Eliza was a masochist!
This discovery had An Lin astonished.
Everything made sense now… He understood why Eliza didn't hate him even though he had pummeled her for so long. That was because the pain that she had received became the source for her pleasure!
At this moment, Eliza stood up again like an undefeatable warrior. A blood saber and a snow saber materialized in her hands as she charged toward An Lin ferociously. Bursts of red and white saber projections crisscrossed through the void and tore the mountain and earth to shreds. It was as though heaven and earth had been plunged into chilly winter.
"Hahaha… Why aren't you attacking? Have you become afraid of me?"
Eliza continued to attack as she chuckled seductively. Her crimson eyes gleamed with excitement, and there was also a hint of anticipation flashing within them.