"Tian Meng, do we really have to do this?" Huo Yutong pouted, resistance written all over her little face.
"Yutong, I know this is hard, but that's an order!" Tian Meng planted her hands on her hips, her expression brooking no argument.
The Ice Empress turned her little face aside in disgust, adopting a posture that declared, "This empress has absolutely no interest in this."
Yet her amber eyes kept stealing glances their way, and her emerald tail swished back and forth.
"Tian Meng, heaven will strike you down!"
"If heaven lets me choose how I die, then please let Tang Qi... me!"
Huo Yutong was thoroughly thunderstruck. Looking at Tian Meng's lovesick expression, she slowly began to embrace the principle that the happier person should give way.
A spark flashed in the girl's eyes, and a deep-purple Soul Ring slowly rose beneath her feet.
"Second Soul Skill, Simulation!"
Faint ripples of spiritual power spread outward. Space warped slightly, and the girl's figure and features quietly transformed.
In the blink of an eye, someone with a face identical to Tang Qi's but an entirely different air appeared in her place.
Her features lacked his commanding "supreme emperor" daddy energy, instead carrying a hint of the softness of "misty rain south of the river."
"Yo-ho-ho~"
"Yutong, quick, hand your body over!" Tian Meng rubbed her hands together, urging her on impatiently.
Even the Ice Empress showed a flicker of surprise, her tail unconsciously ceasing to sway.
"Heh heh heh."
With a wicked grin, Tian Meng boarded the "Tang Qi."
First, she rubbed her hands together, then reached toward her pectorals with the reverence of a pilgrim and gave them a squeeze.
So soft~
Her expression changed.
Refusing to accept it, she reached for a second spot.
"Aah-!"
"Why am I still