With her perception retracted, she could still hear increasingly enchanting voices emanating from the hall, which made her feel a burning and tingling sensation, as if igniting a wicked fire within her.
The delicate body, with its slender waist and broad shoulders akin to a mermaid, couldn't help but tremble, and 'Xiao Yinruo' instinctively clenched her legs, a blush rising on her delicate face.
She couldn't help but glance at her good disciple a few more times. Indeed, after a year he had grown once more, whereas she had always been easy to decipher, wouldn't she then be...
Just thinking about that scene made 'Xiao Yinruo' feel both fearful and desirous, followed by a sense of being speechless.
Clearly, she was the Black Phoenix, the Demon Saint, so why did she just happen to have a body so 'incapable of bearing burdens'?
It was rather unfair.
Sighing softly, she chose to block out all perceptions and stared blankly into the distance.
