"Ugh... hot..."
Qiu Yinger felt delirious and dizzy, murmuring incessantly. The Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill took effect, making her entire body burningly hot. Her green dress was soaked with sweat, clinging to her smooth skin, and the stickiness made her body twist involuntarily.
"Senior Sister Qiu, relax..."
Wen Zhixing spoke with a smile, while his other large hand choked Qiu Yinger's slender neck. His fingers slowly exerted force. Soon, Qiu Yinger found it hard to breathe.
"Ugh..." Her eyes widened as the choking sensation made her instinctively struggle and tremble.
Wen Zhixing's expression remained calm. Now, with a little force, he could end Qiu Yinger's life. The next moment, Wen Zhixing relaxed his grip, allowing her to catch her breath.
Qiu Yinger couldn't die yet. At least not at this moment. He couldn't seek momentary satisfaction; once he successfully escaped the Wonderous Palace, that would be the time for Qiu Yinger's demise.
Just then, panel prompts popped up.
