104 I Will Surely Be His Woman

"Two portions!?" Upon hearing Meng Qi's words, not only Zhang Jiao but also the Blue and Red Ghosts nearby were startled; only the naive and oblivious Zhang Bao and his companion remained clueless.

"Zhou the Third, it was I who sent the message. Since you’ve chosen your own coffin, you’d better pick a good one. Well, aren't you going to thank me?" A spirited old man drifted out from the crowd, smiling broadly.

Furthermore, her eyes, which should have been pure and innocent, were completely devoid of life, turned a dull, vacant gray.

"What else did you discover?" Chen Xuan’s pupils began to constrict involuntarily once more.

Even though he thought this way, Qian Lai did not immediately express his approval of the pills Qian Wusu produced, instead questioning their efficacy.

To their surprise, the funnel-shaped structure was significantly larger than it had appeared when they were looking up from below.

As Meng Qi headed toward the depths of the mountain range, some of those who had previously cast their eyes upon him began to whisper among themselves.

She was, in fact, merely a "Starry Sky Traveler" with a simple heart and no malicious intent. She traveled to each primordial world only to wander and broaden her horizons. Of course, to be qualified for such travels, one needed sufficient strength as a foundation.

"Hiss!" Even though Huang Shaohua used all his strength, his five claws seemed to slide across ice, merely tearing the robe on the strange man’s body. This shocked Huang Shaohua, who hurriedly changed his tactics, slamming both fists into the strange man’s chest.

Ji Xuan grabbed one hand and quieted down, clutching it tightly to his chest. The newcomer sat down, placing their other hand on his forehead, which was as hot as a furnace. They hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed, pressed a finger to his brow, and channeled a great deal of internal energy into him.

"No! Don't! Deputy Officer Yu, I beg you, don't throw me in there!" Zhang Rou gripped the threshold tightly, her gaze darting over the room full of men, her face turning deathly pale with terror.

How could Jun Dixie not know what Leng Moyu was thinking? The reason he hadn't answered her earlier was simply that he couldn't be bothered to respond to such a tedious question.

To satisfy the two elders, it seemed he had no choice but to bring out the shop's prized treasures. He went to the kitchen and took five portions of giant wolf meat and one portion of dragon fish from a large bag. The wolf meat, of course, was the same as yesterday: one piece per person.

A disciple who wasn't participating in the competition noticed everyone was silent and quietly explained the situation of the first round to Mou Huiyang.

With a turn of her thoughts, Chu Ning impulsively said, "Nothing else matters; these trivialities could be discussed until tomorrow and never end." She reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, kissing his lips with a clumsy, tender awkwardness.

Why, why did Uncle leave her here, in this place filled with corpses and coffins?

She resisted Yan Sinian's touch, yet she could accept Murong Yanting’s embrace, and even... his kisses.

Murong Yanting held her tighter, burying his face in her shoulder and breathing deeply; feeling Mu Yutian’s presence was a deeply comforting thing.

Moreover... besides using such matters to warn himself to re-examine the relationship between him and Yutian.

"Old Master, we all know your powers are vast. But do you really think this is good for Da Huang?" Even when I was stunned, Officer Zhang remained calm and collected. I had to admire him; perhaps I was still too young.

Compared to the posture of giving a "warning" or an "opportunity" before, the Heavenly Punishment Dao Ancestor now appeared to be negotiating on equal footing.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger. Perhaps, perhaps she did not head south with the King of Jingxi; she might be elsewhere," Xiao Yuchen explained hurriedly.

In an instant, Mo Qiang suddenly understood in his thoughts, and Huang Long said at that moment: "What kind of benefits did he ask for? Is it the lion beast's spirit?" Huang Jin-gui looked at the old man in front of the Crab Nebula.

Mo Qiang felt a pang of heartache; those were his tuition fees, and he hadn't earned any money since. "You! You people... do Divine Controllers need to ride in a car? What do you need Angel Wings for?" Mo Qiang pounded his chest. With a flap of wings, where couldn't they go? Could this car cross the ocean?

Jiang Wei roared, blasting the arrow away with a punch. Combining the Wind Body and Cloud Physique with the Cloud-Like Swift Steps, Jiang Wei’s figure suddenly vanished.

The surge of spiritual power caused Zheng Qi and Liu Jianfeng’s brows to knit suddenly, and they gasped in surprise.

"Hoo." Xiao Yi let out a sigh of relief, straightening his clothes, which were as disheveled as if he had just been in a fierce battle.

On the visiting team’s bench, Sanchez was eager for action, but to his frustration, Mourinho and Faria hadn't glanced his way throughout the entire match.

Lan Yize did not doubt her words, but seeing her so embarrassed, he couldn't help but tease and mock her.

Zhuo Yunxiao frowned; she hadn't expected such things to happen under her father the Emperor's nose. It was truly unforgivable.

"Big Brother, what do you think?" Gu Shenzhi was nearby, while Gu Anzhi was further away, seeing things more clearly than him.

The Yin energy here was heavy; countless lives must have been buried underground, or such potent Yin energy would not have manifested. He Xiang’s finger traced the thin ice on the stone, which was as smooth as a mirror, showing no signs of melting despite contact with his skin.

Leng Yichen’s company had gone bankrupt. Before Huo Jun died, he had already orchestrated a series of strikes against the protagonist.

The man in the corner begging for help looked up, his eyes full of pleading as he gazed at her; he looked truly pitiful.

Could it be that because she had caused him injury twice before, she felt guilty and was thus obsessed with helping him heal?

Although Miss Jiao was gone, both the greenhouse and the grafting techniques had been promoted. Everything from the past still remained, and the two had just gone to take a look.

"Here, there is no distinction between human and demon," Fanyin laughed. He was about to see Gu Qingcheng, and he was in a very good mood.

For a healer, there is nothing more cruel than watching others die before one’s eyes while remaining powerless to stop it.

Furthermore, one of them was severely injured, having been grazed by a Licker's tongue, which had corroded a large area of skin.

But today, when Shen Cheng ordered the massacre of 130,000 people, that aloof, high-and-mighty coldness was too unusual; it was truly as if he were simply pouring boiling water over ants.

Above 40 tables—if this condition could not be met, no matter how good the other conditions were, it would be of no use.

Regarding Lin Mo’s tone, Jiang Yingxue couldn't help but look at him with new eyes. How could such an aura emanate from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?