Zhu Zhengwei raised his head and looked at this over-three-meter-tall Octopus Beauty.
This height was still because she practiced some special cultivation skills, using the elastic muscles of an octopus to compress muscle density. Though she looked soft and hydrating now, in reality, her muscles were as hard as Greek statues, impervious to knives and spears.
She practically had two forms, able to be soft and hard.
And presently, how to escape?
It's a big problem.
It could be said that Zhu Zhengwei was already very unsettled inside.
To ordinary strong men, there's nothing more than questioning the gods above, pursuing immortality, desiring power and authority, yet this one in front is coveting my body.
That's very frightening.
As for using force? That would be an even more foolish act.
Gods must show benevolence.
