บท 770: Any One You Want

Luna's loins imploded with a fiery heat the moment Dyon's liquid touched her tongue. Her snow-white skin flushed completely, blazing with a fiery red. And yet, to Dyon's surprise, her eyes remained clear and unfettered by lust.

At first, Dyon thought that Luna was much better than he thought then. After all, hadn't he just been wondering what her true cultivation was? Without his soul, he had no way of checking. And if she was too high level, even if he had his soul, he wouldn't be able to. The point was that only with overwhelming power could you ignore the effects Dyon had on your body as a woman.

However, the next moment shattered all of those thoughts.

Luna stood, turning her alluring back to Dyon and allowing him to see the plump ass that filled out her petite figure.

She bent down, slowly removing her slightly transparent white panties. Dyon's vision was suddenly assaulted by a delicate pink flower that had a faint moistness to it.