Soft Feather was still sprinting inside the Hamster Wheel. Her shadow heart demon slipped straight through the gaps between the wheel's bars and landed on the ground.
Since she was made of shadow, she was pitch-black.
After speaking, Heart-Demon Soft Feather raised her head slightly. Her beautiful eyes swept over the fellow daoists present, and she knelt quietly with a smile.
She was a quiet, beautiful heart demon.
"Oh!" The Blood Dragon Tribe's old chief's eyes immediately lit up.
Now that was the right color. Beautifully black.
Just like that, she instantly met the Black Dragon World's standards of beauty.
What a pity he was already an old man. If he had been a hundred years or so younger, perhaps he would have tried his luck and fought for love?
No, that wasn't quite right either. Although this black young lady met the Black Dragon World's standards of beauty, she still fell a little short of the Blood Dragon Tribe's. For example, she had no beautiful dragon scales. That cost her quite a few points-a real shame.
Moreover, this black young lady was something like a clone, not the original.
Everything in this world had its flaws. Nothing was perfect. Such was life.
Song Shuhang gazed at this elegant heart demon of Soft Feather's. He had so much he wanted to say, but the words stuck in his throat, and he had no idea how to get them out.
How could a heart demon like this possibly exist?
This was far too unscientific... but very Soft Feather.
"She really is a heart demon," Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword confirmed. "I've encountered heart-demon power cultivated by a big shot from the Demon Sect before. Its aura was very similar to that of Soft Feather's current 'heart demon.'"
"She definitely is