Leaving a Message

"Guess."

Meng Qi really wanted to curse, Guess your sister, but he was in the Demoness's hands. For his own sake, his mind still began turning involuntarily, thoughts surging in all directions.

If Demoness Gu wanted to kill him, setting aside the fact that they had yet to leave the Heavenly Court and that the contract still existed, she could have done it easily while standing by earlier. Why risk her life to save him, go to such lengths, and only then make her move?

If she intended to leave a restriction or brand on him, with the Lord of Six Paths Samsara present, it would merely cost her some Merit Points. The Demoness would not waste her effort on something so useless.

In other words, her objective should take effect in a short time?

Before Meng Qi could speak, Gu Xiaosang's dimples appeared faintly. She took out a strange pure white bottle from her Mustard Ring, poured the two azure, profound fruits into her mouth, then leaned closer. A clear, secluded fragrance drifted into Meng Qi's nose, stirring his heart and blood. Her pale lips, touched with a faint flush of red, pressed against Meng Qi's.

Damn it! Meng Qi had never expected this. He wanted to resist and spit out the fruits, but with both his Primordial Spirit and physical body sealed, neither effort achieved anything!

The fruits slowly melted away, vanishing without a trace, as though they had fused with Meng Qi's Primordial Spirit and body. Gu Xiaosang withdrew her tongue, pressed her lips together, and looked at Meng Qi with a smile. "Husband, don't you want to know what these fruits are?"

"What are they?" Meng Qi asked at once without hiding his curiosity.

Gu Xiaosang laughed softly, her voice like an oriole's, her expression seemingly