Volume 1, Chapter 33: Sheng-Sheng, Brother will take care of you...

Realizing this, Wen Zhi blushed even deeper, as if she were about to bleed. She hurried to move away, but just as she attempted to stand, the man’s hand clamped onto her waist. In the next heartbeat, she was pinned beneath him. Wen Zhi froze as Shen Nianchi’s voice sounded. "Why are you so hot? Do you have a cold?" Wen Zhi’s breath hitched, her heart skipping a beat once more. With a face like a peach blossom and her red lips slightly parted, she lowered her gaze and whispered, "No, no..." She didn't have a cold, but for some reason, she felt her ears burning, and her body felt as though countless ants were crawling over her... "Are you running a fever?" Wen Zhi: "..." The searing heat of Shen Nianchi’s body radiated through their clothing...

Seeing the fox spirits about to pounce, Ryan and Hermione simultaneously unleashed their Shadow Blades. Those few fox spirits were sliced into pieces before they could even hit the ground. It could be said that whoever takes the territory claims it. Cai Piqiang was looking to use this opportunity to prove himself. The Four Winds rode ahead; Black Obsidian and Treasure Colt were still at the hot spring palace. It was already dusk by the time they rode back to the city. Such a creature, born of heaven and earth, would have limitless potential if it could shed its malevolence; it would surely become a saint and deliver all living beings from suffering. The old biologist who had once met Monuo sat alone at a tea table in a pavilion, looking with ill intent at an old man across from him, whose hair was completely white and whose murky eyes flashed with glimmers of keen light.

Zhong Feiqi heard the news, a flicker of gloom passing through his eyes; he had already anticipated such an outcome. The shopkeeper, also a human, offered Yi Hai a pained smile and pointed a finger toward the window. On the morning of the seventh day of the fourth lunar month, everyone went to the village entrance to see Ning Yao off, and Shen Rong wiped away tears, unable to bear the parting. After handling everything, Ryan left the grocery store and returned to his bed, waiting for the moment to depart for Hogwarts the next day. "Don't be hasty, let's talk this out." Nian Chenghong understood Chen Beifang and, fearing Chen Beifang might lose his temper, quickly tried to smooth things over. From then on, whatever Huo Qing asked him to do, he would do it without a second thought. He vowed to follow Huo Qing for the rest of his life. Sure enough, just as Li Zhongming’s eyes widened, he had already opened the floodgates of conversation. "This..." Liu Baoping could never have imagined that when such a grand opportunity to "reach the pinnacle" was arranged for him, he would firmly decline it. In space, lasers are invisible; the firing process lacks the grandeur seen in movies, revealing its astonishing beauty only upon striking a target. Especially when SkyNet’s shields neutralized the attacks, the brilliant purple-red halos looked like blooming flowers, exceptionally beautiful. His body slid down the cliff as he desperately channeled Shang Kui’s palm force into his back, venting it into the rock behind him. As a master of the Heavenly Dao, Giant Axe had already done his utmost by speaking to him this way. If Ye Chen continued to be arrogant, Giant Axe would be justified in killing him. Naturally, as the most senior meritorious instructor, Li Jinfa sat in the very center as a matter of course. Dong Qingming, Li Guangnai, Jian Qingchun, and Tang Ka all surrounded him like stars around the moon, raising their cups in a collective toast. Could it be, as Richter said, that the Observers were afraid? Richter's logic held some merit, but Gao Shuai had never truly believed it. If they weren't certain about retrieving the divine ability module, why would the Observers have launched this experiment so easily? Ye Chen was still lingering at the Heavenly Dao, but his unfathomable abilities had already surpassed the eternal and seemed to be touching the Void. "You actually managed to push me back!" Jian Cheng growled at Ye Chen, appearing like a wounded beast.

After saying this, they both fell silent; the entire room was deathly quiet. Zheng Liwan was an untamed wild horse, and Li Yong was confident he could tame and ride her, but now was not the time. He had not yet reached the age of adulthood, and next year he would lead an army to conquer the Turks; everything remained uncertain. "Perhaps, you should recover first." Li Chang’an did not pour cold water on the situation, nor was he overly optimistic; nothing was settled, and it was too early to say anything. "Bang!" Having sensed the Abyss Mage’s attack, Wang Yu naturally wouldn't let himself be struck in vain. With blood surging, he kicked off the ground and flashed away, his figure clad in blood-red armor rushing out of the narrow alleyway and onto the main road, where he could unleash his full strength and agility. It was already afternoon when they returned to Wuhun City, and as soon as Li Chang’an and Hu Liena stepped out of the carriage, they were whisked away by people from the Pope’s Palace, who said the Pope had business with them. Despite Yu Hong struggling, resisting, and screaming with all her might, it was of little use against three strong and brawny men, and it only further incited their savage instincts. Without hesitation, Wang Yu and Sif chose to trust Aivia’s decision and began their respective tasks. Yang Hao nodded upon hearing this and let out a sigh of relief. He had begun to fear this world; he had experienced too much darkness, and in those stifling, cold rooms, he had been subjected to bone-scraping and bloodletting. Now, only the big brother Ye Chu, who had released him and treated him with gentleness, could provide him with enough warmth and security. The three thousand Azure Dragon Riders, led by Liu He and the eighteen Yan Cavalry, plunged into the Xianbei cavalry formation like wild beasts. "Don't be anxious, tell me slowly; what exactly happened?" The calmness on Wang Siqi’s face did much to soothe Wang Yihuan’s originally agitated emotions. Helan Chushi said in a panic that the situation was lost and staying behind would mean death; Li Chengqian murmured to himself upon hearing this. "Flying Dragon Bridge? Isn't that the bridge to the west of our school?" Lin Peng was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected the place where the dark-faced man was murdered to be so close to their school. Meanwhile, Gu Luo felt a stream of clarity surge into his mind, causing him to shudder and jolt awake. He was ripped from his trance, and by then, he was drenched in cold sweat. Su Jin bowed his head slightly, looking at his heart; his Bodhi heart was beating wildly, a tremor he could not suppress spreading through his spirit.