"My injuries are not serious. This blade is connected to my bloodline, and after being refined with my essence blood and secret technique, I intend to dominate it and refine it completely. When the time comes, I can naturally pull it out."
Lu Chengfeng, feeling a bit restless, placed his hand on her hip and complained, "Are you doing this on purpose, thinking that it will stop me from enjoying you?"
Zhu Yuxian's face turned beet red, and she scolded with some embarrassment, "Why is your mind always filled with such things? What time is it now, and you're still so shameless and filthy?"
Lu Chengfeng smacked her lightly, squeezed it briefly, and muttered, "Not bad, feels great. Pity, if it weren't for this blade, I would have done you right now."
"After a great battle, one should be ardent and indulge their body and soul."
"Such a pity, such a pity..."
