Song Yan said, "We need to hold on for at least a month."
Demon Mother Su Yao replied, "Why should I hold on?
I feel you're doomed, Song Lang.
Rather than letting the Demon Ancestor benefit, why don't we merge together?"
She looked at Song Yan passionately, hugging him tenderly, then stretched her white neck, leaning on his shoulder, whispering softly, "Instead of benefiting others, why not benefit me? After all, we are lovers, just short of marriage, I'm already your little wife."
Song Yan said, "Can you get out by possessing my body?"
With that sentence, Demon Mother Su Yao fell silent.
The Insect Queen, Elephant Emperor, their power was too formidable; if her original body descended, it wouldn't be a problem, but now... Whether it's in this little wife's body or Song Yan's body, they are doomed to perish here, and their millennium-long plan is destined to be all for naught, like a mirage.
