Two Missions

"I'm fine." Jiao Lu grabbed Ling Yun's hand, but the pleasure from his Yin-Yang finger effect electrified her body and made her lower body slightly wet, and she restrained her moans to avoid embarrassing herself in front of the disciples nearby. 'What the hell just happened? Why did my lust suddenly burst out?'

Ling Yun wore an innocent smile and asked her. "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Hah... yes... I suddenly feel unwell." Jiao Lu answered while catching his breath, and he immediately stood up, but his legs felt weak. "I... I'll go back to my room first..."

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Jiao Lu became more panicked as her lust increased even more, for Ling Yun held her hand and used his finger techniques again, plus he also used his bloodline power to suppress hers.

"Please... let go of my hand... I feel uncomfortable being seen by so many people." Jiao Lu said as she tried to pull her hand.