The first to be favored by Fang Meiyun was Wang Yunhe. He had even taken off his own dharma robe, like peeled lobster meat. Naturally, Fang Meiyun ate him first.
"No, Senior, please spare me. As long as you let me go, I'll serve you like an ox or a horse."
By now, Wang Yunhe had lost all courage. His eyes were filled with terror as he looked at Fang Meiyun.
Harvesting supplements and being harvested as a supplement were not the same thing!
"A Le, hurry and say, 'Mistress, please get on top.'"
Fang Meiyun stared at Wang Yunhe's face. Due to the illusion technique, his face had now become Xiao Xiaole's.
Wanwan was like A Le.
Only this way would Fang Meiyun not feel that she had betrayed A Le. She had merely found another way to be with him.
"Princess, please get on top."
Trembling, Wang Yunhe spoke those five words.
"Oh my, you're the one who asked me to get on top!"
Fang Meiyun immediately put on a bashful expression.
Wang Yunhe, lying on the ground, went from screaming miserably to weeping and begging, and finally fell silent, tears streaming from his eyes as he developed a wish to die.
After two hours had passed.
Wang Yunhe lay on the ground like an old man with one foot in the grave, utterly despondent and muttering something under his breath.
Without even taking a moment to mourn Wang Yunhe.
The next was Huang Zihang.
After a full three days and three nights of feeding.
Fang Meiyun licked her lips in satisfaction.
This cultivation session had finally allowed her to break through to the peak of the Integration Realm.
"I am satisfied. But there is no point in letting you live any longer. I shall be merciful and