Volume 1, Chapter 48: Surrounded by Wolves

"I need time to think."
Jiang Rui turned her head away, avoiding the man's outstretched hand.

Upon hearing this, Bu Zhenli first carefully deliberated on his own words in his mind. Then he nodded without refuting, because Qijian Ran was right. He had indeed treated that Wang Qing with the mindset of a normal person, and if such a conjecture were to be used as evidence, it would be extremely weak.

Thinking of this, Qi Fu couldn't help but chuckle wryly. Just a short while ago, he was still wondering how long it would take to fill the vacant land where he lived. To his surprise, not even ten days had passed, and the land here was already becoming scarce.

Time flew. Half a month had passed since Zhang Yan told the carpenters Zhang Tuo and Zhang Shan what he required. Over these fifteen days, Gao Xun and the others, harboring anxious hearts, welcomed the first snow of the early winter, which only made their already worried moods even gloomier.

How Bei Mingchen wished he could step forward and pull her into his arms! He had been thinking earlier that once she returned, he would no longer reject her. Yet she simply dropped the words "I'm back" and just left like that?

Descending Darkness: Active skill. Upon activation, it plunges the opponent into a state of blindness lasting for three minutes.

In the past, surveying dragon veins required Ginger Sugar Is Not Spicy to run across the entire map. Today was much better; she only needed to run around the Yumu Village map, which made it considerably more relaxing.

On the other hand, the towering giant dragon revealed its ferocious nature, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it erupted with a terrifying aura comparable to the Great Perfection of the Saints. Transforming into a furious tide, it lunged toward Wukong with the might of an avalanche.

This matter would leave behind a compromising trace, and with that leverage in her hands, this Gu Fei would have no choice in the future but to obey her every command.

After surveying the remaining dragon veins, taking advantage of her free time, Ginger Sugar Is Not Spicy farmed all the drawing paper needed for today's Beauty Scroll.

Her other hand grabbed mine, placed it upon her breast, and guided my hand to knead continuously.

Seeing Daoist Wei—whom he had once served with the utmost reverence—meet his demise and perish utterly, Dugu Yan's face on the side showed a look of blank bewilderment, which immediately turned into deep panic and terror.

Li Shang hurriedly pacified his mount. The old man, upon seeing that it was him, turned pale with fright, fell to his knees, and kowtowed repeatedly in trembling terror.

She looked at Kamishiro Ha with a helpless expression, her fair face seemingly radiating a faint glow under the lights, making her exceptionally charming and adorable.

With that, Li Shang brought over the serving tray. Aside from two freshly baked sesame flatbreads, there was also a bowl of steaming mutton soup containing large chunks of skin-on mutton—all favorites of Chu Qi.

Ying Xiang'er nodded and said, "That's right! Without the key, the imperial secret cannot be unlocked. This is common sense."

The Grotto-Heaven Spirit shrieked in terror, stretching out its palm toward Qi Feng, but strong divine thoughts blocked the path before Qi Feng, rendering it completely unable to reach him.

Earlier, she had been worn out by his relentless tossing and her head felt somewhat dizzy, causing her vision to fade to black as she passed out.

"How about on her birthday? Isn't the Yu family planning a grand celebration? We can clear things up right on that day, and since Director Yao will also be attending, we can just have Ningya sent straight to the police station." Ling Ye thought for a moment and made the decision for Gu Nuo.

Her body felt sticky and soiled; she needed to change into clean clothes without letting anyone discover what she had been up to.

The room was rather Spartan, furnished with only a large bed, a desk, and a few chairs—virtually no other furniture at all.

Look at her, she lied without even batting an eye. Ye Hansheng had given me photographs, claiming the person was her distant cousin, yet how did he suddenly become a friend when it came out of her mouth?

In all his life, he hated nothing more than being called a master computer, even though he had initially referred to himself as such purely for the sake of his plan.