《The Charm of Soul Pets》Chapter 1595: Unknown Land, Evil Temple
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The sky was a dusky black. Occasionally, it was possible to see clouds of flames floating through.
On this expansive black land, there was a unique ice altar. On top of this ice altar quietly laid two people holding each other as they slept. A thin blanket laid on top of their bodies.
Bai Jinrou’s glossy and smooth shoulders were exposed. Her curvy and graceful figure was faintly visible through the thin blanket.
Chu Mu lay next to her, allowing Princess Jinrou to lie in his embrace. His eyes were open and he was staring at the dusky sky.
It was impossible to see stars in the Nightmare Holy Region’s sky. At every moment of the year, there were thick plumes of black clouds in the sky. However, the dark aura emitted a feeling of both fear and comfort. It was as if the only people who remained in this world were himself and the person next to him. There was no need to think too much or to worry too much.
“Chu Mu, your body is really hot,” Bai Jinrou patted Chu Mu’s chest as she spoke.
“Ya, I’ve absorbed too much negative energy. Black devil flames have begun to occupy my dominant attribute.”...
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