He wanted to stay, to pounce on her, to melt Cleopatra into his own body.

The intense impulse made it almost impossible for him to control himself!

"Where are we going?"

Cleopatra suddenly spoke, her voice seductive and alluring: "My dear husband, don't you want to go to the mountains of passion with me and make love? Or would you like me to be more direct and just say: 'Ah! It's so big!'"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zong immediately turned around.

He headed straight for Cleopatra, his pace gradually quickening from slow to fast, until he was running at full speed!

Cleopatra smiled and licked her tongue as she waited.

Yeah, come on!

You still can't resist, can you?

Let me devour your yang essence and blood, so that the Empress and the Second Princess can see that the man they so admire is nothing more than 'nothing special'.

You can't help it,

I, Cleopatra, am the most beautiful female corpse in the world, apart from the corpse of the second princess and that one in Egypt!

"Come on, you will be very happy..." Cleopatra opened her arms, like a snake, to coil around Fang Zong.

Suddenly, Fang Zong swung his knife, gathering all his strength into a single strike. The blade flashed like lightning, yet remained elusive, gliding across her chest without leaving a trace.

He then dragged his knife and ran straight towards the cave entrance.

"Damn old woman, who knows what's under that mask of yours!" Fang Zong roared hoarsely, almost spitting fire as he looked up. "You tricked me today, so I'll sever your ghost body and take a cut as interest. We'll see what happens in the future, with interest compounding, doubling, and returning every time!"

Cleopatra: "..."

Pain, incomparable, excruciating pain.

Fang Zong's knife sliced ​​her in two from her chest, turning her two treasures into four semicircles.

The remaining sword energy was damaging her internal organs, and the true yang fire was still burning her foundation. The pain was unparalleled, and it would take at least half a year to recover!

But what did you say?

Old woman?

What kind of monster is under my painted skin?

You, you, you, come back here!

This Cleopatra is the most beautiful female corpse in the world besides those two. Her whole body is real, all-natural, and she didn't get any injections!

"Come back here right now!!!"

Suddenly, a cry of injustice, even more poignant than the snow falling in June, came from the cave.

Fang Zongcai was too lazy to pay attention to it. Seeing that the memorial tablets for the fallen heroes had returned to normal, he didn't bother with them anymore.

Dragging his long sword backwards, he headed straight for the city center of Shimen.

Someone come here, a woman!

No, bring ten women!

I can't hold back anymore!

The True Yang Qi did indeed advance, but it jumped directly to a whole level without the neutralization of the Cold Iron Ghost Qi. The resulting desires were irresistible even to the old monk who had been strictly observing Zen.

With the added effect of the pink mist, Fang Zongfei stumbled every few steps, his eyes burning with desire.

Faster, faster!

In a bustling, colorful city, there's bound to be a place where he can vent his frustrations.

He is rich.

As for chastity, screw it!

He's about to explode and die!