Xiao Luo gazed at Fu Yiren lying on his chest with her eyes closed. He watched her curved and long eyelashes fluttering in the breeze, and could still clearly remember what she had said to him.
"We are the perfect match. Heaven has arranged it!"
Fu Yiren had been teasing him and expressing her love to him in her unique way. And here she was now seriously injured and there was every likelihood that she might even die right before his eyes.
For his sake, she bravely faced up to the strongest opponent she had ever faced without flinching.
Was he touched? Did he feel bitter, or even forlorn?
Perhaps it was a mix of these emotions, for Xiao Luo's mind was overwhelmed by a sense of loss that he had never felt before.
Even King Kong was filled with grief and indignation at seeing his NSA colleague, Fu Yiren, so badly injured. He dug his fingers into the turf in frustration, unsure what else to do.
Su Li looked confused and wasn't sure how to react. They were both women, and Lady Poison's affection toward Xiao Luo did not go unnoticed. She had shown her love for him and recklessly defended Xiao Luo with no concern for her life. Compared with Lady Poison's love for Xiao Luo, Su Li felt inferior.
"She overestimated her abilities and forced my hand. I have already been merciful by not smashing her to pieces when I retaliated."
Curisa said disdainfully as he walked toward Xiao Luo. He had come to this world with the impression that he was above all the beings here—a god in the eyes of these mortals. Yet, they had the gall to challenge his status and dignity time and time again, and Curisa could take it no more.
"Mortal, when I break your other leg, the matter will be over, and you and your people can..."
Curisa abruptly stopped speaking, and his expression changed. His eyes widened in shock, and blurted, "F*ck, what the hell?"
King Kong and Su Li were equally stunned and felt a chill run down their spines.
To everyone's surprise, Xiao Luo rose silently. It was as if he had skipped the process of physically getting up, and just morphed into a standing figure. Adding to that, his appearance had undergone a tremendous change.
His hair turned white, and his pupils were a blood-red hue, with the white of his eyes dark as black holes. His skin was paler than usual, a ghastly white that made him look like a corpse, and the nails of his ten fingers had turned black.
He emanated a sinister aura!
The countenance of the white-robed man, Ming, changed instantly, and he muttered, "He has red-colored eyes! Is he from the Xiao Clan?"
His tone sounded calm, but clearly, Xiao Luo's transformation shocked him. The Xiao Clan was a nightmare to the upper class of the Light Clan, as far as he could recall.
The Xiao Clan appeared from nowhere a thousand years ago. They were extremely aggressive invaders, and every member of their Clan was exceedingly brave and proficient in battle. They could regenerate rapidly and were notably fanatical in battle. Their prowess was limitless and when their eyes turned blood-red, they were at their strongest.
"I have broken your arms and legs, so how the hell can you still stand up?"
Curisa's expression changed drastically as he scowled at Xiao Luo. He was shocked to discover that Xiao Luo's arms and legs had healed completely. Incredibly, they were functioning normally. What was going on? How did he recover so quickly, and how did a mere mortal have such an ability? Even the members of the Light Clan could not do it.
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PEERLESS GENIUS SYSTEM III
AksiXiao Luo and his girlfriend had been in love with each other for four years when she proposed a break up. Because of this, Xiao Luo sped his car in the night and ended up in a car accident. But it was a blessing in disguise as he unexpectedly fused...
