Chapter 159: Ji Yajing! (Seeking Full Book Subscriptions)

That soft and charming voice made Fu Lin's heart flutter.

Immediately, a sweet smile crept onto his face. "Your voice sounds so nice like this."

"When has my voice ever not sounded nice?"

Su Yunjin retorted with a hint of playful arrogance. Her reflection in the floor-to-ceiling glass still bore traces of fatigue, yet her mood was remarkably relaxed.

[Welcome]

In the darkness, the sound of the electronic lock echoed.

Su Yunjin looked toward the sound...

Dongfang Yunyang glanced at the situation of the Ninth Ninja Unit and felt a helpless inwardly. He could roughly guess the current battle situation; the enemy's defensive strength was formidable, and it would probably be extremely difficult for them to easily capture the target fortress.

"Therefore!" A terrifying aura flashed and vanished in an instant. The black shadow that burst forth directly crushed the air, exclaiming a deep, devouring darkness and evil.

"Oh dear..." Suddenly, Ji Qingcheng hopped on one foot, holding her hands in front of her chest, making an adorable yet troubled expression.

Heart-rending screams echoed endlessly. Under the corrosion of the purple rain, the golden armor turned pitch black, dissolving like melting ice blocks.

Daiyu smiled upon hearing him resolve the awkward moment, especially since his phrasing was so... peculiar.

At the end of his words, his slender eyes grew exceptionally gloomy in the night, but when they fell upon her, the darkness melted away with the wind.

However, he reconsidered: Never mind. Brother Liang has taken such good care of me all the way, providing all the food and daily necessities without ever uttering a single complaint of grievance. It is only right for me to show what I can do tonight.

"Lele, what did he do to you?" Hearing this, Yu Sizhe suddenly glared fiercely at Lin Chuyi, his face filled with murderous intent.

Yu Sheng and Shen Hongni also dropped the thoroughly dead Zhuang Ting, fixing their burning gazes like torches on the black-robed, sword-bearing man who posed the greatest threat in the arena.

A thick streak of blood, as thick as an arm, rolled down! Landing squarely on the top of his head. In a flash, Jiang Chang'an's robes were shredded into tattered rags, his upper body almost bare. Golden light slithered along his skin through all his meridians, and after a single strike of bloody lightning, a dull pain surged in his chest as he clenched his fists.

After a burst of gunfire inside the room, the bullets seemed to be exhausted as someone reloaded. Heitie seized the opportunity, pulled a cross-shaped key from his embrace, and inserted it into the keyhole.

In just a few brief sentences spoken by Wen Ming, his Yin-Yang body shifted at least seven or eight times.

Among the European royal families, the Cacciali family was an important card, and Lina was responsible for liaising with them. Now was the time to play it.

"City Lord, I'm sorry, I failed your expectations. The opponent has formidable martial artists whom we cannot afford to provoke!" Shadow Kill said respectfully, cupping his fists.

"What the fuck! You're the placenta, your whole family is a placenta!" Wei Wuji felt as if he was about to be blown into a rage by this Tang Tian, cursing like a madman!

"Vice Chairman Wang, he is Tang Tian!" Wang Dahu immediately understood and pointed loudly at Tang Tian, who was wearing headphones and watching a video.

Yan Rusuo was well aware of the disparity in their strengths; even with her newfound special abilities, she dared not confront Da Kui and Da Song head-on.

Recalling her first meeting with Ye Tian—the embarrassing incident where Ye Tian had grabbed her chest, a pristine beauty untouched by any man throughout her entire life—Shangguan Qianwei's face instantly turned crimson red.

At that moment, my heart was filled with excitement. Grandfather's words were extremely clear in logic, and he didn't look like he was joking at all. Could everything Grandfather said actually be true?

"Hey, hey, hey! Handsome, didn't you hear me calling you?" Chang Jianfeng waved repeatedly at the male waiter.

Meanwhile, after spending some time leaving her residence here, Mouri Ran delivered the food she had prepared to another house.

This outing was merely a gathering for all members, a banquet of sorts, an alternative 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons'.

However, that being said, although Lin Siniang and the others had bounties on their heads, the rewards were much lower compared to those offered by the Spirit Department.