"Do I need to lie to you? This is a piece of cake for me!"
It seemed Duan Xin was right; she was indeed foolish. Otherwise, why would she feel like crying when she saw his retreating figure walking away silently in the rain?
She was afraid Qing'er would be discovered by that scoundrel, and if anything were to happen to her... Her heart raced, and before she could even speak, she hurried after him.
"Will you ever fall in love with someone else?" I asked, feeling uneasy, and moved closer to his embrace, reaching out to touch his face. This vibrant face, which had once captivated me, now made me wish it were plainer, more ordinary, not so overwhelmingly handsome.
Sun Wukong leaped with a somersault, arriving at Wuzhuang Guan in the blink of an eye. As for Guanyin Bodhisattva, no one knew what flying method she used, but she was no slower than Sun Wukong.
In this place, where the river water lapped against the shore, surrounded by reefs, and utterly desolate, could she steal a moment to rest?
"Boss, I'll help you carry it." After shouting, I took two steps forward, only to have my shirt collar hooked by Jiang Ciyun's fingers.
"Lack of experience can be learned, and aren't there enough talented people in the group to assist him?" Zhang Taibai said nonchalantly, lightly tapping his fingers on the conference table.
The man walked up to the girl in green, slowly moving his oil-paper umbrella aside to reveal her waterfall-like black hair.
Lin Feng returned to his room, recalling the scene just now. Damn, that was truly exhilarating. He wasn't a lecherous person, but any young man who had experienced what he had would probably feel incredibly thrilled afterward.
The Shadow Thief had retreated, its dagger still stained with blood. It glared resentfully at Wu Xiaomeng, clearly displeased at failing to eliminate Lin Feng.
However, for Roy, this was as easy and carefree as resting; his physical fitness rendered such training completely irrelevant.
"Go!" Jiutun Tongzi pulled Ibaraki Doji as they leaped back. As one of them stepped onto the carriage, it activated a sound, and the canopy transformed into skulls that flew out, spewing miasma, buying the two of them a little time.
This burly man was far from as crude as his appearance suggested. On the contrary, Yang Jing found the word "polite" to be very fitting for him.
And everyone outside laughed even louder when Mo Yuan said Roy's move was the "Sword Slash Kunpeng."
As the winds surged within Luoyang City, and experts from all walks of life surrounded Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, Gao Cheng and the members of the Li family had already packed their belongings and quietly departed Luoyang, returning to Chang'an.
Ming Kong, Tao Ming, and several other third-tier warriors exchanged glances upon hearing this. The last time Gao Cheng had assigned an important task was ten years ago. He had issued several commands that kept Ming Kong and the others on their toes, but the results were also evident: the Xuanming Department gradually became more vibrant, and its strength continuously increased.
The people outside were roaring with laughter. If Mo Yuan knew his words were being interpreted this way, he might just die of anger.
Chen Ming finally broke down! Although he had learned to accept success and failure and didn't care about qualifying, his terrible performance under the official net made him question if he lacked the ability to play table tennis, or if he was simply unworthy of playing it.
Bang! The Three Yin Arrows struck the barrier, blocked by the resilient energy shield, causing no harm to Gui Wuzhong. From this alone, it could be judged that this turtle possessed at least three hundred years of cultivation.