"Yang Tian!"
Hua Wuqing hurried out.
From a distance, she saw four maidens carrying Yang Tian towards her.
Yang Tian was stripped bare.
His body was covered in sweat and so unknown liquid, having fulfilled the desires of all the maidens in the Butterfly Palace over three days and nights, he was already utterly exhausted.
At this mont, his face was pale and bloodless.
If his soul hadn’t been imprinted by Hua Wuqing’s Soul Mark, he could have turned the situation around.
Then, he could have seized the chance to absorb the aura from the maidens.
But his soul was controlled by Hua Wuqing.
He couldn’t attack those in the Butterfly Palace.
After all, the mark imprinted by Hua Wuqing deep in his soul bore the aura of the Butterfly Demon Race, firmly sealing his Spirit Breath Wave.
"Palace Master!"
The four maidens quickly saluted upon seeing Hua Wuqing.
Their faces were full of contentnt.
After all, Yang Tian was the strongest existence in the Human Realm, and Hua Wuqing’s consort.
But to punish Yang Tian, Hua Wuqing allowed them to enjoy Yang Tian.
This sense of achievent was very strong.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Hua Wuqing flew up and slapped the faces of the four maidens heavily.
The four maidens quickly knelt to the ground: "rcy, Palace Master!"
"Get out imdiately!"
Hua Wuqing trembled with anger.
Yang Tian was the man she loved, yet now, Yang Tian lay on the ground, exhausted and pale, his breathing very weak.
This caused a pain in Hua Wuqing’s heart.
The four maidens cast a puzzled glance at Hua Wuqing but obediently retreated.
After moving away, they exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but say, "What’s going on with the Palace Master? Didn’t she ask us to punish Yang Tian? Why is she so furious now?"
"Yang Tian..."
Over here, Hua Wuqing sat down on the ground, tightly embracing Yang Tian.
Feeling Yang Tian’s weakness, tears uncontrollably stread down her cheeks.
Hua Wuqing cried: "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have punished you this way, I’m sorry..."
Avril behind her sighed inwardly.
She also knew Hua Wuqing loved Yang Tian.
If not, Hua Wuqing wouldn’t have offered her most precious possession to Yang Tian.
Nor would she have forgiven Yang Tian ti and ti again.
But Yang Tian was too stubborn, from the bottom of his heart he saw Hua Wuqing as a cold-blooded killer, unwilling to accept her.
If not, Hua Wuqing wouldn’t have punished Yang Tian this way.
Yet in Hua Wuqing’s heart, Yang Tian’s position was always number one, these three days and nights, Hua Wuqing didn’t eat or drink, pacing anxiously in the palace.
Hua Wuqing was also suffering in her heart.
Avril sighed, ca forward, and said: "Master, Yang Tian is back now, don’t punish him anymore, if you really love him, you should protect him, after all, he is your private possession!"
"No, he is not my private possession, but my companion, my lover!"
Hua Wuqing wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and beca firm.
She operated her Demon Breath, embraced Yang Tian, and flew out.
In the depths of the island.
A waterfall fell from the mountain, forming a pool at the bottom.
Hua Wuqing embraced Yang Tian and drifted into the pool.
Yang Tian remained motionless, his face pale and bloodless, his entire body exhausted.
But after these three days and nights, he was covered in the Demon Breath of the Butterfly Demon Race; he wanted to use this breath to remove the Soul Mark imprinted deep in his soul.
Seeing Yang Tian sitting there motionless, Hua Wuqing felt a pain in her heart, extending her ivory-like fingers to stroke Yang Tian’s face: "I’m sorry, I promise you I won’t punish you like this again, this ti I realized my heart is full of you, you are the man I love most!"
Seeing Yang Tian not answering her, Hua Wuqing felt a pain in her heart.
She knew that Yang Tian must hate her.
She resolutely nodded.
Never again would she let other won enjoy Yang Tian!
The sound of splashing filled the mountain, the waterfall reversed, seemingly like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
Hua Wuqing kept wiping away Yang Tian’s sweat, but when she touched the bite marks on Yang Tian’s body, her eyes were full of regret.
In anger, she allowed all the demons in the Butterfly Palace to co and enjoy Yang Tian.
But these were won who had been hungry for a long ti.
They clung to Yang Tian, biting and tearing, and Yang Tian’s arms were covered in bite marks.
This caused pain in Hua Wuqing’s heart.
Tears stread down: "Yang Tian, I’m begging you, don’t provoke anymore, I will love you for the rest of my life, cultivate with you, traverse multiple realms with you, seeking the true aning of immortality, I ask for nothing but hope you won’t provoke anymore, I’m afraid that in anger, I’ll do sothing harmful to you again..."
At this mont, Yang Tian didn’t care about Hua Wuqing.
His soul had already entered the depths of his soul, arriving in front of the Soul Mark.
He waved his hand.
Streams of Demon Breath flew toward the Soul Mark, crackling and striking against the Soul Mark.
But all this was in vain.
Yang Tian simply couldn’t break through the Soul Mark.
"Yang Tian, are you cold?"
Feeling Yang Tian’s trembling body, Hua Wuqing’s eyes were filled with anxiety.
She operated her Demon Breath, continuously concentrating it on Yang Tian’s body.
The depth of Yang Tian’s soul brightened, seeing Hua Wuqing constantly sending Demon Breath into his body, he guided this breath to the depths of the soul, quickly setting up a Demon Array in front of the Soul Mark.
This Demon Array enveloped the entire Soul Mark.
"I need so ti to devour this Soul Mark!"
Yang Tian muttered.
Next, he kept trembling, his words unclear.
Hua Wuqing tightly embraced Yang Tian, continuously operating her Demon Breath to flow into Yang Tian’s body.
Yang Tian used these streams of Demon Breath to strengthen the Demon Array, over ti, the Demon Array gradually grew stronger.
When Yang Tian saw everything was ready, his soul flew out.
"Hua Wuqing, have you ever truly loved !"
Yang Tian opened his eyes.
"Yang Tian, you’re awake?" Hua Wuqing’s eyes were full of excitent: "I only have you in my heart, if I didn’t love you, why would I give you my most precious possession? As long as you listen to , I won’t punish you anymore!"
Yang Tian sneered: "You say you love ? Fine, I want you to establish a Soul Belt on , let your Demon Breath continuously flow into my body, only then can I recover, otherwise, it will take a year to recover from the pain of these three days and nights!"
"Okay, okay, I promise you anything!"
Hua Wuqing was filled with regret.
Without hesitation, she established a Soul Belt on Yang Tian.
This way, her Demon Breath continuously flowed into Yang Tian’s body, constantly strengthening the Demon Array deep in Yang Tian’s soul...
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