Mr. Xia stood with a very mysterious deity behind him.
Mu Qingtong still couldn't guess who it was, her brows furrowed as she watched Xia Feng swiftly set up the Array, and suddenly asked,
"Is this deity female?"
"..." Xia Feng gave her a side glance, "Miss Mu, we are currently in a state of argument."
"It's saved," her fine brows knit together.
"Then let's load it."
Xia Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his hands to pinch the cheeks of the silver-haired woman, and vigorously massaged them into round and flat shapes, completing the manual load.
Mu Qingtong's brow furrowed immediately, her eyes looking displeased, she was about to say something when Xia Feng's Spiritual Body began to rise and enter into the small portal.
The dark-haired man beneath her suddenly lost all expression in his eyes, his hands dropping with a pat.
"You…" Mu Qingtong's voice stopped abruptly, she stared at Xia Feng for a while, then rubbing his face hard too.
