Journey to the End of the Night

Chapter 956: 711: Hoping You Will Attain the Sword Heart

Chapter 956: Chapter 711: Hoping You Will Attain the Sword HeartBut at this moment, the black-robed Yun Rong did not notice the strange injuries on his body, her entire gaze gradually became dull following the sudden scattering of fallen flowers.

Yun Rong had always been pure and self-restrained. It wasn’t that she lacked the seven emotions and six desires, but she possessed an extraordinary ability to control her emotions.

She knew of love and romance yet remained uninvolved in them. Though she understood that there were such affairs between men and women in the Mortal World, she had truly never seen the body of a man until now.

This impact left Yun Rong’s mind completely blank.

Before she could react, Baili An, who had received her painful blow, became furious, tightly gripping the Snow Sword and gave it a forceful tug.

Unwilling to abandon her sword even at the cost of her life, Yun Rong naturally held onto her sword tightly. Her body was heavily pulled and dragged down by the force.

The posture and angle of the fall were truly unfavorable, and she fell onto Baili An.

Even through the clothes, she could feel the scorching heat of his body.

Yun Rong’s eyes suddenly widened, like a little deer struck by an arrow. She supported herself on the ground, her heart in chaos, and pushed him away with all her might.urned out to be so tight and strong when unclothed.

The longer the black-robed Yun Rong watched, the more chaotic her mind became, yet she couldn’t look away.

Although separated by several meters, she always felt that the one being touched and bitten was her.

Clearly, it was just a Heart Demon, severed from her body, there should be no further connection, why would she have such bizarre and terrifying thoughts.

Finally, that little corpse demon, like a cat tired after playing with its master, curled its claws, no longer showing the slightest ferocity, obediently lay on the woman’s chest, making a low purring sound in its throat.

Yun Rong panted lightly, her scattered damp hair covered with vibrant peach petals, her eyelids tiredly lifted, appearing languid, gently turned her gaze, seeing her right hand held tightly by his entwined fingers, never releasing even for a moment.

The eyes, with spring untouched, instantly filled with gentle affection.

A tender love arose in her heart, she slowly raised her hand, intending to kiss the back of his hand.

Suddenly…