"Ah!"
Han Yuxue moaned softly, clamping her legs together, her hips retreating, not letting Wu Song attack on both fronts.
Too strong, she can't quite handle it.
"Brother, have mercy on your sister, she can't take it anymore." Although Han Yuxue had regained her strength, Wu Song was simply too powerful. The recent bout of intense output had left Han Yuxue unable to withstand.
Wu Song teased, "Really? Weren't you just saying you weren't satisfied? Didn't you want more?"
Saying this, Wu Song thrust deeply with the spear, pushing into the depths of Han Yuxue's cherry.
Han Yuxue instantly shivered, feeling as if her soul was being pushed out.
"Ah, no, don't! Good brother, stop! Sister is going to die!" Han Yuxue screamed softly, and then frantically activated the True Qi to nourish the cherry and maintain its flow of energy.
Wu Song could also feel Han Yuxue's cherry trembling, the force wrapping it around loosening significantly, showing signs of imminent collapse.
