Miss Evil, between shock and rage, still had some confusion in her mind.
She didn't understand how it happened; at the man's beckoning, her Spirit Body actually disassembled itself and then reassembled before the man.
She even felt an inkling of submission brewing in her heart.
Everyone present was similarly captivated by this sudden development, staring at the masked man, no one making a move for the moment.
"Human, what have you done to me!" Her beautiful eyes ablaze with bewitching Evil Flame, she gazed down with a cold and displeased anger.
"Miss Evil."
This mare was really too tall, and Xia Feng, looking up with his neck craned, commanded in a deep voice, "Kneel."
"?!?!"
Seeking death! Miss Evil's beautiful eyes abruptly shone with a deadly intent; a terrifying Evil Flame surged toward Xia Feng like the chill of an icy hell.
