Volume 1, Chapter 31: Thank You, Gu Chengfeng~

Though she remained passive while awake, once fast asleep, she could no longer restrain her body’s instincts. Of course, it is also possible that while he used her as a body pillow, to her, he was merely a multi-functional piece of bedding that provided warmth and support.

However, it likely wasn't Li Li... After all, he appeared quite respectful and scholarly; he wouldn't be the type to kick down a door.

"You know I’ve already dispatched the Silver Fox; I’m afraid you’ll interfere with my plans. This battle now belongs not only to you but also to me and Xiang Shangtian. I’m locked in a standoff with him now—do you understand?" Han Haoran found a reasonable justification for himself.

Hu Xiuying was among those watching from the sidelines. Initially, she had only intended to join the fun, but upon seeing her third son chatting with the driver, her heart began to flutter with anxiety.

In truth, her mother’s work at the Liang household was quite easy, yet her salary kept rising. Now, her monthly income even exceeded that of many white-collar workers.

Chang Jiu eyed Li Linhuai coldly, a sneer curling her lips. "Li Linhuai, I laid down today, but I don't even know if I’ll be alive to rise tomorrow."

"Fine, if you don't want to participate, that’s your choice, but why make up such pathetic excuses? Could I force you?" Zhang Tingting said, caught between laughter and tears.

Because the hotel was crawling with paparazzi, they couldn't enter together to avoid suspicion. Since the film crew had already cleared out, Chu Xun didn't refuse and sat down right on the ground.

Chang Jiu didn't agree immediately. She tried moving first, and the soreness and weakness that had plagued her were gone, nor did she feel any discomfort. She frowned in thought, trying to recall last night’s events, but she found herself hazy, unable to tell if it had been a dream or a living reality.

Li Cheng was quite well-behaved afterward, focusing diligently on his acting. Perhaps because his credit cards were frozen and he had nothing better to do, he arrived even earlier than before.

Within the view of her black pupils, a precise and complex, otherworldly blue radiance—unique to a technocrat—softened her sexiness and washed over her with a cold, icy hue.

"Just as bass buckles can catch any fish except bass, there is no fish in fish-flavored eggplant, and the dish name 'husband and wife lung slices' has its own logical origin," Mag said with a smile.

"Meihua, you shouldn't put it that way. I only stayed there because I consider Bai Feifan a friend," Yang Anni replied.

Scout leader Ma Shizhen led thirty-six cavalrymen north into Gaizhou to investigate enemy movements, only to encounter nearly a hundred Qing cavalry by surprise. Ma Shizhen led his men in a fierce counter-attack, killing forty-two of the enemy and capturing two at the cost of four dead and twelve wounded.

Michael was equally bewildered. The City Lord’s mansion hadn't arranged any teleportation arrays at Mamy Restaurant; even the one leading to the Sealed Lands was located in the plaza. How could one have been set up at Boss Mag’s place?

The sound of rushing water grew louder. If nothing goes wrong, we should be able to see it after rounding the bend ahead.

At the same time, the professor rolled down the car window, using his psychic powers to guide the horses toward the vehicle.

If they were not pushed to the brink of despair, would they ever surrender? And who could say they wouldn't surrender one moment only to rebel the next?

The previously balanced combat power was shattered. The livestream was instantly flooded with the clamor of Carbon Black Gold fans, and the support percentage for "Disciple of the Gods" surged far ahead. Mo Shu’s fans felt what it was like to be powerless.

Meng Lang smacked his lips, scratched his chiseled abs, and rolled over to continue sleeping without responding.

In the Western Regions, where the magic light erupted, lay the Boundless Mountains and Seas. At that same moment, countless demon beasts within them let out heaven-shaking roars. Beast Kings, and even Beast Emperors, began to gather. It was clear another terrifying beast tide was imminent, plunging the nine major garrison cities into panic once more.

Actually, if he wanted to see him, it wouldn't be difficult, Sun Suhe muttered to himself. The guy's advertisements were everywhere; it would be harder not to see him. Sun Suhe scanned his surroundings and spotted a giant screen on a nearby building, scrolling through a mobile phone ad featuring Zhou Yiqing.

Qi Guo didn't look elsewhere; instead, she opened StarGuest, a database similar to Baidu Baike but far more comprehensive. As long as it didn't involve private matters, one could find almost anything there.

"As for this, do you know what Chen Jianming’s specific plans are?" Alice asked, looking at Sun Suhe.

Jing Yan, originally a cold, handsome man of noble bearing, transformed into a bewitching enchantress with a slight change; Qi He, too, shifted from a scholarly, handsome youth into a sunny, charismatic boy, while Qi Guo changed from a dignified and elegant fairy into a sunny, simple-minded girl.

Lacking that direct observation at the exhibition, it was naturally impossible to determine the old man's true cultivation level.

Of course that wasn't the case; it was simply that since he had decided to be airtight, he naturally wouldn't break into a home in front of so many people.

"Heizi, let’s go! The sooner we start, the sooner we finish! Passenger transport is a light and lucrative job. If it weren't for our cousin, how would it ever fall to the two of us? Be sharp and work hard! If we do well, the master might even give us a tip!" Liu Zhiwei patted Yu Heizi on the shoulder heavily.

"Are you here specifically to congratulate me?" Qi Guo raised an eyebrow, though she was secretly quite pleased.

The car lights were off, and Fu Xun’s face was hidden in the gloom of the night. The neon lights flashing outside the window cast sharp contours on his face, making his expression seem cold and eerie.

Suddenly, a figure appeared: one half of their face was as beautiful as a celestial being, while the other was of a strange color and severely rotted. Behind them, they dragged a straw mat, upon which lay an extremely disheveled man.

As it turned out, while the other performers were busy preparing, Old Leng had slipped away the moment his watchers looked away, playing hide-and-seek in the nursing home.

Chu Tian wore a relaxed expression, the corners of his mouth lifting. Regarding the Demon Soul, he truly didn't care at all.

"Kill or dismember me as you please; I, Fang Tiangang, will never suffer this humiliation!" Fang Tiangang declared with a look of resignation.

After running for ten minutes, far from the site of the fight, Lu Chen had intended to head to the outskirts or an empty park to heal his wounds, but he was forced to stop in his tracks.