"You--!"
But while she pondered, she felt the believer's large hand gripping the tip of her tail release-- and then clench tightly again!
As it pulled upward, her trembling narrow pupils became even more unsteady, and an inexplicable urge to weep threatened to escape from her tightly clenched teeth.
Fortunately, she held it back, her mind calmly mocking, "Xia Feng, didn't you say I wasn't your Lord? So what are you doing now?"
"Being so intimate with me, are you going to betray your Lord who is lonely and imprisoned in the sealed ground?"
"..." Xia Feng's blasphemous actions halted, and the hand pulling her dragon tail subconsciously loosened.
"Everything blasphemous you've done to me, I will completely transmit to the main body, so she can see clearly that this so-called loyal believer is nothing more than this."
"?!"
Xia Feng couldn't hold it together, not like this, can she really?!
