Volume One Chapter 88: You Can Only Belong to Me
Yan Qiuning, seeing his relentless pestering, raised her eyes and glared at him. “Sir, I don’t believe we’re that well acquainted, are we?”
Sheng Jiahui sat idly by the window, glancing at Yufeng, who appeared to have already fallen asleep and was not to be disturbed. Looking around at the others, she found no one familiar enough to converse with.
In the opposite direction from where Liu Ling had rushed out, Saber faced a swarm of writhing tentacles. With an explosive sweep of the Sword of Promised Victory, she unleashed an invisible arc of light, severing the oncoming limbs. They crashed to the ground in a rain of lifeless flesh.
The cultivator waited silently, never once disturbing the Seven-Eyed Underworld Fish. After a while, the fish suddenly spoke.
Yinling reached out to stroke the head of the white tiger. The beast buried its head in her embrace, its gaze fixed on another white tiger. Understanding its companion’s intent, the second tiger let out a low growl, and several tigers attacked together, toppling Zhang Feng to the ground. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Feng had perished.
“If I ignore you, you’ll just make fun of me,” Erinlo said, her cheeks flushing faintly. She stomped hard on her father’s foot before dashing out, a whirlwind of restless energy.
Nangong Changyun reached the edge of the forest, surrounded by a sea of birch trees. He searched hurriedly but found no trace of what he sought.
Liu Ling, deep in the throes of a passionate song, could hardly stop. Following the proprietress into the main hall, Wang Fei, Luo Shuanghua, and the others trailed behind, eager for spectacle.
Li Si strode alone past everyone, his demeanor fierce and imposing. If he were to strike at that moment, not a soul would have been able to stand against him. His power now was nothing short of terrifying.
The ground shook violently, and immediately afterward, countless blinding beams of light erupted. Li Gang swung his fist, sending his foe crashing to the earth—a display of sheer, overwhelming strength.
“Is it true? Is it really true? Is it true or not? Where does that leave me?” Yingluo stared at Guo Huai, repeating her question over and over.
Pierce checked the time, confirming Bucky’s defeat. Since Steve and the others didn’t even care about missiles, the Winter Soldier alone had surely failed.
Besides, the Divine Realm had been developed by the Dragon God for countless years; afterwards, they continued to expand.
He used to be such a fool. Why didn’t he stick to trading with the Li Dynasty, instead of meddling in local administration?
These tales were all things Wen Renxiao had heard in the village, and for matters like this, rumor and truth were rarely far apart.
The hall was filled with guests, wine flowed freely, music filled the grand chambers, and the bride and groom were escorted to their bridal chamber.
Qin Yuanyao led Chi Cheese from the basement up to the sixth floor, but Chi Cheese found nothing worth buying.
Only now did it realize—the clawed serpent before it was no ordinary foe.
The stepson born to the stepfather and his former wife was also his mother’s stepson. In terms of seniority, he had to call him “brother.”
He thought it was white and meant to toss it away, but a glint of gold caught his eye. Startled, he gripped it tightly, feigning nonchalance as he slipped his hand into his robe. When he withdrew it, the gold had vanished from his palm.
Deng Yue was frightened by Li Zexiang’s sudden coldness. She held her breath, eyes wide with alarm, and hurriedly fled to the kitchen.
No one could tell whether Murong Ruoling truly couldn’t cook or was exacting revenge, but the household dined out for three whole months. Only when her service ended and Uncle Wang returned to the stove did anyone dare eat at the Yu family estate again.
The provocative words seemed to enrage the Sovereign. He stepped forward, but sensing a strange pull within himself, he merely chuckled and retreated to his original place.