118. Seeking Only a Life Bound to One Alone

At this moment, nations across the globe were rushing madly toward Huaxia. The other party, however, was simply selling elixirs at will. Naturally, they sold them generously, as the customers were essentially delivering money.

Yin Tianxu did not tell the truth. He waited in the rooms of Yu Yao and Wen Cang, not merely to avoid disturbing the Princess, but more importantly, to investigate whether Yu Yao was sleeping in the same room as Wen Cang each night, so he could report back to the Emperor.

Qiao Huan and Xiao Zhe mastered a magic trick, using their own magic to serve as protection.

The dark shadow spoke, turning around to reveal himself as Wen Qi. However, there was a faint crimson glow at the corners of his eyes, and the spider lily on his face was no longer flickering in and out, but fully manifested, its stem winding down to his neck and deep into his collar. He looked even more sinister than before.

Upon hearing Fang Xinyi’s words, Yu Jianghong’s face turned ashen; he said nothing more and simply left.

Reflecting on this, Wen Qi smiled, which sent a shiver down Wen Yuheng’s spine. What kind of stimulation could have caused this guy—whose wife had been missing for months—to actually be able to laugh?

The wedding news was successfully blown out of proportion, making the business headlines the next day, and the entire city was abuzz with discussion.

Although Cheng Jiahao had treated Brother Nan reasonably well since his release from prison, the world of Nanzhou had already changed after four years of incarceration, and it was impossible for Cheng Jiahao to employ him again.

Early that morning, Yu Yao had moved a set of bedding to the floor. A massive screen depicting a colorful phoenix facing the sun stood as a barrier between her and the bed.

The green bamboo stalks reached heights of over a hundred feet, their foliage incredibly dense. The segments of the bamboo were so distinct that one felt as though they were immersed in an ocean of green.

She was stunned not only by Yu Moye’s long, steady breath, which allowed him to speak such a long passage without pausing, but also by the content of his words.

Because Li Yuancheng was a master at the peak of the late Immortal Emperor stage, and he was only at the peak of the late Immortal Monarch stage, any telepathic message sent to Yun Jianchen would inevitably be intercepted by Li Yuancheng.

Pan Yanni had previously stated that once a crack appeared in the Spirit-Law Robe, it would immediately lose its effectiveness.

Just as the red light turned green, the car started up again. Mu Wange, unwilling to engage with Gu Yanshen, turned her head away to signal her refusal to speak.

Eventually, Feng Yuting sighed and accepted the shares she had returned. They were her mother’s belongings, and she had a duty to defend them.

As I entered the venue, I glanced at the audience. Shen Chuhan was truly popular; every seat was filled.

"What is the meaning of this? I can't figure it out. How do you still have the leisure to sit here and chat?" Gu Yue’s voice was cold, as if she were the one sharing a life-or-death bond with Mo Li and Qian Liming.

Truthfully, her influence on Jin Mobei was immense. While she helped him wash other areas, he was clearly suppressing his desires, holding back with great difficulty.

He intentionally told the amnesiac Murong Qian about the incident, then let Murong Qian tell him the truth. Of course, Tang Yu could not guarantee that the Water God hadn't discovered him.

This constitution was countless times stronger than Qin Mo’s normal state; it was definitely a physique that reached the pinnacle among the Seven Stars.

But once she stepped out of the duty room and discovered that Qin Mo was not waiting for her outside, that he was not by her side, she began to feel afraid.

As soon as he was out of Yan Ruyi’s line of sight, he immediately took out his phone and dialed Fang Qingya’s number.

In this shopping mall, one had to go to the center to pay. Liu Daiyu couldn't be bothered to pay at every individual shop, so she planned to pay for everything at once after she finished shopping.

They had long since dug tunnels in the city. When Ying Yi’s army attacked, they transferred their seventy thousand troops to hide on Peach Blossom Mountain outside the city. Now, these tunnels were their final escape route.

Zuo Mo called a taxi to haul away all the second-hand goods, and the house instantly became empty. However, when Zuo Mo turned on the faucet, the water was filthy and carried a strange odor; it was unclear how long the house had been vacant.

The night wind whistled, and hundreds of thousands of troops wound their way along the Wuding River, where the sound of ice breaking could be faintly heard.

"I don't know you!" the ferryman denied it flatly, while his other hand hurriedly tugged at his bamboo hat, pulling the brim lower to cover half his face.

Li Xianhe’s voice came from the other end, sounding as if he were shopping in a supermarket, surrounded by loud, chaotic noise.

"Is that so? Then don't blame me for being impolite." Garfield clenched his fists.

He wanted to take a deep breath because, in these ten minutes, he had touched at least a dozen corpses, some of which were piled on top of each other. However, judging by the feel of the military uniforms and the items on the bodies, these were all Japanese soldiers.

From here, one could see the roofs of the flat-roofed houses below, the grid-like streets, and the people and cars moving upon them.

To those who understood the Street of Oblivion, Hans was an old man worthy of everyone's respect.

The Japanese soldiers on the beach were tense and busy. They had defensive fortifications, and their officers screamed frantically, ordering their men to prepare to resist Lin Tian’s attack.

Ye Zi’er stared blankly at the donation notification on her phone screen, seemingly unaware of Lin Cheng’s words.

Ling Jin stared at her with fierce, menacing eyes, her hands on her hips. Her cheeks were flushed red, especially where Ke Huan had pinched them.

Fortunately, there was a rule in the assessment that students from the same academy would not encounter each other before reaching the top eight in the first round, so Eike and the others did not need to worry about fighting among themselves and wasting points.

Wei Shang continued to use his Golden Shield, yet the fourth lightning strike shattered it. But this time, the ping-pong ball struck Wei Shang’s paddle; instead of knocking it away, the ball stopped and dropped.

Ma Long clutched his chest, feeling as if countless poisonous elements were rampaging through his body. Those poisons were invisible and intangible, impossible to capture.

If he had known her back had been scratched by porcelain shards, he would never have forced himself upon her. Even if he were angry and impatient, he would have dragged her to the hospital to treat the wounds.

"I was afraid that if I disturbed you, you would be even more unhappy. I thought I would return before you, and it wouldn't affect you, which is why I didn't say anything. Since you are unhappy, I won't do it again!" She lifted her neck slightly and gently gripped his arm.