"Your wives..."
"So ~ moist!"
With the final two words slipping out of Zhou Chen's mouth, Lie Huo's hair turned green with rage, his face an angry shade of green, lips trembling, utterly infuriated.
"You're courting death!"
Today, he was utterly humiliated.
Meanwhile, the others in Flame Dragon Valley looked on with peculiar expressions, their gazes alternating between Zhou Chen and Lie Huo.
They had long heard the rumors about Long Feikong and Lie Huo's thirty-six concubines.
Now, it seemed there was truth to those rumors.
But what special skills did this Ding Xiu, who disguised as Long Feikong, possess to not only infiltrate Flame Dragon Valley unnoticed but also win over Lie Huo's thirty-six concubines?
"Eight Desolates Flame Dragon Array, rise!"
As Lie Huo's furious roar echoed, the heavens and earth of Flame Dragon Valley shook, myriad phenomena unfolded, dragon roars and tiger growls unending, with flames shooting skyward.
