Volume 1, Chapter 58: Confessed To
Speaking of which, it is also time to tidy up my Purple Mansion realm; otherwise, my cultivation level will just keep hovering at this stage.
After Liu Feier's arrival, she drew even more attention. Unlike Dongfang Wu's elfin liveliness and Ye Lingfei's cold arrogance, Liu Feier possessed a natural allure. Every glance and smile of hers could captivate souls, making her the ultimate bedroom companion every man dreams of.
Yet there was no helping it; Master Yi was a pure-hearted and handsome man, and he would never resort to forcing anyone.
"What exactly do you want? Could it be that my existence makes you feel threatened?" Lin Weiwei asked with a smile.
Caught completely off guard, a crawling zombie seized the opportunity to lunge and charge straight at Zou Qin. "Clang!" Lu Xuan's alloy heavy shield suddenly appeared right in front of Zou Qin. Although he knew Zou Qin wouldn't be hit by this crawling zombie, Lu Xuan had no intention of letting the creature break into their defensive formation.
"My mother? The essence of life? Reshaping a living body?" I looked at her in confusion. In an instant, a terrifying thought flashed through my mind.
Indeed, before Shangguan Ling'er's arrival, although they had lost their freedom, their lives were not in danger. But now, they were forced to make such a cruel decision—all because Shangguan Ling'er had given them hope, only to lead them down a dead end.
Everyone heard the sound of a gunshot, but Fang Cheng was still standing there safe and sound, with his hands hidden behind his back showing no sign of movement.
"Commander, do we need to dispatch ground detection robots?" Dong Hao asked directly at this moment.
"Thank you, Junior Brother. Safe journey." Fang Cheng's etiquette was also impeccable; after all, traveling outside represented the face of Netherworld City, and he could not tarnish its reputation.
As she walked down the street tasting various local foods, her heart was filled with thoughts of Lin Mehuan's handsome face—stern yet tinged with tenderness: She had only been away from him for a little while, yet she missed him so dearly.
"Is there really nothing that can be done to save this?" Tong Guiguai looked at the elderly man with temples frosted with white, feeling a dull ache in her heart.
"It is foolish indeed, which is why I found someone even more foolish than myself," Shen Xinyyi sighed with emotion. Even if they had reached the very end, even if they were truly to die here, it would still be fine as long as she could accompany Gu Yi.
Li Dazhuang was terrified out of his wits. Yesterday, he had thought he lost track of the Madam, and after resorting to threats, coercion, and enticement to finally confirm Tong Guiguai's room, he had managed to ease his mind. Yet this morning, he had almost overslept again, and he felt he urgently needed to eat something to calm his nerves.
Liu Xiaoyan was well aware of what had happened back then. She had left莫浅夏 when the latter was most lonely and in need of companionship. One could easily guess what kind of suffering莫浅夏 had endured without needing to think too deeply; the fact that she hadn't broken down was proof enough of her resilience.
The voice was very familiar. The moment she heard it,莫浅夏 recognized it as belonging to her butler. Turning around, she saw the neatly dressed steward—an old man in his fifties with very little hair left on top, completely bald in the center.
This place was brightly lit, unlike the wild mountain forest from earlier. Zhang Lei stepped out from one of the vehicles, looking quite dashing in a black suit.
"Is the outfit tailored by the seamstress a good fit? Are you satisfied, Sister?" Xiaoxiao's gaze shifted gracefully, her eyes as gentle and rippling as spring water.
The moment she got off work, Ella would immediately latch onto Tu Baobao. This had become Ella's habit in the nearly month since Tu Baobao started working here—as soon as work ended, she would go searching for Tu Baobao's figure, or more accurately, searching for the lunchbox in Tu Baobao's hands.
Xiong Peiyun was about to argue a few points when, suddenly hearing those words, he was struck dumb by the Lord Marquis's remark, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Inside the Escort Agency Association, an inconspicuous young man—or rather, a rather ugly young man—was currently at the counter processing the paperwork to join as an escort.
Zheng Ming ruthlessly mocked his opponent, hoping to shake the other's state of mind. At the same time, his pace did not slow down as he rapidly closed the distance between them.
Rumors constantly spread among the common folk that the allied forces of Ronan and Lain would join up with the army of the House of Gryphon, penetrating deep into the territory of the Celtic Kingdom from the towns under their control. Immediately afterward, under the watchful eyes of the public, the Ronan-Lain coalition made the move to withdraw their troops.
Aside from when they were hunting, beast-kin possessed immense patience and tolerance. Generally, they did not mind weaker creatures living within their territory. Unless someone had a death wish and blundered straight into their nesting grounds, they maintained a natural, laissez-faire attitude toward the ecosystem within their domain.
Whenever the Tianxuan Sect held its grand ancestral sacrifice ceremony in the past, it was always conducted internally, with outsiders barred from attending. Yet this time, for reasons unknown, they had leaked the news and invited other sects to visit the Tianxuan Sect as observers.
When facing a completely unfamiliar location, one needs to form a basic concept of the surrounding geographical environment so that the most effective solution can be found when danger strikes. This is also a way of preventing trouble before it occurs.
Elder Sang scolded him with a look of exasperation, but Shaoyang paid it no mind. With a chuckle, he produced a variety of magical treasures, talismans, formation disks, and spiritual herbs that he had no use for, and carefully explained the origins of each item to Elder Sang and the others.