47 My Unlucky Childhood Sweetheart (20)

Yang Ming thought to himself that things were looking bad. He hurried forward a couple of steps while raising his spell shield, his fists clenched tight, though he was still some distance away from Pu Qingling. With a flick of his right hand, the man drew a sharp sword from his sleeve that looked like a short ruler, and thrust it straight toward Pu Qingling's waist.

Ling Tian frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the bolt of lightning behind him. Then, his figure abruptly spun around, dodging the lightning strike, before tumbling once more to shoot away toward the left side.

The Empress Dowager was a person of deep sentiment; once she learned the specific details of the matter, she would inevitably take the issue all the way to the Emperor and the Empress.

Yang Bo was momentarily stunned before he raised his gaze to look ahead. He saw a crowd gathered in front, with He Qifeng and several battalion commanders among them, arguing noisily. He had no idea what had happened.

Without the slightest hesitation, the High Priest told Luo Tianque everything he knew. After blurting it all out in one breath, he could not help but pant slightly.

The person before him was the bride he had yearned to marry with all his heart. Having gone through countless hardships along the way, every memory of it now tasted sweet.

He knew that Ling Tian cared nothing for other things, and even felt that what he said had nothing to do with Mu Chenxue, but was simply the heartfelt expression of his true feelings.

"Feng Qingzhan, let go of me! It's broad daylight, what are you trying to do?" Ye Fuyi lowered her voice, her eyes inevitably brimming with anger.

Within the previously desolate and uninhabited jungle, black and white lights suddenly appeared, growing increasingly distinct and even showing signs of blending together.

Striking heavily against the giant Kun, the beast struggled a few times before vanishing into thin air, transforming into a sky full of spiritual energy that drifted down to nourish the primordial world.

Mo Yuqi's hands were soft and delicate, something Wei Feng had already experienced. However, he had not expected that her soft, delicate hands would feel so comforting while massaging his body. He could not help but close his eyes, enjoying a moment that countless men would envy.

Luo's father sighed with emotion, saying that he had finally grown sensible and wanted to make a career for himself of his own accord. On the spot, he generously promised that as long as Luo Yuan genuinely wanted to undertake this venture, the family would give him their full support; but if he was still just messing around, they would surely flay him alive.

At last, the bonfire inside the cave had burned down, leaving only the flickering embers beneath the ash. Even so, the warmth circulating within the cave only grew stronger rather than fading.

Upon hearing that they were leaving, Ouyang Bingbing abruptly raised her head. Blinking her large eyes, she asked, "Are we—are we going to cross?" Her tone was full of reluctance to part.

However, for Doro, the fortune at that time lay on Baladi's side, so as the streets and houses of his old acquaintances appeared one by one, Doro became deeply trapped within them.

Daring though Ren Ling was, she did not dare to joke about this matter any further. She immediately shook her head repeatedly, and finally let out a sigh: "I am suffocating with boredom too. Look at this journey—crying is not allowed, laughing is not allowed. It is terribly uncomfortable."

"Alright! Assistant Zhang! I will wait for you right at the entrance of the Party School," Sun Jiang replied respectfully.

Up in the sky, anyone with a discerning eye could tell from the two people's battle that Karin was at a disadvantage. Because neither her injuries nor her battle aura had fully recovered, it was difficult for her to launch powerful attacks, and she could only defend herself wearily.

With a loud clatter, the sound of Dr. Anderson's voice echoed from the doorway, startling the playful mongooses and sending them scurrying in a panic toward the purification plant.

Unwritten rules are everywhere, thoroughly utilized across many industries. Once we obtain our driver's licenses, we will each go our separate ways down our respective broad roads.

Yang Mei's exclusive formula was infinitely precious and hidden in an unknown location; it required both her palm print and facial recognition to be successfully retrieved.

To say he shouldn't be blamed, and even less so hated—yet how could one not blame him now? How could one not hate him?

In truth, the director of a biotechnology company did not need to know everything, but because Yang Mei deliberately wanted to make things difficult for Long Jun, she had set up this test.

The handyman was momentarily stunned, followed by a look of utter disbelief in his eyes. He had been hiding among such a large crowd back then; even when recalling it later, he himself could hardly tell whether he had been the one to lead the charge. Yet this fellow before him had recognized and remembered him with just a single glance, especially since he had even disguised himself today!

Sending him into the terrestrial legion was merely the first step. While tempering him through trials, it was also preparation to make a move within the military. As for how exactly it would be carried out, there was no way of knowing.

They said a young official had instructed them to do so, and at most, they only knew that the young official was not the ultimate mastermind either, but was merely acting under orders.

After dinner, Li Qinghe unusually did not go pestering Gong Jingshi, but instead hid in his room and began plotting the assassination of Li Tian.

After casually thumbing through the roster of regiment members and roughly understanding their strength, Jia Zhengjin turned to the adventurer guild's skill interface.

As for Yang Mei, Long Jun firmly believed that apart from her cold arrogance, she had no ambition whatsoever to vie for power.

Suyang smiled and stepped forward first. To slaughter these people, he did not even need to unleash his battle prowess; his physical strength alone was more than enough.

Ji Xiaohe actually found it a bit amusing, but since her husband was currently furious, she felt too embarrassed to laugh. She tugged at Yi Zike's sleeve, signaling him to sit down.

That day at Liu Shanshan's place, she had grabbed a handful of snacks and sat at the entrance of the shop, eating them while watching the rain, and had caught a glimpse of him.

There was a downward spiral staircase here, beside which wall sconces cast a faint, flickering light. The ancient stone bricks were still stained with viscous brown liquid and fetal membrane residues, indicating that the Abyss Mother Worm had emerged from this very exit.

"You've grown so big. When I was eleven, I even held you—back then you were only two years old and still crying your eyes out because Bill snatched your toy." Looking at Charlie's face, which had darkened by several shades, Xiuxiu found herself somewhat unable to react.

Taking the VIP elevator straight up to the top floor, they found the space carpeted in wine red, with clusters of blue enchantresses blooming in dewy freshness. The brilliant sunlight was refracted by the crystal windows into fractured halos, looking even more romantic than candlelight. Right in the center stood a dining table, where a chef was waiting for them.

Bai Min raised his bowl of wine, swept his gaze across the circle, and drained it once more, drinking together with the jubilant soldiers.

Heath tried a few more times from different angles, and each time yielded the same result. Clearly, there were no physical mechanisms here.

Xiuxiu wrote her divination homework for a while. Because Snape was brewing a calming potion next to her, it only made her already drowsy self even more unable to keep her eyes open.

Looking at the cotton-padded robe fitting the man perfectly, Madam Liu's eyes instantly turned crimson, as if ablaze with roaring flames.

Therefore, the upper echelons of the ancient beasts would most likely choose to endure their raging fury for the time being, and then press on to slaughter their way toward the seventh city. Of course, wanting to find another opportunity to bully the weak like this would be difficult; the ancient beast army probably wouldn't leave their young behind to linger and gorge themselves.