Ye Fan was holding onto the Flickering Light Sacred Lady, feeling her tenderness and seeming very intimate. But her divine sense was like a cold storm unfurling and her killing intent was soaring!
This was a divine sense battle. The golden sun turned into flames that that completely enveloped Yao Xi's divine consciousness and continuously burnt it away.
The two of them might be saying things, but in their actions, it was clear they didn't want to kill their opponent.
The Flickering Light Sacred Lady let out a pained and delicate cry, and in an instant a dozen strands of her divine consciousness melted away and dimmed quite a bit.
"Flickering Light Sacred Lady, you won't have any opportunity!" Ye Fan pressed on.
At the same time, his hands roved over her beautiful body. He felt her soft tenderness, and Yao Xi was distracted with fury and shame.
However, just at this time, Ye Fan suddenly felt a huge sense of danger. She smiled sweetly, her charm extremely moving.
