084 Yo (Thanks to the pure Alliance Hierarch Mi Wan)

Li Qingming looked at Chen Xuejian with confusion.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but Chen Xuejian seemed to have filled out somewhat, her skin fuller than before.

Even her big eye sockets appeared more lustrous.

This is...

Such a pity.

"This wilted flower isn't worth forsaking my sincerity," Li Qingming squatted down, reached out his right hand, and gently cradled the no longer desiccated skull face with his palm, "I can praise others, but I'll only do so when I sincerely feel like it. Insincere compliments are just sweet liquor to numb the insecure. You don't need it, you are already excellent."

Chen Xuejian, with her cheek being cradled like this, had completely fallen into a daze.

Li Qingming, quite despicably, used his sensory tentacles.

[Strength: 34+]

Indeed, she had become too strong to be within the range of perception.