Blood Chef, Within the Underground Bedroom.
After a night of fierce struggle.
Bai Feng only felt thoroughly invigorated, his heart cheerful and pleasant.
He slowly sat up and gazed into the void, his eyes clear and serene, reminiscent of ancient sages.
Bai Feng glanced back.
He saw a lovely and adorable ancient-style maiden sprawled out on the Dream Water Bed, her cheeks still flushed, muttering incoherently in her sleep.
"She's truly adorable!"
"Perhaps I should just..."
"Forget it, let my Xing'er rest well."
Bai Feng activated his palm, releasing a Spiritual Thought, and from afar, a beast-skin demon carpet flew over, wrapping the girl's exposed body.
It was at this moment.
Bai Feng realized!
Beside the torn Demon-seal sticker, Xing'er's usual white Imperial Evil Ice Silk had also been ripped into pieces.
"Damn, Hall Master of Youluo, how are you different from a beast!"
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