Volume 1, Chapter 68: What Boyfriend? He's Clearly a Homewrecker!
Nangong Muqian handed the bouquet of lilies to Wen Zhi and asked, "How are you feeling? Does it hurt very much...?"
He took Wen Zhi's hand and gently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, saying, "I'm sorry, it's my fault for failing to protect you and letting you get hurt..."
Tang An breathed a sigh of relief, his tone softening considerably, though a hint of awkwardness still lingered in his eyes, and his temper remained far from gentle.
Seeing that Li Nan intended to spare the lives of the monks, the elderly abbot finally set his mind at ease. Hearing Li Nan's question, he hesitated for a few seconds.
After turning it over and over in her mind, Xiada still felt she couldn't keep this bottled up inside. She figured that if her own wits weren't enough to figure it out, why not just go straight to the headmaster and ask for the truth?
"Certainly, but I must refine it within an isolation array. There are certain alchemy techniques that cannot be leaked," Zhang Yue replied straightforwardly.
Barbossa excitedly reached out to grab the waterskin in mid-air, but unexpectedly, a long rope flew out from behind him and precisely coiled around the waterskin.
Let it drain away, then. It takes ten thousand years to produce a single drop anyway, and a long ten thousand years from now, who will even remember this place?
Cries of agony could not call back the noble beast of Konoha, yet Uzumaki Naruto continued to expend the chakra within his body, healing Might Guy until every last drop of his chakra was completely exhausted.
The lizard-lions possessed thick hides and tough flesh, while the venomous snakes moved with eerie stealth, plunging the entire royal caravan into chaos. At that exact moment, a baron wearing the sigil of House Baratheon gripped his sword and slowly approached the shield wall protecting Robert.
Xiao Siyan sighed softly. She had known all along that she shouldn't indulge in pipe dreams; how could such a stroke of good fortune ever fall upon her own family?
Qin Ting stroked his head and nodded with a smile, though how could the worry deep in her heart ever truly be put to rest?
Robin glared fiercely at him, and with a sharp snap, snatched a half-gold coin from the burly man's hand, demanding loudly, "Cash, where is yours?" As she spoke, she cast a stern look at the emaciated young ruffian standing beside the big man.
After casting a glance around the surroundings, the burly man sat down rather smugly under the gaze of the crowd, his booming voice as loud as ever. "Brothers, don't stand on ceremony with your big brother here—help yourselves and make yourselves at home! Haha!" With that, he patted the young man seated next to him on the shoulder.
Before Xu Jinyang moved in, she hadn't minded cooking and working by herself, but now, every little detail of doing so left her feeling powerless and overwhelmed.
Emperor Hongxuan emerged from behind the screen, clad in a black dragon robe woven with gold threads, the coiling dragon on his chest embroidered in dark gold with such vivid lifelikeness that it seemed ready to ascend into the clouds.
The Grand Dowager was overjoyed. Invitations for her birthday had indeed been sent to the clan members back in their ancestral home, but given the great distance and the fact that the branch of the family in the ancestral home had grown rather estranged over the years, she had never expected anyone to actually make the journey to the capital to celebrate her birthday.
The next day, upon receiving our call, the young woman was overjoyed. In less than twenty minutes, she came running all the way to the club, her haste so palpable that one could almost feel her anxiety, terrified that we might change our minds at the last minute.
In this single location alone, there were fourteen Earth-Fire Cold Toad Kings. One likely had to assume that hundreds of these Cold Toad Kings existed throughout the entire sealing grand array—a truly staggering number.
"So did they release him in the end?" Lin Jingheng paused for a moment. Why was Chen Yan's shadow everywhere? What on earth was this fellow doing rushing over to the Old Xiang Kee Tea House right after finishing a meeting? The man was becoming increasingly restless; he would always remain a source of trouble.
Liu Menghhan perceived the doubt in Pei Shufen's eyes and knew that if she said nothing at all, she would certainly fail to win her trust. After pondering for a long time, Liu Menghhan concluded that within the present Marquis Ningyuan's Mansion, only the Marquis's wife, Pei Shufen, was worth trying to win over to her side.
Terror—it was absolute terror. I had never imagined that anything so horrifying could possibly exist in this world.