37 Jinjiang Literature City 37

Xiao Wanci noticed that his previously unpleasant expression had returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Her heart leaped with joy—did this mean he had finally agreed to let her breastfeed Yuanbao herself?

Ji Zili looked at the person before her. She was held so tightly by him that she could not move, and his upper body was pressing down on her, weighing her down terribly.

It was currently the dead of winter, and hiding inside the palace to enjoy a piping hot pot was a truly comfortable affair. Moreover, she had developed a craving for it recently; she found hot pot to be absolutely delicious.

Gu Xiran did not walk over to the floor-to-ceiling window until the call ended. After drawing the curtains, she lowered her head and stared blankly at her phone.

Facing the ground stained crimson with fresh blood and the faces of many who had died with their eyes wide open, the few figures who had appeared remained unmoved. One of them took out an eerily colored clay jar.

It was beautiful, yes, but didn't she think it was too flashy? Last time, it had even invited the unwanted advances of Feng Chi. Thinking of this, Jing Bei unconsciously tightened the fist at his side.

The touch, cold as frost, was all too familiar to him—it was the symptom of the cold poison flaring up.

Just as he was about to show her "why flowers are so red," Qiu Guo walked over, interrupting their conversation to ask if they were ready to have the meal served.

Although the Flame Demon did not understand medicine, he could still sense anything that threatened his own life. Therefore, Lin Chen dared not be too direct, instead skillfully inserting blood needles into several of the Flame Demon's vital acupuncture points.

"Thank you, Jing Lan." Ji Zili took the tea and forced a smile. She did not know if the restlessness in her heart came from Yi'er or something else.

"Sister Ziyan, don't worry! When Brother Zixuan’s toes landed on the iron chain, it was just the slightest touch—practically silent." Walking in front, Dongfang Zifu kept his focus and consoled her without turning his head.

Now, standing before Landon were twenty magic-guided constructs that were clearly on the same side, their divisions of labor so distinct that one could tell them apart simply by their outer appearance.

On the surface of Shoushan Star, which resembled hell, directly above the Magic Cube, in the middle of a surface smoothed like a mirror by the recent violent solar storm, stood a huge crystal over ten meters tall.

"Sister, can you play a little longer? My heart hurts." The crisp voice was laced with entreaty.

It was too late to tell them to stop now. Changning understood An Qing’s desire to train her disciples, but when she herself first entered this place and faced a life-threatening crisis for the second time, it was inevitable that dissatisfaction would well up in her heart.

"How is it? Your teacher didn't give you any trouble today, did he?" Zhang Guangqi shook the box of chess pieces in his hand, leaving the seat opposite him empty as he waited for Lin Xiaoxiao to sit down.

"The plan has changed. You two, go back and retrieve your mechs; next, we are going to tear our way through!" Xiong Qi, who had taken cover, hurriedly ordered Gray Wolf and Violent Wolf.

He had originally intended to use his own account to buy it for Master Shouyi, using the bloody truth to let the old Taoist know he had been deceived.

"Lu Fei! Let me tell you clearly: I am going to Hong Kong next month. Please stop pestering me. There is no possibility between you and me anymore," Tian Jing said loudly.

Had the cold and aloof Goddess Xiao taken the wrong medicine today? Why had he started flattering her? Shouldn't he have been walking away with a flick of his sleeves, looking impatient?

When he read this, Xiezhe turned to look at her and was immediately met with a roll of Huai Zhen’s eyes.

Bu Xing felt that the person was no simple character just by hearing him speak like that. He swallowed lightly and couldn't help but shiver; after all, hearing him mention three hundred jin and imagining that hulking figure made him feel… terrified.

Eiichiro Oda is the kind of manga artist who makes you feel great and proud just to know you live in the same era as him.

Actually, Uncle Liu had misjudged one thing: he had underestimated the toughness of Yin Feng’s body. Because of Yin Yue, the aura of Yin Feng’s body had been concealed, making it appear ordinary and unremarkable, even far inferior to cultivators of the same rank.

Chi Zao smiled sweetly. She was a top student, and top students were always concise and easy to understand, unlike Wei Xiao, who was so convoluted in his explanations.

Song Qinjun was very anxious; she was always afraid of being a moment late—she didn't want to be late at all—but her cousin refused to take the initiative. Sigh.

Huai Zhen fell asleep, and the room grew quiet, leaving only the crackling of the fireplace and the steady, shallow breathing of the person sleeping on the velvet chair.

The night breeze gently stirred the window shutters. After a long while, Wei Shi suddenly opened his eyes, pulled the person out from under the quilt to take a look, and only then did he feel reassured enough to sleep.

Lin Cha sighed, picked up the rose, walked to the trash can, and threw it in without hesitation.

Suddenly, drums echoed through the stronghold, and soldiers rushed to the gates to defend them. Cao Zhang rode his horse to the east gate, gazing into the distance at the approaching army.

Li Yan closed his eyes and remained silent; it seemed everything had been prepared, and all his actions had long been within their grasp.

"Let’s get to Sabac first. The terrain in the desert is complex and dangerous. If we don't find a water source along the way, we’ll die of thirst!" the captain said, curling his lip.

"What I mean is, there is no antidote for this drug at all. Everything yesterday was a lie. I didn't expect you to be so obedient. Hahahaha." The kidnapper suddenly threw his head back and laughed, adding a touch of vitality to the silent night.

Amidst the thunderous cheers, players in purple and gold jerseys began to emerge from the tunnel, which nearly set the venue on fire.

Countless undead fish gathered together, forming a giant net that then tightened toward the center, turning into a massive mouth.

Seeing Wei Qin'er beckoning and winking at her, Zhou Xinyi handed the items in her hand to Duan Tianyu, gave him a resentful look, and then walked toward Wei Qin'er.

Starting from herself as the origin, many things were reflected into Dongfang Tiexin’s mind through the sensing of her primordial spirit.

Seeing the Wei army fleeing, Chen Dao ordered, "Pursue!" After all, Deng Zhi's main force was in the rear. If Deng Zhi successfully intercepted them, fighting from both front and rear, they would surely crush them and successfully repel the enemy.