Bai Qinchen looked at An Qi's maximally stuffed appearance and laughed aloud, his voice full of cruel mockery. "How is it? Do you feel it? Is it much bigger than that useless husband of yours? How can a beansprout like him give you such an ultimate bestowal?"
Chapter 889: The Next Time Won't Be This Simple
At this time An Qi had long since plunged into a state of overload, all her language organization ability collapsing under this sense of fullness.
She slumped softly on the floor, her dark hair tangled and plastered across her face, instinctively spilling out her most true thoughts as she shouted, "Big, I can't take it, it's too big."
Feeling the violent contractions deep within the Water-Curtain Cave caused by fear and shamed anger, Bai Qinchen found that layer upon layer, the tight-to-the-extreme enveloping sensation made it almost difficult for himself to maintain self-control. He drew in a fierce breath, his expression turning near-ferocious as he let out a sigh of extreme comfort.
"Tch, truly a supreme masterpiece, so tight!"
As he spoke, paying no heed to An Qi's fragile state where she looked ready to pass out at any moment, he continued the Adventure Exploration.
Through an eye-piercing grating, Zi in the cell watched his wife's back being subjected to the Adventure Exploration, listening to the murmurs pouring from her mouth that shattered his soul and broke his heart, and like a madman he smashed his shattered head against the ground, blood splattering the pillars of the Divine Hall.
"You beast, An Qi... don't say it!" Zi's hoarse roar had already become a meaningless whimper.
The husband's heart-rending roar ruthlessly pierced into An Qi's heart, also causing her already stretched-to-the-limit body to produce even more violent contractions due to this sharp pain and terror.