The Executors and disciples of the Hehuan Sect who accompanied them retreated one after another.
And tactfully drew the curtains around them.
Inside the sleeping chamber with flickering red candles.
Again, there remained only a pair of man and woman, embracing and kissing.
"I'm sorry...Brother Emperor..."
"Xianxian was just forced by circumstances!"
"This concerns the grand plan that Master has been scheming for nearly a hundred years, we cannot afford to fail!"
"As they say, if I do not descend into hell, who will? To feed the tiger with my body, who else but me!"
With tears in her eyes, Lin Qianqian murmured in her heart, yet her red lips cooperated with the handsome demon head in front of her!
Even to the very end.
Her long jade-like legs unconsciously bent slightly, clamping onto the waist of this demon head!
"Tsk, who would have thought, this girl has actually gotten into character."
