C361 263 the Taste of the Marrow

After what felt like ages, the noise in the room finally ceased. Mengyao, determined and stubborn, was pushing herself beyond her limits, even though Xiao Tian had already surpassed the fifth threshold, making it nearly impossible for him to feel exhausted. He had such control over his body that he could manage every muscle and even his pores.

His voice was hoarse now. Xiao Tian