February 22, 2022

"I'm going to rest now. Why aren't you sleeping?" Feng Mingzhu saw Chu Chen still playing on his phone on the sofa.

Shadows of trees, jagged rocks, tangled vines, the cawing of crows, the howling of the wind, the rustle of footsteps, and the sound of human breathing.

And before she fell completely in love with him, that secret would have to remain buried forever in the icy, silent depths of the sea.

Though impatient, Yang Tianyou did not show any signs of dissatisfaction. He continued his act, his gaze fixed on Yu Gangan with a look of pained affection.

The veterans among them were well aware of what their boss, Su, had done to her ex-husband.

Yu Gangan remained calm and unfazed, but Gu Chen and Fang Zhileng’s expressions turned cold the moment they heard this.

He was merely her elder, older even than her brother. She had grown up under his care and should have respected him as an elder, yet her heart had betrayed her.

If he had a wife, given his personality, he wouldn't hide it; he would surely want the whole world to know.

The man pressed down on her, pinning her hands high above her head. The posture was forceful and domineering, trapping her firmly beneath him.

Seeing Jiang Ange standing motionless before him with vacant eyes, Luo Lie spoke softly, his words filled with confusion.

In the city of Rio, countless mortals knelt upon the ground, their trembling bodies filled with terror. Was this the end of the world? Was the sky collapsing and the earth crumbling?

"Bullshit! Who said this place belongs to your Boss Gao? This has always been our territory; how could it possibly have become yours?" Upon hearing this, Li Qing was incensed and couldn't help but curse.

Now, news had broken that she possessed the miraculous skill of bringing the dying back to life. She was immensely talented, and though she had severed ties with the Fan estate, she still had the Princess's Manor and Feng Wanlin.

"I'm truly sorry, Brother Li. Please, calm your anger. I'll go teach those little brats a lesson right now," Huang Man said with a forced, sycophantic smile.

"Alright, that's all we can do. Let's hope this guy is lucky enough to be spared by fate," Gu Changqing said, his spirits low.

At the mere thought of this, Yan Shiyi shuddered, hesitant about whether he should really go to the Demon Capital.

He would wait until Yan Weizheng and the others had completed the overall simulation before "casually" or "playfully" suggesting they test the braking system's response under drastic temperature changes, only to then act "suddenly enlightened" as he discovered the problem.

The man in the sweater was clearly frightened; his frantic pace slowed, and he even glanced back at the "Golden Spider."

"Prepare yourselves to enter the Monster Forest. The third round begins now," Elder Qingzhu announced with authority.

Shao Yilong’s body stiffened, and Xiliya, standing beside him, was even more shocked; her complexion changed instantly. For a moment, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Shao Yilong.

If this were a 2D anime, everyone present—except for Zhangsun Wuji himself—would likely have had their jaws hitting the floor.

After the old woman finished speaking, a bug flew out from her body. It was a blood-red gu insect, the exact same shade as the clothes the old woman wore.

Everyone agreed with a smile, but Liu Wei knew they were only saying it to be polite; no one would actually come over to eat.

I was immediately jolted awake by the knocking. Thinking of the haunting that Zhou Shiying had told the old Daoist and me about, cold sweat instantly broke out on my forehead.

Mu Qingge’s intention in bringing the Seventh Concubine back was nothing more than to use her as a thorn in the Third Concubine’s side. If the Third Concubine were to find out that the Seventh Concubine had returned with the Chancellor’s son, she would likely be so furious she’d cough up blood. Mu Qingge would never pass up an opportunity to suppress the Third Concubine.

Having said that, he leaned back leisurely against the side of the bed. A tall glass goblet filled with deep, crimson wine appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Just as she was about to speak, she felt a cold blade pierce her back. Blood gushed from her mouth, and she collapsed in a struggle, her eyes remaining open even in death.

"Also, we aren't just here to find Old Man Zhou anymore. Look over there," I said, pointing to the last classroom on the sixth floor of the teaching building.

Liu Wei’s killing spree in the Sakura Kingdom was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface; there had to be a deeper reason.

The gorilla unit and the lion knight cavalry launched a surprise attack together, but because the timing was poor, the lioness unit did not follow, quietly retreating to the left flank to await orders.

At this moment, the young master with the round face walking at the front flicked his horsewhip. A series of sharp, crisp cracks echoed incessantly, and each snap was accompanied by a groan of pain.

After putting away his toiletries, Zhou Bai looked around the dormitory. Liu Ye was still lazing in bed. Shaking his head in resignation, he walked over and patted Liu Ye’s bed to urge him to wake up.

"Please, Mother, do continue your instruction. Your son will heed your words with the utmost respect," Zhu Min said earnestly to his mother, wanting only to hear what she had to say.

Nalan Min'er shouted, "That's right, Auntie still needs to rely on this fat uncle when she returns. You don't need to worry about Auntie. Just follow the fat uncle and go; Auntie won't be worried."

He didn't need An Buzhi to make any choice; he only needed him to be deceived by the dream.

Lan He, who had been smiling at her, suddenly stiffened, a flicker of confusion flashing across his eyes.

Yu Miao couldn't stop laughing, though she tried to suppress it. She didn't believe Yu Lijuan could actually do it. Just like how her cousin’s prestige had long been established—even now, with things being more relaxed—Yu Miao understood that she couldn't overstep her bounds. If her cousin were to lose his temper, it would likely be even more terrifying than before.

"Sister, thank you for helping me. If it weren't for you, I don't know how much trouble I would have faced. Thank you," Zhou Bai said, hugging Yu Feihong tightly, his emotions surging.

At that moment, Rou Dai sensed the sharp, wind-like intensity of Yu Kun and instinctively followed his gaze. "Yu Kun—" Before she could even process the reason, driven by an instinct from the heart, she rushed toward the side of Huan Xi along with him.

"Yes, now that the harvest season has arrived, keep the seeds for them, and take the cotton to experiment with. But as for how to separate the cotton seeds from the cotton fibers, that will depend on your own ingenuity," Xie Xin said with a smile.