"Sinking?"
Dugu Luoxue let out a sigh, waving her hand as she exited the Daoist School.
...
Inside the cave dwelling.
The woman opened her eyes.
Jiang Shouzhong was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone wall, eyes closed, sensing the essence of his fist technique.
Dugu Luoxue stood up, yet her beautiful brows slightly furrowed.
She clearly felt a heat rising beneath her skirt...
The woman stood frozen in place.
What is this...
She had thought that only the Daoist School had been tainted, but now even her own body...
Dugu Luoxue's face flushed, her clear apricot eyes full of panic and helplessness, and from the bottom of her heart, fear overflowed.
At this moment, she felt herself like a small boat adrift in terrifying waves.
It felt like an invisible hand was about to drag her down into the abyss of the sea.
Had she actually developed feelings?
How ridiculous, how ironic this scene was.
