Volume 1, Chapter 50: When Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
Sitting in the private room on the second floor of Ruyi Pavilion, Jiang Rui opened the envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper covered with writing.
At the very first glance at the contents on the paper, Jiang Rui's eyes widened in pleasant surprise, but then gradually knitted into a frown.
Next, his hands and feet stuck to the skyscraper as he scaled walls and leaped across gaps with agile mobility, before finally diving down from the high altitude and swinging back to the presence of the Human Torch Johnny on a strand of spider silk.
Afterward, Gu Tingjun sent Ye Xinran away, and the house returned to quiet once more, with Ruanruan's soft snoring growing louder and louder.
Most people bought a bowl with a grimace of reluctance over the expense and left right away, with very few purchasing multiple bowls at once.
The next second, still in a daze of shock from yet another forced kiss, Anle was unexpectedly grabbed by the wrist and spun around. She was pulled back onto the bench and then... pinned down against the backrest by someone.
Erlang Shen felt a slight chill in his heart. Just as he was about to loosen his embrace, he noticed her burying her face in his chest and nodding slightly, her flushed red ears visible amid her disheveled hair. Erlang Shen felt a stirring in his heart.
Waking up the next morning, before even stepping out of the bedroom door, she heard the familiar system chime ring in her ear—Forcibly repatriating the Dihua Harem.
Phytomancers have no boundaries whatsoever when it comes to either terrestrial or aquatic plants, and are able to communicate with them effortlessly.
Once the mind-art imprint was completed, both of them felt eager to try, wishing to master the technique of the dual-sword unity.
"Useless to say more? Indeed, for an illusion, you can be considered quite good. However, to deal with you, the Moon-Phantom Tribulation is more than enough." With a gentle tremor of his right hand, the Moon-Phantom Tribulation materialized in Jun Feili's grasp.
With General Ma backing her up, Murong Yan was no longer afraid. She glared at the man who had just attempted to flirt with her and strode toward the highest seat.
Streaks of lightning chains flickered in and out of view, and as the zombies drew close, layers of their skin were blasted away one by one.
Precisely because of this, for Yang Chen, completely locking down the space became extremely crucial.
"We just received a confidential report from our deep-cover agent that the Falcon Tribe has obtained the green card blueprints and is currently making an intensive breakthrough!" The First Elder wore a grave expression.
Chu Minghua rubbed her face. Without a mirror, she could not see her current complexion, but after sleeping the entire afternoon, she indeed felt full of energy.
Feeling nervous in his heart, Zang Ba waved his hand to dismiss his subordinates. In no time at all, only Zang Ba, Zhuge Gui, and Liu Yuan remained in the main hall.
Previously, swayed by Zhou Yang's instigation and consumed by his own suspicions, he had treated Su Chen as a fraud. Now he finally understood that Su Chen had not deceived him at all; he was truly a divine doctor in every sense.
Seeing this, Liu Yuan was unsurprised and simply raised the Myriad-Law Golden Bridge back into the air to see what on earth that mirror was.
Wang Qingluo cast a reluctant look at Li Yu's retreating figure, then lowered her head and rushed toward the rolling river, plunging in.
When she raised her eyes to look at him, the ignited flames of temptation in Gu Jinyi's eyes receded, returning to their usual state of absolute, unyielding rationality as he listened to her speak, saying nothing else of other matters.
In Jiangcheng's Western medicine community, Tan Dezhong's medical skills were quite renowned, especially in the field of cardiology. If even he was helpless, Jiang Zhengchun would essentially be facing a death sentence.
It was time to let Ginkgo and Red-leaf stand on their own feet, and to let these people know that she, Yuan Jinyu, was no longer prepared to tolerate anything at all.
"Shishi, you!" Lin Man's face flushed red. She shot Shishi a sideways glance before shifting her gaze to Wu Fan, and seeing the smile on his face, the shyness in her heart diminished somewhat.
If it were in the past, he definitely would have exercised self-control and averted his eyes from impropriety! But now, with the heated surge rushing to his head, Wu Fan found it somewhat difficult to tear his eyes away.