In the Ghost City, the power of the stars flickered, with yin energy intermingling, and within the spiritual barrier that shielded the surroundings, black feathers seemed to flutter, concealing the faint whispers within.
When Pei Wanyu's commanding tone reached his ears, Lu Jin'an not only failed to react, but without even a clear look, he stumbled right into her embrace.
Her Ru skirt, like a cloud of mist with its oblique collar half-open, revealed the waves hidden behind the haze, spreading out like a painting, capturing the heart and imagination.
Above the Sky Dome, the star power of the Dongming Star shone brilliantly down. Under its radiance, Lu Jin'an felt a red bead slide off his nose, rendering him somewhat bewildered and unable to maintain his sanity.
Since Master wanted to give, he dared to take.
