Yet now, amid the pleasure Bai Qinchen brought her, not a trace of shock flashed through the Nine-Colored Goddess's beautiful eyes;
instead, their intoxicated look only deepened.
As Bai Qinchen launched one merciless, ferocious attack after another, the Nine-Colored Goddess lifted her snow-white, slender
swanlike neck, her body trembling as though struck by electricity.
She did not even struggle with the slightest lucidity, merely instinctively meeting Bai Qinchen's attacks
while nodding emphatically.
Her red lips parted slightly, and several broken words escaped on her orchid-scented breath. "Yes, all right, then
sorry for the trouble, little sisters..."
At that moment, nothing remained in the Nine-Colored Goddess's eyes but an intoxication as deep as an abyss, as vast as the sea.
She seemed utterly unaware that the man Lie Yan had spoken so casually of killing was the husband who had been by her side for countless millennia; or perhaps, in the deepest recesses of her heart, she had already realized it, but before this pleasure, nothing else mattered.
She no longer cared at all. Her once-lofty divine heart now held nothing but
the endless enjoyment of the pleasure Bai Qinchen bestowed upon her.
"Hahahahaha!" Bai Qinchen burst into an utterly delighted laugh. He lowered his head and planted a forceful kiss on that peerlessly beautiful, flushed face as a reward for her loyalty, then laughed. "Did you hear that? Now this is my woman!"
Beside them, Xuanyue covered her lips and chuckled, a hint of amusement in her beautiful eyes. "It seems Sister Nine-Colored
can hardly wait to be with you forever, Qinchen."
Lie Yan straightened and covered her mouth as she giggled, her laughter as clear as silver bells.
"You really are impatient, Sister." She shook her head, a teasing curve lifting her red lips, and said,
"Unfortunately, we can't