The night was deep and quiet. The water dragon and fire phoenix, transformed from the Heavenly River Sword and the Colorful Butterfly Sword, were still entwined. The dragon's roar and the phoenix's cry echoed continuously, presenting a harmonious picture of water and fire intertwined.
"Qing, when do you plan to marry me? Give me a clear answer soon?!"
Hong Yuan's heart sank when he heard the coquettish words of the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, but there was no sign of resistance on his face. He smiled, his eyes squinting, gently pressed his forehead against the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's smooth forehead, rubbed it a little, and said earnestly, "I also want to start a family with you soon, but we both carry heavy responsibilities right now. We must cultivate Menghuang and help her compete for The Destiny of Great Dreams."
