Concubine Yunxia shyly protected her chest with both hands.
Blocking Jiang Fan’s gaze that was so intense it felt like it would melt her.
“Jiang Fan… I’m scared…”
At the last moment, she became slightly more sober.
Jiang Fan roughly removed her hands.
With a strong pull, he tore away the final bustier.
The two faced each other in the most candid way.
With Jiang Fan’s eyes burning to the extreme.
An irrepressible desire drove him to embrace Concubine Yunxia’s tender body.
He forcefully plunged in.
Concubine Yunxia’s charming eyes widened.
A long, tender cry escaped her lips:
“Jiang Lang~~”
Her hands tightly grasped Jiang Fan’s arms.
Nervous fingers left bloody marks on his arms.
Clouds were silent.
Waves rolled.
Fish curiously watched above the sea.
Two snow-white blurry shadows entangled with each other, undulating rhythmically like waves.
On the distant battlefield.
The Sky Demon Emperor felt a sudden pain in his chest.
Something went wrong!
It was something extremely bad!
He struck away the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master with a palm, and said anxiously, “Yun Tianzhou!”
“I don’t care about Jiang Fan anymore!”
“Stop bothering me!”
As a member of the Demon Race, he was naturally very sensitive to the perception of all things.
Certain major events would cause them to have a subtle feeling in the mind.
And the chest pain, this kind of feeling, was no longer subtle.
It was sounding an alarm!
So, he couldn’t care about Jiang Fan anymore.
He had to go back and take a look!
Yun Tianzhou pondered for a moment but still activated Thunder Light.
“Sorry, I can’t let you go!”
The same words again.
The more anxious the Demon Emperor was, the safer Jiang Fan would be.
Holding up the Demon Emperor could buy Jiang Fan more space.
“Yun Tianzhou!”
The Sky Demon Emperor was furious and launched a frenzied counterattack, trying to drive Yun Tianzhou back.
But Yun Tianzhou, who could lead the Human Clan, was not a character like Xuanyang who could be easily suppressed by him.
The two fought fiercely, and for a while, it was hard to tell who would win.
After a two-hour period.
The wind stopped.
The waves were calm.
A soft bed made of nine snow-white fox tails quietly floated on the sea.
On Concubine Yunxia’s snow-white flawless skin, a few marks remained.
Some were red kiss marks, some were bruises from collisions, and others were shallow palm marks from slaps.
Jiang Fan sat there dazed, his eyes unfocused.
He couldn’t believe what he had done to Concubine Yunxia.
And did it so wildly.