Though I've managed to pacify Evil Dragon Miss, it's merely the beginning. Soon, Xia Feng realizes that Evil Dragon... truly lives up to her name...
The Abyssal Black Dragon Tail is entwined by circles.
Xia Feng turns his back to the woman on the Divine Throne, leaning against her embrace. In front of him stands the woman with the imperial dress, identical in appearance.
The woman in the imperial dress is controlled by her essence, unable to move, only able to stand before the Divine Throne with wide eyes, staring straight at Xia Feng in a face-to-face encounter...
"Evil Dragon..." Xia Feng's lips twitch as he murmurs softly, her slender arms reaching from behind him, embracing his waist, a slightly annoyed whisper resonates by his ear, "I told you, do not call me that."
"I am not an Evil Dragon!"
Listening to the irritated proclamation, Xia Feng's dark eyes gradually lose their shine, his neck leaning back.
*
Who knows how much time has passed,
