Chu Linfeng's Sword Spirit had already disappeared from sight, but a small hole remained near his earlobe, "That's a little lesson for you, daring to look at this lady's body, serves you right!"
Chu Linfeng felt like crying without tears; after all, she had seen his entire body, and besides, what he saw of her was vague and not real—he was so wronged!
"Sister Yue'er, you are so beautiful!" Chu Linfeng said with a smile, a small sword glowing brightly in front of his brow, he couldn't help but smile.
"This lady has always been beautiful, are you moved?" the little sword emitted a voice that Chu Linfeng recognized well.
"It would be a lie to say I am not moved. In the future, when you regain your physical form, I will definitely make you my woman!" Chu Linfeng said seriously, not caring about what kind of punishment the Sword Spirit might give him this time.
