Viss....
Ke Yanqing suddenly felt a bit regretful, she shouldn't have become so ill, but the man behind had already picked her up.
Looking at herself in the mirror, and the shadowy half of the masked man beside her dripping hair, her expression subtly changed and Yanli's sickly eyes suddenly became calm and cold.
Her long legs landed on the ground, and she pushed the man behind away with a soft, gentle voice: "The time has come, I should go find the Abyss Saint for a transaction. Also, Viss is coming, don't worry, he won't harm you again, but Little Nan, don't blame him okay...."
Xia Feng stepped back two steps, seeing her stumbling and kneeling on the ground trembling again, deliberately nodded innocently, his voice sweet, "I listen to you, Sister Qing."
Ke Yanqing: "....."
After her psychological emotions and physical desires were gratified greatly, Ke Yanqing returned to sanity, thus she couldn't stand this feeling of sin.
