Volume 1, Chapter 53: She Forced Me-Três anos de casamento por substituição, o ex-marido e toda a família imploram pela reconciliação(Os tangyuan são muito doces.)

A dull thud echoed as the coffee cup slipped from his hand and dropped onto the tabletop.

The purpose of this arduous journey was to discuss an anecdote freshly arrived from the Central Star Zone, concerning the whereabouts of the "Five Elements Demons," a matter about which they possessed some insider knowledge.

The opponent had clearly sensed something amiss, but it was already too late. By the time his expression changed slightly, four fist imprints had already slammed into his back.

Yet upon hearing this sound, Liu Haoran felt a chill run down his spine, every hair on his body standing on end. He instantly retreated, his cold, gloomy gaze fixed intently on the surface of the river.

However, judging from Kun Tu's words, there was also a "true immortal herb secret realm," and this place did not seem to be a location one could enter and exit at will.

Zhao Ming stared dumbfounded at the scene before him. Once upon a time, that destitute princess who could not even afford a proper meal had actually attained such strength, to the extent that even experts of this caliber were willing to serve her.

"How do you plan to deal with me?" asked Li Hongli's master, his expression tinged with endless desolation.

"Let's restore our strength first; I still have a major undertaking to accomplish," Su Bai said thoughtfully.

Well, this left Liu Pengfei completely helpless. In the end, he had no choice but to compromise once more, promising to get Zhou Zheng another identical watch, which finally managed to smooth over the awkward situation at hand.

"Yes, Lord Steward." Yulan's complexion turned ugly to the extreme. She knew Hou Shuo's words were directed at her, but official rank outranked the subordinate; until Zhou Kui could achieve greater success in the beast-fighting arena, it would be difficult for her to truly contend with Hou Shuo. She could only grit her teeth and endure, blaming only Zhou Kui for being so inept.

"Blue!" Following that, A-Lan cried out, unleashing the water-type ultimate skill, "Moisturizing Water Mist." The dusty space suddenly filled with aqueous vapor, causing the microscopic soil particles suspended in the air to gradually dampen, as if about to condense into a brand-new patch of land.

Xiao Yong frowned as he looked over in that direction. "Someone is fighting." He was extremely astonished that the battle over there could actually trigger spatial fluctuations; it seemed the combatants were all Martial Emperors.

Qian Lai stroked his beard and pondered for a long time before slowly looking down at the sun-baked pebbles before him. His eyes were bright and piercing. He looked ordinary and completely harmless to humans and animals, yet his words and actions were so airtight that not a single flaw could be found. This made things rather tricky, and the red share he held this time was indeed quite troublesome.

Yet he never imagined that after that day, his nightmare would truly begin. Paradise Island appeared almost punctually every day, circling around them before leaving. It did not send out troops nor launch attacks; it merely came to harass them, leaving Wang Shi restless day and night, in constant dread that Shen Lian might launch a sudden assault.

But what if the opponent was beaten into submission and willingly wanted to acknowledge him as master? What should he do then? Should he accept them or not?

Cultivators also placed great importance on the four essentials: terrain, companion, method, and wealth. Among these, the "companion" referred to both life partners and Dao companions, which inherently included the concept of dual cultivation.

Hearing Lando's words, Mu Xue Ruofei felt a slight sense of comfort in her heart. She took the tissue handed to her by Lando, simply wiped the tear stains from her face, and then turned her head away, ignoring Mu Xufeng completely.

I pushed open the door, and lying on the floor was a tiger with amber stripes. Is this my tiger? After nine years, does it still recognize me? Is it still my mother? Has it been wronged? Back then... At this thought, tears gushed down like a waterfall, stabbing straight into my chest.

Jinyu: That really is how it is. If an acquaintance says something nice, it inevitably carries a subjective bias and lacks a certain objectivity. For a complete stranger on the internet to praise you so highly is truly encouraging. It is no less thrilling than winning a million in the lottery, and it lifts my spirits immensely.