Volume One, Chapter 37: It Feels Quite Good

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The moment the words left her mouth, Yun Zhiqiu regretted them.

“What… what’s wrong with me?”

“He only saved Grandpa and me yesterday. How could I speak to him like that?”

Yun Zhiqiu’s thoughts instantly became a tangled mess.

She did not even know why her attitude toward Qi Wuxie had suddenly turned so cold.

Could it be because of Chen Jinqiu?

That woman in his arms!

At her words, Qi Wuxie froze for a moment.

“Did she take some kind of anger potion? Have I offended her?”

Qi Wuxie frowned almost imperceptibly.

Beside him, Qi Feng’s expression stiffened for a moment. Seeing the panic in Yun Zhiqiu’s eyes, he immediately understood.

“Could it be that she… has fallen for…”

As if worried that Zhong Li did not know what Yiyun Manor was, he took the initiative to explain its origins.

Qin Miaoyu remembered the nickname “Copycat,” which Liang Sixuan had practically burdened her with throughout middle school, and felt a dull ache in her head.

“Brother-in-law, I still don’t want us to split up. Please persuade Father!” Li Jianguo looked at Zhou Yang as though he had grasped the last straw keeping him alive.

Only then would she be able to explain to others afterward that she had sought out Tong Yu not to reveal how terrible Ning Su and Sheng Xunfeng’s marriage was, but to resolve the complaint Sheng Xunfeng had filed.

With the insight and experience of a veteran criminal detective of more than a decade, Lin Wanwan could tell at a glance whether what Lin Wanwan said was true or false.

Qin Miaoyu still refused. She did not know what the others were thinking, but she herself had no intention whatsoever of settling abroad.

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A business card from Zhou Zhaolin’s studio was pressed into Qin Miaoyu’s hand, and then the man left at once.

Against such a broad backdrop, her master might very well be able to preserve the Xu family—and that was something she did not want to see.

The Great Emperor Tianlang was equally bewildered. In his eyes, Su Muchan was a cultivator who had reached the threshold of the Immortal Realm. How could she be unable to suppress her inner desires?

Liang Sixuan had secretly come over to observe the situation, only to see the hotel manager helping Su Yikun out of the changing room.

“Has You Zhan done something wrong?” Young Master Cheng Ang walked forward with his head held high. Though his tone was flat, his words clearly blamed You Zhan.

“Hmph. Do you think it would be difficult for me to follow you? I only need to keep Su Yanqing occupied. You go by yourself—I’m not going.” She turned her head away again and ignored her.

Liu Meng recovered once more. With the experience gained from those two attempts, there would be no problem for the remaining three to draw the pattern together.

“Second Prince, do not assume that His Majesty reached the throne without possessing any means of his own. You had best turn back while there is still time. Otherwise, do not blame this old servant for showing you no mercy!” Eunuch Xue said coldly.

Her soulmate had vanished, leaving behind a human-shaped withered skeleton. Unlike ordinary human bones, it was crystal clear and possessed the smooth, lustrous sheen of jade. No matter how one looked at it, it was a priceless treasure.

Judging from their cultivation levels and bodily forms, they clearly had not existed for very long. At the very least, they could not possibly compare with this coffin, which had existed for who knew how many tens of thousands of years.

Parting in life and death was truly too cruel for those left alive. She knew that from personal experience.

After saying this, Green Radish also felt a heavy weight in her heart. She did not actually want to forgive the man either, but she could not force her own feelings upon someone else.

Ye Ziyi gritted her teeth and gulped in great breaths of air. She did not stop until her chest hurt from swelling. Then she slowly slid down to sit on the ground, leaning against the osmanthus tree beside her, her mind blank for a long while.

Li Shaobai noticed this as well. Gritting his teeth, he reached into his Void Ring without hesitation, took out a snow lotus petal, and placed it in Song Ziyang’s mouth.

Blue vines covered both sides of the valley. Steep cliffs rose on either side, leaving less than three meters of space between them.

Everyone was extremely satisfied with the outcome of the battle. Only Old Li remained gloomy as he rode on the back of a black jungle leopard, sighing mournfully from time to time. The Titan’s eyeball had turned into an ordinary stone, causing the old rogue unbearable heartache.

Since Xiao Qi had changed his appearance, Elder Ying and Madam She naturally could not avoid doing the same. Xiao Qi did not want the painstakingly altered features he had created to be recognized at once by someone with ulterior motives simply because he was standing beside two cultivators from the Southern Frontier’s barbarian tribes.

Ziyang did not refuse and accepted it directly. Still, having taken another person’s gift, he had to offer a few pleasant words before sending away the owner of Yunmao Mall.

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In her nineteen years, this was the first time Murong Xueyi had ever worn something so “revealing.” Her face had flushed crimson. In her eyes, revealing meant showing barely one-fifth of her beautiful breasts—perfectly ordinary in the eyes of outsiders, but a tremendous “breakthrough” for Murong Xueyi.

If Yu Yiwen had not come before, Murong Doukou would never have made up her mind to express her feelings.

The bar owner and Baldhead hurriedly rose to their feet. They had not dared sit too comfortably in the first place, and now that they had heard Brother Xi had arrived in person, they were completely at a loss.

Yet to the governors of those star regions, these immortal fruits were extraordinarily precious. Fruits of this kind were rarely seen on the market, and even when they did appear, they could be obtained only through high-priced auctions.

“All right, but everyone’s order quantities must be different. And remember the amount you sell,” Yang Jiahui reminded them again.

It was said that the giant wolves summoned by this ritual were extremely particular. They would answer the werewolves’ call only on a night of the full moon one month before the war truly began.

“Stop right there! If you want to leave today, you’ll have to go over my dead body!” Yan Yinuo’s voice trembled violently, yet she did not dare relax for even an instant, staring anxiously toward the child inside the vehicle.

It was not merely her appearance. There was also something in her bearing—as though even with one’s eyes closed, without seeing her face, one could still sense that she was beautiful.

Because the God of War Xia Qi of the pureblood human race had arrived so suddenly, no one from the Soulbody Clan knew why he had come. Not a single person dared speak to Xia Qi rashly.

Even though she had always possessed a good temper and disliked arguing with others, if something like this happened again, she would certainly stand up for herself with reason. Otherwise, she would surely lose face in front of Su Ye.

This was not what Feng Miy ran wanted to hear, but every word of it…

…left no room for rebuttal.

“So, who exactly ended up with the immortal-grade formation?” Yan Zi asked blankly.

Eric was someone she had met while she was in America. Apart from her former classmates there, no one in the country should have known about this matter.

Ye Fenghui had no intention of blaming her. Her own circumstances here had hardly been easy either. She had overcome countless difficulties before making it to this place, where she could wait to reunite with them.

Even with both hands bound by energy-sealing rings, Xia Qi still had ten thousand ways to pull Gu Jintian from his horse. All he lacked was Li Ling’s nod.

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