“Feng!” An even louder voice came from Tianming.

Just when Ye Lingfeng’s dagger was stabbed into Jiang Chengfeng’s flesh, he suddenly stopped. Not only did he not stab it in, he even pulled out the other dagger in Jiang Chengfeng’s saint palace and left. On the other hand, Jiang Chengfeng collapsed onto the ground.

“Big Brother Tianming.…” Ye Lingfeng could feel the burn in his throat and his breathing became heavier as he walked toward Tianming.

“Come here!” Tianming quickly grabbed him.

“Look here.” Tianming looked at Ye Lingfeng with the Insightful Eye from a hidden angle.

“Are you better now?” Tianming patted Ye Lingfeng’s back.

“I’m fine now.…” Ye Lingfeng took a deep breath, and the bloodlust in his eyes finally disappeared.

“Who did you see?” Tianming smirked.

“You, without any clothes on.…” Ye Lingfeng replied with a blank expression.

“What the fuck?!” Tianming felt his head buzzing and almost vomited blood. “Holy shit, can you be more normal? You and I are impossible!”

The Bewitching Pupil was an art of seduction. By now, Feiling and his three lifebound beasts were all laughing together at Tianming. But this atmosphere didn’t last for long. It was interrupted...