"So, most men under heaven are faithless, especially the silver-tongued ones."
She shot Chaoyang a glance and laughed heartily. "Go on, and forget this place. Hahaha!"
Before Feng Moxi could react, her vision went black.
Her body was lifted into the air and dropped into that pitch-black hole.
She and Chaoyang spun endlessly as they fell.
'I still have so many unanswered questions...'
What Feng Moxi wanted to know most was the identities of the other two Demon Gods.
Clearly, the "husband" she'd mentioned was one of them, and there was another she wasn't even willing to bring up.
'He must be even more vicious.'
Chaoyang held Feng Moxi securely in his arms, and the only thing they could perceive was the wind whistling past their ears.
Their descent didn't slow in the slightest, and the scorching presence from the Fire Hall had vanished the moment they entered the black hole.
"Don't tell me we're falling into some unknown, underground river?"
