The Dragon's Cry
Chapter 627

Little morning matters

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Before they knew it, the east had turned the pale white of a fish's belly.

A faint, warm fragrance lingered in the room, but the playful tussling had quietly stopped.

Xie Jinhuan leaned against the pillow. As he settled into his postcoital state of sagehood, he quietly considered the problem with Sister Guo's body. Sister Guo had entered the Origin of Heaven and Earth in her early years, and her physique had unexpectedly become linked to the Vermilion Bird Mausoleum. After her nirvanic rebirth, she had been assimilated by Heaven and Earth. Although she was currently little different from an ordinary person, differences could still be noticed in the details.

First, she could not refine qi. Neither her explosive power nor her endurance could compare to her peak. Second, her body was scorching hot!

That heat was hard to describe precisely. In any case, he felt as though he were wrapped up by the Fire Goddess herself. On top of that, as a peak Martial Artist, Sister Guo had supple, powerful limbs, and the pressure was so intense that he could not keep a handle on things at all...

Xie Jinhuan's Daoist cultivation was high enough that he recovered quickly. He was hardly reduced to needing the wall's support to leave, and even found it rather addictive. But if this problem were ignored for too long, Sister Guo might truly become the Fire Goddess in another century or so.

Since he did not currently understand much about the Origin of Heaven and Earth, Xie Jinhuan pondered briefly, then looked at A Piao.

"Is there any way to sever Sister Guo's connection to this world?"

The bed curtains were still lowered, and props such as a blindfold and little bells lay beside the pillow. Yuehua, however, who had come over in

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