The second attempt to seal the Curse Seal did not go smoothly. Pei Yuhang could clearly feel that the Curse Seal's resistance to the Golden Sun Seal was several times stronger than the first time.
'Don't tell me this Curse Seal has adaptive growth properties?!' he lamented inwardly.
'Damn it. Who on earth is the person who planted such a vicious curse on Yueqiu? I've never seen such a method before!'
Pei Yuhang silently increased the output of his Pure Yang True Qi and began a prolonged struggle with the Curse Seal, attempting to suppress it once more.
At this moment, Pei Yuhang's posture as he suppressed the Curse Seal for Qing Yueqiu was somewhat improper.
Qing Yueqiu lay prone on the bed, her legs, clad in creamy-white silk stockings, stretched out straight. The exquisite curves from her upper body to the tips of her toes were clearly visible.
