Before she knew it, Luo Ping'er had not even realized when the image of that peerless demon god had been planted in her mind.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It's terrifying." Uneasy beneath the killing intent filling Lu Xiaotian's gaze, Luo Ping'er patted the space before her and said coquettishly.
Amid slaughter, that killing intent had been nearly impossible to control. Only after his opponent had been completely killed did Lu Xiaotian feel somewhat better. The killing intent within him had already been worn down considerably some time ago, and Lu Xiaotian tried hard to calm himself. Yet Luo Ping'er unexpectedly began to stir up trouble.
"Hee hee, your eyes look like you want to eat someone. Don't tell me you really want to eat me?" Seeing the killing intent in Lu Xiaotian's eyes shift, gradually taking on that same aggressive, sinister air as before, Luo Ping'er let out a long sigh of relief. She had seen plenty of wolf-like gazes like this. Though the other party clearly harbored improper thoughts, at least the killing intent had finally subsided.
But Luo Ping'er soon discovered that she was playing with fire—and that fire had already blazed into an inferno.
A figure flashed, and a wild aura closed in. Before Luo Ping'er could react, a large piece of her dress tore away with a rip.
Luo Ping'er cried out in alarm...
Beneath blue skies and white clouds, atop a reef no more than a few dozen feet across, Lu Xiaotian stared blankly at the azure sky, washed clean as if newly rinsed. Even he had never expected something so dramatic to happen. In a state of lost control, he had forced himself upon Luo Ping'er. The entire process had been chaotic, and even as Lu Xiaotian recalled it now,