"Once I become a Demon God... you... won't be able to escape!"
Jie's appearance had never been in Pu Yanlan's aesthetic taste, but when he looked at her with those eyes, crystal clear like red crystals, the tingling sensation on the back of her hand seemed to electrify up her arm and along her shoulder down to her lower back. Pu Yanlan only felt her waist go weak, almost falling into his embrace. She quickly steadied herself with her hand, calming her mind,
"You..."
Something seems off! This is not right!
She had been with Jie like this many times, and although she had been moved before, never had something as simple as eye contact made her weak in the knees. Something flashed through Pu Yanlan's mind,
"Enchantment!"
She blurted out, and Jie laughed, his chest heaving. The wound there had already healed, and even the blood traces were slowly disappearing. He leaned down to kiss Pu Yanlan's lips,
"So clever!"
This is just a fraction of the power of the Demon God's heart!
