So he held his wound, panting heavily, yet still smiling as he said, "Cutting off my head would be so meaningless."
"I say, Your Highness Yaksha, you could take out my heart and make a specimen. Stand it up in your bedroom."
"That way, when you miss me, you can take a look. And when you want to use it, you can use it."
"0:19"
Qiu Tu's more grotesque words actually made Yaksha's eyes light up.
Her small right hand formed a fist and gently tapped her left hand, revealing a hint of understanding on her face, "Makes sense!"
"Then I don't need to make you into a specimen."
"I can directly turn you into a living Cataclysmic treasure."
"That way, no matter what I want to do to you, I can do it!"
"0:11"
After she finished, the evil little Loli, with eyes glowing, looked at Qiu Tu, then spoke to the void, "Zhao Ji, my patience is limited."
"Now, I've taken a fancy to this man. If you don't come out, I'm taking him."
"0:09"
