient and lovable appearance, he merely let out a sigh.
A hand shot out like lightning and clamped around the girl's fair jade neck.
The girl's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at Lin Fan in disbelief.
Crack!
Her neck twisted to one side. Soon, she collapsed to the ground, becoming a cold corpse.
Yet, to Lin Fan's surprise, the surrounding void remained calm. Nothing changed at all.
"Useless? This isn't an illusion? Impossible."
He shook