Volume 1, Chapter 48: Qingqing, How Will You Choose?

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Xu Qingning could not break free, so she simply bit down on his neck in retaliation, even harder than the previous time.

It hurt, but it was nothing compared to the heartache Pei Xi felt when he saw her tears. He propped himself up with one hand, letting Xu Qingning vent her emotions, while his other hand gently stroked the back of her neck, silently indulging her behavior.

Now, many things that previously made no sense finally fell into place: why Pei Xi had not answered whether there were other real-world people in her mission, why Father Xu's attitude toward Pei Xi had been so intense, and why this side plot had been triggered...

Xu Qingning's first reaction was not joy, but fear.

They had repeatedly dropped hints trying to play matchmaker between the two. However, things turned out contrary to expectations; before they could successfully pair them up, Jingheng got married and had children with lightning speed.

Who would have thought that Jun Mo wouldn't mind it in the slightest, instead pulling her hand down and gently licking her fingertips.

Yu You found a luxury goods counter, originally just intending to look at the newly arrived clothes and buy any that fit well.

Now, after a mere half year, the aura emanating from his cheap apprentice-husband had grown several times stronger, faintly reaching a realm that even he found obscure. Meanwhile, Jiang Yunqing's aura had converged even more cleanly, clearly having made further progress compared to when he left.

Ou Ting did not shy away from playing dirty, ensuring that Ou Yan's vote would always go to Yu You.

Without the protection of Misty Academy, no matter how heaven-defying Gu Jinxiu's talent was, wouldn't she still be at their mercy?

Asia Group is a highly influential multinational animation corporation with its headquarters located on Xin Avenue in Tokyo City, not too far from the hotel where Zheng Guangxian and the others were staying. After about seven or eight minutes, everyone arrived at the entrance of Asia Group.

It happened that the proprietress was away today, and with a colleague standing guard outside for him, Luo Tianhuan felt completely at ease sleeping inside.

That was true. Jiang Yunqing was truly good to A-Ying; even biological sisters would likely find it hard to be that thorough and considerate.

Behind them were columns of soldiers holding powerful crossbows—some wielding foot-draw crossbows while others operated windlass crossbows. Their formidable might formed a steel-like square formation. Despite having only two years of training under their belt, and with many among them being recruits who still required practice, they marched with disciplined vigor.

This was a rule Su Muan had established in his own mansion: no talking during meals. Emilia, who frequently stayed at Su Muan's residence for periods of time, was naturally well aware of this. Therefore, Su Muan's remark was not directed at her, but rather at Old Rom, who was standing over there hesitating to speak.

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Zhou Wan, standing guard outside the door, sensed something was amiss the moment the main gates suddenly slammed shut, but Song Yisheng had confidently assured him that it would definitely succeed, instructing him to hold the fort for the time being of an incense stick. How dare he disobey?

Meanwhile, inside the Xu family estate and at an inn, Xu Feng and Zhang Cheng received the news simultaneously.

The male teacher sitting next to Zhao Guozhong could no longer restrain himself and struck the mini handbell placed on his table.

Three staff officers, all former members of the personal guard, argued back and forth over one another. At moments of excitement, they looked just like fighting cocks.

Unfortunately, these were all tricks Su Mu had long since discarded. Besides, when it came to a battle of words, Su Mu had never feared anyone.

Furthermore, if that receptionist's tone had not carried a hint of mockery, Liu Xu might have actually appreciated her actions at the time.

"Uh... I knew you would be surprised. Yes, I've fallen in love with your sister." Xu Tuo scratched his head in embarrassment, a blush gradually creeping across his cheeks.

He remembered the last time he came here with Fang Jinrui, when Fang Jinrui had unlocked the first few protective seals using ordinary City Lord's Mansion tokens. Only this final one was different, accessed using a red jade token.

If she didn't care at all, why would she still care about the other person's expression, demeanor, and words?

Her hearing must have been impaired as well, as she hadn't noticed Shui Yiren entering. She simply covered her lips with a handkerchief, coughing incessantly while occasionally mumbling incoherent words to comfort the child.

Entrusting the heavy responsibilities of the Fu family to him was fine, but how was he supposed to protect his beloved?

The staff in his hand flashed, freezing Wen Yanran in place. He even cast an invisible barrier around the area where he and Wen Yanran stood, attempting to cut off their voices so the third person in the room could not hear them.

Kongkong hadn't paid attention while descending, and besides, being a being from the Immortal Realm who looked down upon the Guangwu Continent, she had grown careless.

Fu Yan was not someone who easily got angry with others, but White Wolf's words instantly ignited her temper.

Meng Ting had died right before his eyes, and until his very last moment, he had not forgotten to defend the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom.

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The Su Beast God, who cut quite an imposing figure, raised his foot toward the crowd and walked over to the large cauldron, looking at the bubbling concoction inside.

Hearing these outrageous words from her, the three men each gave a soft cough, looking up at the sky, down at the ground, at each other, and at her—anywhere except at the three dark-faced figures who were already in a state of furious rage and itching to throw punches.

Zhong Xingyue felt as though her Dragon-Slaying Sword had struck empty air, hitting nothing at all. Yet when the dust cleared, she saw that all the half-demons were dead.

Hearing Mo Se's words, Xiao Ran put on an entirely innocent expression, resting a hand on the green tiles of the wall and pulling himself up into a sitting position. He dangled his legs in mid-air, kicking them back and forth as he narrowed his deep brown eyes to appraise Mo Se.

Down below, another droplet of sweat dripped from Mu Ling's brow. At the same time, his divine vision had already been driven to its absolute limit, and his arm was raised high, poised to swing down.

"What is to be done? Just replace the head of the Zhou family with someone new," Mu Ling said indifferently.

Though cultivating this ink orchid during winter was no easy task, he didn't care about that. However, he suddenly recalled Bai Youlan's unfathomable mastery of poisons. Since she specifically requested this ink orchid, could it be that she intended to use it to brew poison?

Duan Lida was overwhelmed by a massive wave of ecstasy, his eyes closed and his entire body trembling. He involuntarily made the passionate and expressive hand gestures of a symphony conductor finishing a movement.

"Anran, go take a look at Lingyu Pavilion. If the princess is there, bring her here," Gao Shiman said, turning her head.

With the poison entering his mouth, the masked assassin vaguely blurted out the name of their master before his breathing stopped forever.

Beside her, Ye Lufei handed her a glass of fruit juice and gently patted her back.

This person was none other than the Deputy Thousand-Householder in charge of the Jinyiwei in Taiyuan. Luo Hui had given him only one task: capture that Qing dynasty emissary.

Fortunately, it was easy to extinguish the excess flames. The bonfire was piled up and burning brightly once again. After finishing all this, You You suddenly raised his head to gaze up at the sky, holding the pose for a long time to prevent the tears welling in his eyes from streaming down his face.

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