Chapter 38: The Holiday Gathering
These people must have heard about the bell-ringing ability test that day, so they wanted to see what kind of monstrous genius could leave that examiner so terrified he couldn’t even speak.
Ji Qi did not give Liang Tuan a moment to catch his breath, sealing his lips. It had been two years, and both his body and soul were trembling. He eagerly entwined his tongue with Liang Tuan’s, mingling his longing with the “nectar” of their shared embrace.
“Don’t be afraid. If we can’t find it in the Tianxuan Continent, we’ll go to the Blood Dance Continent. If we can’t find it there, we’ll go to the Dongyu Continent. And if we still can’t find it, we’ll head to the Divine Realm!” Ling Fan-yue said with a firm gaze.
I’m sorry, but I’m not discussing this with you; this is the final decision, and I’m just informing you.
He was just as thoughtful and caring toward her back in college. He wouldn’t let her do any errands, his gentleness and attentiveness simply beyond compare.
“Qingqing, I won’t ask what secrets you have, but if there is anything going on, you must tell me, okay?” Jun Mo’s peach-blossom eyes shimmered with ripples, looking at Mu Danzhu with deep tenderness.
The self-detonation of a Corpse King was no simple matter. The explosive energy was terrifyingly immense, sending shockwaves through the heavens and earth for a hundred miles. The void was riddled with black holes, leaving the landscape in utter ruin. The ground itself was torn asunder, with flying sand and rocks creating a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.
Xiao Tian had originally been too lazy to bother with Tian Yinglong due to his reaction, but seeing Luo Yu take the initiative to show kindness, he responded with a greeting as well.
Shen Anqi was very curious about this matter. Could Liang Jinghui really be that thick-headed? However, thinking about his personality, it was normal for him to be so oblivious. Regardless, this matter had to come to an end; otherwise, it wouldn't just affect Chen Rou, but Liang Jinghui as well.
The autumn night breeze was neither cold nor hot, carrying a damp moisture that felt exceptionally cool and pleasant against the skin.
The white policeman named George spoke. Wang Kai had checked the required documents before coming, so he had everything prepared.
The three high-ranking vampires reached an immediate consensus, as there was no room for debate when it came to werewolves; they were the mortal enemies of vampires. When they met, it was a fight to the death—there was no third path.
On the day the entire group returned to Le City, passing through Beizhuang, Wu Yangxin suddenly had a strong urge to go and take a look.
Ling Yang thought to himself, how can I not sigh? I’ve practically exhausted all the vocabulary related to fortune-telling scams in the pugilistic world. If my language becomes any poorer from here on out, would you even believe me?
Seeing Ling Yang’s displeasure, Wang Tiecheng glared fiercely at Yao Haitao before forcing a smile and briefly relaying the information he had gathered about the nightclub to Ling Yang.
“Ling Miao, have you fallen asleep?” Su Yuyang sneered, a look of genuine mockery.
This sea beast must surely be at the Void-Returning stage. Although I’m not incapable of helping, it’s safer to stay with Ye’er than to meddle blindly; who knows what else might be at the bottom of this sea.
Good news arrived one after another at the end of the year. Li Yuju was diagnosed as pregnant, and the Di residence sent someone to share the happy news. Lady Liu was busy dispatching An-shi and several matrons to visit the residence, bringing along plenty of gifts.
“If it were merely sweeping up antiques and art, that would be fine. It wouldn’t have much to do with us, and no bad luck would fall upon our heads—we might even get to watch a spectacular show.”
The doubts in my heart tangled into an unsolvable knot, clogging my throat and making it impossible for me to breathe. I clutched the clothes over my chest tightly.
Wei Qingcheng was overcome with ecstasy, but he dared not show it. He respectfully flattered the red-haired cultivator a few times before turning to leave the hall. Once outside, he gripped the talisman in his hand tightly, unable to contain the urge to howl at the sky.
Li Qing could no longer lie still. He draped a thick robe over his shoulders and walked slowly into the courtyard. The spring chill was biting, and white frost could still be seen on the roof tiles. The cold, thin sunlight was like the love of a forty-year-old man: bright on the surface, yet entirely devoid of heat.
Among the five great ninja villages, Konoha boasted the most advanced medical technology; the medical methods of other villages naturally could not catch Tsunade’s eye.
The Dragon Graveyard was primarily established to protect the remains of dragons after death, but there was another little-known reason: to concentrate the deceased dragons in one place and use an external force to restrict any potential undead dragons, preventing them from running amok and bringing disaster to the world.
The Great Liao Empire had twelve provinces in total. Chen Zhi’s destination was the most prosperous of the three southern provinces: Nanyang Province.
The office was very spacious and luxuriously decorated, with a full range of furniture that could rival the decor of a five-star hotel.
“Something seems wrong, if we really do it this way.” Feng Satan patted his head, which had begun to feel dizzy and confused.
“Old Liu, the restaurant you found is great. Next time, it’ll be my treat,” the four of them said with laughter as they walked out of the private room after lunch.
“That’s true. How could someone like me, who can’t even get into the Gemini Academy, participate in the Imperial City Tournament?” Upon hearing that not everyone could participate, many people’s eyes immediately filled with disappointment.
After finishing all this, a full week had passed. Chen Zhi looked at his cave dwelling with satisfaction, turned and walked into the stone training room, sat cross-legged, and entered the black mist space.
With a soft “click,” she pushed open the crude door. Immediately, a scent of dust, metal, and lubricating oil rushed out to meet her. Looking inside, the room was pitch black; there wasn’t even a window.
Those interstellar tycoons couldn’t possibly act out either. Previously, when he had no status, they didn’t dare to cross him; now that he was a provincial governor in command of several fleets, these tycoons were even less likely to make him an enemy. They were businessmen, and right now, they were desperate to curry favor and do business with him.
I crawled up from the ground, the skin on my hands torn by the gravel. Watching Lin Xiao drive away, I silently vowed that I would make her kneel before my mother’s grave to kowtow and beg for forgiveness.
The reason was easy to see. Bai Ying’s own level was quite average, yet she could command two powerful warriors to do her bidding. There was only one explanation: she had a backer, either from an extraordinary family or someone of significant power.