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This had been the thought shared by Zhang Chuchu and the others.

But now, seeing Su Yunjin eating raw meat, the others were all astonished.

There was even a trace of fear in their eyes. The way they looked at her was almost as though they were staring at a monster.

Su Yunjin, however, was eating with great relish. Only after swallowing a mouthful did she wrinkle her features slightly and answer Zhang Xiaoxiao, “Actually, a little.”

“But just now, I suddenly thought that our border guards can only…”

When he had come to China to attend the exchange conference this time, he had planned to bring his wife along, intending to take advantage of the rare opportunity to spend a few days traveling around China.

It was completely empty, yet a glimpse of white fabric instantly vanished into the surrounding darkness, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

“Xuan’er, we’ve stayed in Qingning Hall these past few days and haven’t even properly explored the Three Great Palaces. Since we have some free time today, let’s go have a look.” After remaining in the same place for several days, Lan Weixun was beginning to grow tired of it, no matter how comfortable their days had been.

Wrapped in a blanket and half reclining on a couch, she was drifting in and out of sleep when she sensed someone entering her room. She abruptly opened her eyes and saw a shadow slip in through the doorway, quietly approaching her.

Meng Mianchun ran upstairs. Parched from walking so far, he reached out, took the teacup from Liu Zhaoying’s hand, and gulped down an entire bowl of tea.

But when he thought of how his opponent was about to lose the match—losing both the contest and his wife—he became happy again.

He had tried to break the chains, only to discover that it was completely impossible. They had been forged from a special material and merely resembled iron in appearance. Escaping the shackles would therefore be no easy task, much like the old man trapped by Na’er.

To be honest, Yuxue Ye was a glutton too, and the extent of his obsession with food was in no way inferior to Lan Weixun’s.

“Yufan, how do you know that seeing a woman is beautiful means you must favor her?” she asked, probing more deeply.

“Snap!” The fish caught on the hook were packed too tightly together. As they struggled, they knocked several of the fish already hooked back into the stream. Ning Qiwei hurriedly lifted the fishing rod and counted the fish remaining on the hooks. Good heavens—six plump fish had been caught on a single cast.

Jiang Chengce was like a magnet. The instant he appeared, he drew Yuner’s gaze. She immediately ran toward him and, looking up, wrapped both arms around his legs.

Yan Yi released Gu Chen and dropped heavily onto the ground. Kicking his feet wildly, he unexpectedly began to cry.

The Potential Beast immediately threw back its head and roared excitedly. “Roar!” At the same time, it sprang into the air, following the Gifted Beast, hoping to seize the opportunity to kill the silver-haired youth in one stroke.

Most of the Demon Race’s forces belonged to the Beast Race, and those who came to war were all carnivores. The herbivorous members of the Demon Race would never appear on a battlefield unless it were a war of annihilation; perhaps only then would the savagery in their blood be roused.

The carriage driver was burly and thickset, with enormous, bell-like eyes. At a glance, he was clearly a formidable warrior. Ran Min gave him a meaningful look, and he understood at once. With a sly chuckle, he urged the carriage closer to Chen Rong’s.

Feng Luoyu and Ran Luoxue suddenly felt an itch in their palms. When they lowered their heads, they found that at some point, each of them had acquired a jade pendant carved with a dragon design.

The young man saw her staring blankly at him, neither agreeing nor refusing. For a moment, the smile hovering at the corners of his lips looked somewhat awkward.

While Gu Chen rested his chin in both hands, two exceedingly faint points of light drifted beside him—one tinged with gold amid the red, the other pure white from head to toe.

“In the battle at Spirit Canyon, heroes emerged among the young. The children of the Flame Dragon truly live up to their reputation.” Cold Heavenwater always wore the same calm smile.

Ye Fan was slightly startled and turned around, only to see a middle-aged man lying on the ground. The fireball had missed Ye Fan and struck the middle-aged man who had intercepted it in front of him instead.

As Liu Shuisheng walked down the street, the cold wind cooled his head, and he finally remembered that he still had important business to attend to. He stopped a passerby and asked which blacksmith’s shop charged the least for forging iron tools.