The instant he sprang forward, two breathtaking figures shifted sideways like phantoms, blocking his path in a flash. Cold wreathed one, freezing the air; ice and snow swirled around the other, killing intent drifting about her.
They were the Ice Empress and Snow Empress! Boom!
Scorching Phoenix Flame collided thunderously with the power of ultimate cold, sending distorted steam billowing across the sky. Ma Hongjun's charge was forcibly halted, but he still glared ahead with bloodshot eyes, letting out a beastlike roar.
Bai Qinchen seemed neither to hear nor see the clash over there. He did not spare it so much as a sideways glance.
Utterly ignoring those three gazes that all but threatened to grind his bones to dust and scatter his ashes, he lowered his head, one arm around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, his other hand gently stroking Ning Rongrong's
hair. Breathing in the fragrance of their hair, he smiled down at the three peerless beauties in his arms who had once belonged to others, asking softly, "Whose women are you?"
His voice was quiet, yet like a demonic note piercing the heart, it reached everyone's ears with perfect clarity.
The three women in his arms raised their lovely faces, looking at Bai Qinchen with eyes full of infatuation and obedience. Then they turned together, fixing cold, resolute gazes on the three men over the sea, whose bodies had stiffened as though struck by lightning.
Their crimson lips parted. Three voices, three different tones, converged into a single answer capable of shattering the others' divine souls.
"Do you even need to ask? Of course we're your women!" Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
Memories of ten thousand years together, bonds forged through life and death, all those things they had believed were carved into their marrow and