Le Wuyou did not quite understand what this sudden sweet sensation blooming in her heart really was.
She only felt instinctively that this sweetness seemed to make her heart grow infinitely soft.
Yet for a ruthless and decisive Demonic sect enchantress, every part of her could soften, except her heart.
Especially since this feeling was also deeply intoxicating, and that was certainly no good omen.
Therefore, despite being overwhelmed by shyness, she still instinctively pushed against Han Mo, trying to break free from his embrace.
How could Han Mo let her have her way? Not only did he refuse to let go, but he pulled her even closer.
"Little brat, you saw it earlier yourself—all these Huanhuan Sect enchantresses are eyeing you with greed, and this Murong Ying certainly has no good intentions."
"It's not that Your Imperial Uncle couldn't hold his ground, the temptation was simply too great."
"Han Mo, come rest with me!"
Leaving behind those words, the two Nascent Soul Superiors hurried away, evidently intending to temporarily keep Han Mo here while using secret arts to notify their respective sects about the prophecy.In fact, the reason the two Nascent Soul Superiors treated Han Mo with such courtesy was because, during the banquet, after setting up a formation to isolate themselves from outsiders, the two Nascent Soul Superiors had deliberately questioned Le Wuyou in detail.
"Oh my, Young Master, this dish is a bit hot. Let me blow on it for you... *hoo, hoo*... There, go on, …
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