Su Mo looked at the breathtakingly beautiful face so close before him, and ripples stirred in his heart.
Those familiar feelings from scene after scene in the past rose in his heart once more.
Whenever Su Mo was heartbroken, Great Calamity would always act like this, drawing his thoughts away and letting him temporarily forget the pain in his heart.
She understood Su Mo all too well, as though he truly were her younger brother.
Great Calamity looked at Su Mo, and Su Mo looked at Great Calamity...
Only dim candlelight flickered in the vast Sleeping Hall. The faint glow held a trace of warmth, nourishing Su Mo's heart.
"Thank you..." Su Mo said softly to Great Calamity.
Looking at Su Mo's despondent expression, Great Calamity sighed softly and reached out with both arms to gather him into her embrace.
Nestled in Great Calamity's soft embrace, Su Mo closed his eyes.
Her delicate fragrance was warm and gentle, nourishing Su Mo's Divine Soul, which had nearly collapsed. It gave him an incomparable sense of peace, though within that peace lay a faint, sensuous strangeness.
The two fell silent amid this tenderness, and the candle beside them burned out, its flame dying away.
The Sleeping Hall sank into complete darkness.
Su Mo lay in Great Calamity's soft embrace, feeling the magnificent curves of her body, warm as jade and exquisitely soft, and breathing in the wisps of alluring fragrance drifting from her. Gradually, he became intoxicated.
Sensing the change in Su Mo, Great Calamity suddenly laughed. "Wasn't I just dry bones in the mortal world?"
Her slender, soft hand reached downward as she smiled with a teasing, seductive expression.
"What's this?"
Su Mo's expression stiffened. Then he tried to break free of Great Calamity's hand, only for her to hold him