Xia Feng frowned, held his chin up, and didn't resist, controlling the flow of Dragon Spirit Blood to let this fox absorb.
Time slowly passed.
Jiang Qiue's face was buried as she sipped gently, her expression indifferent, seemingly not in a hurry, while Xia Feng's breathing gradually intensified.
The swarm's will began to stir again, making him crave to sip Jiang Qiue's honey.
Every time Jiang Qiue helped him shape a body and raised him, she would plant the poison of desire in him.
Xia Feng had warned her not to plant this poison, but unfortunately, the Burned Fox simply wouldn't listen.
When Xia Feng was resurrected from the Evil River, he was too newly reborn to stop her.
He was forced to be poisoned every time.
Although he hadn't felt much in the past few days, once he approached Jiang Qiue, that sense of craving struck once more.
Yet this time, it seemed far more intense than usual.
