Gu Jianlin knew that this was not the time to get distracted, but unfortunately, his mind briefly crashed. If not for feeling the overwhelming surge of dragon power, he might not have reacted in time.
He wanted to dodge, but for some reason, couldn't bear to do so.
His heartbeat accelerated, and the flow of his blood quickened as well.
Emotions brewed in his heart, and even his stone-hard heart was inexplicably eroded.
The girl's vermilion lips were soft and sweet, like holding a piece of transparent ice.
This was Tang Ling's other personality, or rather the side inclined towards the Ancient God Clan that dominated her body. Her appearance was both charming and cold, with vermilion eyes that were imposing and arrogant. Her dark red long hair fluttering in the wind added to her defiant nature, especially the pair of horns atop her head, giving her a seductive and demonic allure, more like a witch.
In this state, she was extremely aggressive and possessive.
