The juice overflowed, and the fruit screamed as Yin Nian bit off half of its head, chewing up the chattering mouth.

Yin Nian wiped away a little bit of bright red juice on her lips with her thumb. She squinted her eyes and felt so comfortable that the pores all over her body were trembling. The rich spiritual power was continuously poured into her body, strengthening every inch of her body's muscles and bones.

She felt as if she had touched the threshold of a two-star golden spiritual master.

too!

Cool!

Got it!

Not painful at all.

This is her paradise.

The power of her bloodline is devouring.

There is no fruit present that has the same origin as her, and all the fruits present are suitable for her.

Nothing to swallow!

Yin Nian stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, like a pornographic ghost who had just had sex but was not satisfied.

Little thing, so cute.

The ends of her eyes were red. Looking at these escaping little fruits, could they run away? You...

Yin Nian was immersed in extreme comfort.

But she didn't notice that Xiaoya's spiritual power, which was wrapped around her wrist and had no presence in Song Baotian's identity card, was spreading out bit by bit.

Outside the channel.

The white-haired man once again intensified his penetration and was shocked all over.

A familiar spiritual power like a bud in early spring floated out from the entrance of the passage.

It's the mental power of his stupid disciple!

Idiot seems to be quite close to the entrance of the passage?
Chapter completed!