Chapter 118: You're So Naughty, I Really Like It

Cao Mang’s tone of disdain left both Deng Xiaojiao and Mo Hanlu feeling equally irritated. They thought to themselves, "It’s not like you didn’t use us; it’s a miracle we’re still in good enough shape to be used again."

Xiao Jiutian looked surprised. "Are you two no longer chaste?"

Deng Xiaojiao, wearing her garish, ghostly makeup, darkened. "My private life is none of your concern, Lord Nine-Thousand."

Mo Hanlu turned away...

It was just a dream. Even if one day the theme turned to "eating," "sleeping," or even "doing homework," she wouldn't be surprised.

It wasn't that he was being overly sensitive; it was just that some of Ji Chen's words and actions left a truly sour taste in his mouth.

This was the hallmark of something created by Yu Yizhou—it was absolutely unmistakable. Because to this day, nothing else possessed such high plot-driven complexity that it could leave such a distinct mark.

She listlessly picked at her food, chewing on her favorite chicken leg as if it were nothing more than a tasteless chicken rib.

She swallowed unconsciously. Looking at Mu Jingchen again, she couldn't help but feel that this devilishly handsome boy might sprout demonic horns at any moment.

"You can't handle these things, so don't even think about them." Huo Jitang had no other choice but to offer this consolation.

Feng Lingyun blushed slightly. Suppressing the nervousness in his heart, he urged the bone boat forward, and it rose slowly, stabilizing in mid-air.

She hadn't expected that upon entering the room, she would find Jiang Yizhou leaning on her bed, staring intently at his phone, completely absorbed.

This time, Fu Shaojue was burning with rage. His captivating eyes held a cold, predatory glint, brimming with murderous intent.

Although she had suddenly transformed into a wealthy person, she was accustomed to a simple, ordinary life, and she still felt a faint sense of discomfort with this extravagant lifestyle.

When she heard that Chen Ze was in need, Sister-in-law Qin didn't hesitate; she kept only two taels of silver for living expenses and brought over everything else.

Infected by the atmosphere, Ning Yu’s mood brightened; perhaps the first day of school wouldn't be so bad after all.

"But I heard that Lord Craig is in the top three among these god-level powerhouses," the human sanctuary guardian continued to ask.

Finally, months later, Jing Lei’s soul had grown several times stronger than before and could already begin to slowly absorb soul essence.

Of course, every year, no fewer than a dozen people fell into the ice holes and either froze to death or drowned.

Spider-web-like cracks covered half of his face, and as he spoke, pieces of skin tissue would fall off.

Wei Xianting and Ning Yu discussed it and still felt that if they could go to Jinghai City, they should, as the conditions there were much better.

The "Cleansing Spirit Water" washed away the blockages and impurities in the "Yang Qiao Vessel," making the cultivation of this meridian much smoother.

Zhao Zhi wasn't as ruthless in business as Chen Ze and Qin Boyang. If Chen Ze opened an inn, he would charge at least ten taels of silver a day, and Qin Boyang would likely start at twenty.

As if having found its target, the Diamond Behemoth tossed aside the arm it had been gnawing on and roared as it charged toward the hunting team’s position.

"We've added a fresh force to our ranks; next time we can compete with old Ju and his crowd again," Lai Yonghong said. It seemed they had clashed with the Daxing gang before and hadn't fared well.

On June 6th, the Duke of Wellington completed the liberation of the Kingdom of Portugal and subsequently led his troops into Spain to fight against the French army.

Liangyi Zhi spoke without looking up, and after hearing her words, what could Li Lin do other than shrug?

For the vast majority of ordinary people, a concert is the only way to see their favorite idols in person.

By this point in the campaign, Chen Xi had been fighting without sleep or rest for half a month, leading his people to carve a path of blood and bones through the enemy's army.

How should one put it? This man’s "hardware configuration" was the kind that would make any man look and click his tongue in envy, because even Huang Liangyue fell just a little short.