Demon Xiaotong fell silent for a long while. "Forget it... Third Mistress?"
"What the fuck..." Bai Ye immediately flew into a rage. Wasn't she ruining his reputation?
Boom!
He threw a punch straight at Demon Xiaotong's face.
When it came to ruthlessly beating up women, gods were professionals.
Demon Xiaotong showed no fear in the face of that punch. Instead, a wickedly amused smile curled across her lips.
Bang!
Her head exploded on the spot. There was no blood; it was like bursting a bubble.
Headless Xiaotong laughed. "Angry? Heehee, anger counts as a negative emotion too. Congratulations, you're one step closer to the Abyss."
Even without a head, she could still speak. No one knew where her voice was coming from.
After saying that, Headless Xiaotong's figure gradually faded away.
Just before she vanished, smack!
A soft little hand slapped Bai Ye's butt.
Bai Ye was instantly furious. She was absolutely the most vile-natured Xiaotong he had ever seen!
"Third Mistress? You should be sixth, damn it!"
Past Xiaotong, Future Xiaotong, God Xiao Tong, Virtual Xiaotong, Ghost Xiaotong, Demon Xiaotong.
Among the six Xiaotongs, Demon Xiaotong had appeared last, so naturally she ranked sixth.
Bai Ye was so angry that he tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He swore he had to smack her back someday. If he did not avenge this, he swore he would not be a god!!
"Big Sister Fu, get some rest early." Little Tangerine lay obediently in bed and tucked herself beneath her little blanket.
The absentminded Fu Yao slowly came back to herself and forced a smile at Little Tangerine. "You sleep first. I'm not tired."
A flash of grief crossed her eyes as she continued staring blankly into empty space. Before long, Little Tangerine's snores and sleep-talk rose from