Volume 1, Chapter 65: Li Yuanyuan!

Right now, Su Qingwan cared little whether she could manage to escape. To be defiled by such a man—she would truly rather die. The cold, hard pebbles pierced her bare feet. Ignoring the piercing pain, she only wanted to leave this place, to go as far away as possible.

"Has he returned?" Su Ying'er did not turn back, asking indifferently. Ever since returning from the seaside, Leng Ao had gone out and had not returned until now.

These words felt like a gentle breeze sweeping across his heart, leaving Li Wenyan itching inside and making his throat tighten somewhat. It was terrible; he was growing less and less resistant to her. All it took was a single emotional glance from her, a single soft whisper, and his yearning for her became uncontrollable and uncontainable.

A bright yellow curtain swayed in the breeze, and the hanging tassels brushed against the edge of the soft couch, maintaining the supreme imperial majesty even in this dangerous moment of confrontation. Everything seen in those eyes brooked not the slightest trace of audacious infringement.

He understood where his father's pent-up sorrow lay. As a son, he should all the more proactively understand his father and bring closure to that long-unresolved matter in his heart! Therefore, everything he did for Shangguan Wan'er truly struck a chord with Li Dan's heart, moving Li Dan to tears that moistened his eyes.

Perhaps this was what they called the caprice of fate? In his past life, he had killed countless people, while his elder sister had saved countless people! Yet in this lifetime, it had turned out that his sister had killed countless people instead! Compared to this, wouldn't he, Luo Li, be considered kinder than his sister now? Thinking along these lines, Luo Li even laughed at his own absurd notion.

Staring at the serial number on the robot's belt, the blue-haired man regained a bit of energy and began trying to communicate with it, testing whether the robot's programming was still functioning normally.

That was not the sound produced when Gokudera's bomb was launched, but the sound generated when the Ten-Year Bazooka took effect.

A peerless force could be clearly seen surging from atop that barrier. In just a moment, it enveloped the entire peak, emitting a brilliant and dazzling radiance. As the worldly gloss faded away, what met the eye outside the barrier was merely a hazy, desolate expanse with nothing left, not even a trace of the mountain peak in sight.

Xuehui glanced at Chu Sitong, and only after receiving a nod did she bow to the two of them and turn to leave the hall.

"Basi, you and Batu fled to Jingzhou ten years ago. Today, I will certainly make Batu pay in blood and take back the territory of Jingzhou," said Jiuhuang.

Following the sound of crying into the nursery, Uncle Sun was found fainted on the floor, while Jing Yunnuan was sprawled beside him, weeping bitterly.

"N... no need, I don't usually care much for shrimp," Gao Meifen hurriedly said, making up an excuse. If it were someone like Jun Jinzhi shelling them for her, she would naturally be a hundred times willing, but if it were changed to Jiang Yaoming, she only found it sickening.

"That depends on the authenticity of your assessment. As long as your assessment is unpadded, the investors should make a prudent choice. Once operations begin, they will likely be even more anxious than I am to secure the funding," said Wang Peng.

The Chinese Dream, the dream of the people,
The dream of reunion, the dream of prosperity and strength.
Dreams are the launchpad of life;
With a dream, there comes a beautiful life.

She did not often see Jun Jinyan drink, and even when he drank in front of her, it was usually just a sip, never drinking so much all at once like today.

With a half-sway of his body, Li Nan darted straight in front of those three zombies. Just as they came lunging with open claws, Li Nan had already driven his screwdriver into the skull of one zombie.

"Oh, stop messing around. I feel like I've met Yuan Muze, but in my memory, there's no one with the surname Yuan," Qian Ruoruo said with an amused smile.

My sweat broke out instantly: Who could believe there would be such precise guidance from an expert and the help of a noble benefactor?

Li Rangli led the suicide squad and quietly waited for the Japanese devils' cannons to open fire, so they could trace the muzzle flash and sound to track them down. However, the devils were exceptionally cunning, using only grenade launchers to illuminate the open ground with flare shells. Seeing that the Chinese army was not launching a mass charge, they did not fire any long-range artillery.

Having been roasted by everyone for so long, the Zom-romance arc is about to end. The next plane is Perfect World, please show your support.

This person, who should have been the most important figure by the side of Donghuang Taiyi, did not have a single trace of his appearance in my awakening memories. I knew the memories awakening in my mind were incomplete, but no matter how incomplete, should I really not have remembered such an important figure?

After finishing, the minister counselor turned and left Mase Taro's bedroom to return and rest, because at that moment, he was also overcome with sleepiness and had barely managed to handle this urgent official business; otherwise, he could not have rested.

It was the first full year since Rong Xian's son was born, and Rong Xian had sent out invitations early in the morning. Both Su Wuyang and Qin Fangbai had to attend. As Qin Fangbai's good friend and business partner, not only did they have to go, but they also had to prepare a generous gift.

"Uh, are you alright?" Compared to Qin Fanghai, who was now staring with frightened eyes, Baobei calmly turned her head to look at him.

Xia Yang took a step forward, blocking in front of Zhu Houzhao, and thus neutralized this burst of internal energy. Although Duan Tianya and Shangguan Haitang were no weaklings, they were still more than a notch below two supreme masters like Zhu Wushi and Cao Zhengchun, and they quickly retreated to avoid being caught in the shockwave.

"Promise me, don't mention it again." An Chenxi gently gripped my hand. His hand was broad and fair, and my hand was enveloped in his palm—warm and soft. I wanted to withdraw it, but he did not let go.

Queuing up to buy things had delayed them, and by the time they went in, the movie had already started. Except for the glowing screen, the entire hall required finding seats by relying on the faint light at the bottom of the steps.

"He means that if King Jing knew he was claiming illness to avoid serving as this Chief Secretary and angrily dismissed him in a fit of rage, that would be for the best," Jiang Yanming said with utter helplessness. Li Danyue let out a 'ha' of a chuckle—he sure was hoping to have his cake and eat it too!

Moxialan furrowed his brows in utter distress. Just one month felt unbearable to him, let alone a whole year!

I watched with my own eyes as she effortlessly leaped out of the window, landing lightly on the ground without making a sound.

Early in the morning, a little past six o'clock, You Zishi got up full of vigor, washed up, and went to knock on Suyi's door.

White light spewed and swallowed; the violent shockwave diffused across the surface of the intensely flickering magic-runed scales. The emerald-green toxic mist shifted elsewhere, and upon touching the surrounding walls, torches, and ground, it immediately began to corrode violently.

He frowned and gazed into the distance. Descending from the towering Mount Tamor, the thick, unyielding black clouds dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Sunlight stretched from the Tamor Highlands all the way to the Black Marsh, and large swaths of clearing gave the entire path a fresh new look, making the Black Marsh Manor perched atop it all the more conspicuous.