Inside an elegant pavilion in the Dragon Palace.
Jiang Xiaobai lay on the chair, constantly drawing in cold breaths while watching the sea view.
From this angle, he could see the grand scene within a thousand miles outside the Dragon Palace.
Even beneath the sea, there were sea demons, living and reproducing adjacent to the Dragon Palace.
The scenery was indeed nice.
"Hiss, it hurts, Yan'er, be gentle!" Jiang Xiaobai suddenly howled.
Ao Yan pursed her lips and couldn't help but press down on Jiang Xiaobai's wound on his buttocks.
"Ow!"
"Trying to murder your husband, are you trying to murder your husband?"
Ao Yan sneered, "Who told you to fool around? Clearly, achieving enlightenment is such an important task, yet you had to cause trouble with the Ancestor. Who can you blame for getting beaten up?"
"Just stay here quietly, any more movement and I can't guarantee I'll be gentle."
