The longer he spent inside the ruins, the more a wicked fire rose within him.
The top 0 flame on the heavenly flame ranking-the wicked fire in his lower belly!
With the appearance of this wicked fire, Xiao Yan's previously drooping head immediately stood tall and proud, swelling alarmingly.
"Cousin!" He could not help turning his gaze toward Yao Ling beside him, his breathing somewhat ragged. Already extraordinarily beautiful, Yao Ling now seemed to radiate dazzling allure in his eyes.
"What are you trying to do?" Seeing Xiao Yan like this, Yao Ling knitted her lovely brows and snorted coldly.
Yet a moment later, the same flame rose within her.
For an instant, Yao Ling's eyes grew hazy, and an intoxicating flush spread across her previously ice-cold face.
That aloof expression tinged with desire made Xiao Yan's head swell even more.
Feeling the wisps of wicked fire rising within her, Yao Ling suddenly bit down hard on the tip of her tongue. Clarity flooded her mind. She glanced at Xiao Yan, whose hand was reaching toward her, and snorted coldly.
"Come any closer, and I'll chop off your paw." At her words, Xiao Yan abruptly pulled his outstretched hand back, and his hazy gaze cleared at once.
"The curse in these ruins really is powerful." Xiao Yan sighed, having failed to take advantage.
"Heh." Yao Ling sneered and said quietly, "Of all the Saint Son-level geniuses I've met, you might not be the strongest, but you certainly have the thickest skin."
"Hehe, you flatter me, Cousin." Xiao Yan's words made even Yao Ling roll her eyes.
After a moment's consideration, however, she still took two Clear Spirit Pills from her Storage Ring and handed one to Xiao Yan.
"The strange aura in these ruins targets the soul. As long as