Power of the Chaos Demonic Arrow

When Lin Langtian opened his eyes again, the antique Bamboo House came into view. He lay on the bed, with a lingering trace of dizziness still in his mind.

Lin Langtian lightly shook his head, then sat up. Smelling the lingering scent in the air, fragments of the battle from earlier surfaced in his mind.

Although he had fallen unconscious, the sensation of every cell in his body seeming to cheer with joy was impossible to erase.

"You're awake?"

A soft voice came from ahead. Lin Langtian raised his head and saw Ling Qingzhu standing not far away, her clear eyes quietly watching him.

At some point, a thin veil had covered her cheeks. Beneath her white dress, her slender and exquisite body displayed nearly perfect curves.

The three thousand strands of black hair that had originally been tied up were now spread loose, falling like a waterfall to her firm, rounded hips. For some reason, she now carried a lazy charm.

That charm made even Lin Langtian's newly awakened heart skip a beat.

Sage mode seemed to have no effect on him right now.

"You seem to have changed a little," Lin Langtian said with a smile as he looked at Ling Qingzhu.

"What has changed?" Ling Qingzhu walked over and gently crouched before Lin Langtian. A faint smile surfaced in her usually cold eyes.

"You've become prettier, and you've become... more womanly," Lin Langtian said with a smile.

As he looked at Ling Qingzhu, the corners of his lips curved slightly upward. She rarely took the initiative to make such intimate gestures, even when the other person was him.

Sure enough, after another deep exchange of feelings, their relationship had grown much closer.

For some reason, Ling Qingzhu now possessed a breathtaking beauty. It was not merely the