She placed the Moonlight Cup on the rooftop, instructing Tu Jin to watch over it, while she herself entered the God Demon Prison.
Even with his eyes closed, Changtian's face slightly lifted in a proud manner. With the aid of the turtle pearl and the Moonlight Cup, and nourished by the Emperor's Fluid, his complexion improved significantly. Originally, his lips and complexion were too pale, albeit strikingly handsome, giving a sense of frailty after a prolonged gaze.
However, at this moment, Changtian's skin was like jade, his lips gradually reddening, and his black hair neatly tied at the back of his head, he looked akin to an exiled immortal. As Divine Power filled him, the divine light in his eyes faded instead, and Ning Xiaoxian felt as if she were gazing upon the calm yet supremely majestic endless green waves of the sea.
This man, truly one could never tire of looking at him. Lately, she found herself secretly staring at him, lost in thought, for longer and longer periods.
