C465 Chapter 465

In no time, the Evil Spirit General stopped struggling. Beneath the grotesque mask, his eyes had gone dull and lifeless. Only when Moh Yao peeled off the talisman and removed the mask did that pale, almost translucent face show a faint smile.

His voice was refined, like a warm breeze in April, drifting slowly across her chest.

Arms folded, Moh Yao still couldn’t believe what she was seeing