You Have the Wine, I Have the Story

Zhao Xiaoyu suddenly smiled, her hair scattered like a waterfall. She walked to the middle of the white fog and the boiling water, and her body sank deeper. She actually could use the Godly body to enter the water boiled by star power, and not a bit of her supple skin was scalded by it.

She was like a mermaid now, clean drawn-out ripples, floating deep onto the waterbed. It was sand that shimmered, like a heap of snow powder. She did not care for her image and sat on the bed of sand, seeing everything inside the water.

Despite the white fog that spewed out from the boiling water, the waterbed showed a completely different scene. Layers and layers of waves rippled, and the water was filled with the star power. It was as if she placed herself in a star river, since it was already bright and beautiful. She also deeply felt the heat of the star power which constantly attempted to break through her skin, infesting her divine lights.