Chapter 103: Spending the Night in a Dilapidated Temple

Mu Ningzhu said irritably, “These despicable scoundrels—are they forcing me to shave my head?”

Yun Xi touched her hair, relieved that the evil cultivator had left the mark on the sole of her shoe rather than on her strands. She quickly suggested, “Senior Sister Mu, now isn’t the time to worry about hair. I remember the elixir shop sells hair growth pills. How about we buy some medicine first before shaving? We can’t let the evil cultivator catch up with us. My bluffing talisman can only be used once.”

Xie Kai was momentarily stunned by these words. With the school suspended, hearing others urge him to study left him genuinely dazed.

Zhou Fangshan had obviously investigated Qingmu Investment thoroughly and spoke with great clarity when sharing the relevant information.

The car drove toward the Zhou family villa. Zhou Yi gazed out at the nightscape, which felt as unreal as a mirage.

The prince pursed his lips, wanting to smooth things over, but Xu Nian had already sat down quietly, sipping her drink patiently as if nothing had happened.

“Atai, I’m counting on you!” Fire Dance, who was very close to Murong Tai, tapped his arm earnestly.

Yu Chuan didn’t pay much attention since he had taken plenty with him when leaving Mo Lin.

Shen Ruomei rubbed her aching neck. What had been happening to her lately? She had endured so many disasters.

That day, after packing her things, Shen Ruomei waited for Xie Kai to pick her up. The Zhang family knew she was leaving and felt reluctant to see her go. After living together harmoniously for a month, some feelings had naturally developed.

In midair, the Azure Scale Eagle soared, still following Shi Yi and the others but no longer daring to swoop down.

The madman recounted how Tang Luo had been sent to the Skull Hall headquarters to eliminate Black Axe and Taishan.

Earlier, she had noticed Lin Yu suddenly disappeared and thought he might have fallen into the Mist Abyss, which saddened her somewhat.

Seeing the old man trembling with anger, Tang Luo hurriedly tried to calm him, knowing full well he was the one who had started the whole mess.

“Hit! Hit!” I excitedly shouted at San Pangzi. Honestly, in his panic, San Pangzi threw those two throwing knives on a whim. He hadn’t expected to actually hit the wild rabbit.

“Alright, alright. If it’s awkward between us, I won’t say anything more to avoid upsetting you,” Mu Lian nodded slightly, the gentle smile on her face growing warmer.

Tears? So I do have tears. She felt her usually calm heart pounding, fiercely declaring that she was a living, breathing being. This feeling made her wish it could last forever.

In the end, unable to get any grilled fish, Yun Doujuan had no choice but to catch two fat fish herself. She then appeared and tossed the fish right in front of Qiu’er. Only then did Qiu’er realize that the creature who had been bullying her all along was actually a mighty, powerful leopard.

I wanted to climb back into the tree hollow, but clearly, my legs failed me at the crucial moment—they refused to cooperate.

Tang Luo smiled to himself, contemplating whether to invite An Lan out for dinner now that he was back, and perhaps… do the things he enjoyed with Kadira.

“Sigh, alright, I’ll take a look first,” Ellie said, grabbing my wrist. Vibrant green magic flowed into me as she began examining my wounds.

Ma Ning’s reputation soared. Mu Zheng went to the palace to request an imperial decree. If it wasn’t granted, so be it, but what if it was?

“And then what? Nothing else, just overpowering you,” Su Mianmian murmured indistinctly.

Nearby, the Empress was a clever woman, and the Empress Dowager was an even wiser elder—they were not so easily fooled.

Zhi Qian took a deep breath, wanting to scold Changsheng fiercely. But since she still needed his help and hoped he would willingly forge Ziwu’s soul, she bit back her anger.