Qi Sisi raised her head and asked indifferently.
"This is the final moment of choice."
Long Ling raised her breathtakingly beautiful face, and the eerie black lotus blossomed deep within her pupils.
Zhúzhòu's Dragon, coiled high in the sky, loomed over the city, seemingly undeterred by the presence of the two apparently frail women, its crimson vertical pupils ablaze with violent red, reigniting the Sky-Burning Flame, out of which a black-haired girl stepped.
"Actually, I forgot to tell you."
Xia Zhu lifted her pale face, smiled faintly: "I had already made my choice."
Alpha and Omega both frowned slightly, as the strange patterns in their palms suddenly extinguished.
"Neither sister nor sister, I choose neither."
Xia Zhu raised a pale finger: "The person I choose is him."
Astonishment that shattered the silence.
A dragon's roar thundered, like the crash of thunder.
Long Ling suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with fierce thunderstorms.