Volume 1, Chapter 52: Whose Son Could This Be? (Part Two)

For the past few days, she had constantly been dreaming of an old woman murmuring things to her. Furthermore, her nearsightedness had inexplicably vanished, and her vision had become even clearer than before.

However, who else's dirty jokes could be so crude and raunchy, inciting the crowd to roar with laughter and carry on until the flight finally took off?

Zhang Xuejiao closed the bedroom door and cast a glance around. Judging by the number of pillows laid out on the bed, you truly got what you paid for.

Because of the overwhelming nether energy, the flowers in the flowerbed had all withered, leaving behind only dry branches and decaying leaves that scattered in every direction as the gentle breeze blew.

Perhaps driven to the absolute limit of fury, Yang Mo instead grew strangely calm. Whether out of sheer rage or some other reason, the intense nausea momentarily vanished.

Just now, he had suddenly sensed two powerful auras, and even vaguely detected a trace of the might belonging to a titled Heavenly Emperor.

In this world, no man could resist the sense of fulfillment that comes after such a conquest—not even he, the sovereign who ruled over all within the four seas.

Seeing Yun Nu speak thus, Li Sui naturally smiled and agreed to everything. She knew she was fortunate to be serving Yun Nu today; had it been Nian Nu, the latter would have long since wept and lectured her endlessly.

Zhang Xuejiao walked cautiously toward the kitchen entrance and saw her aunt Liang Fei chatting with her maternal grandmother. Confirming that they definitely had not heard her, she let out a sigh of relief.

Moreover, Shen Yu's forty thousand troops were under his direct command. His was a pyramid structure; once his subordinates revolted, his fifty thousand troops would vanish into thin air.

Liang Kun did not deliberately change locations to shoot. If he did that, the imagery already formed in his mind would go to waste. That would drastically increase the difficulty of filming, and he would not bring such trouble upon himself.

One had to admit that the variety of sub-dragons within the Dragon Valley was immense. Along the way, he laid eyes on numerous species of dragons that had long since gone extinct in the outside world.

Especially Li Lin, who honestly wished he could just retire right then and there. Upon learning that the Li family was facing instability, he looked at Li Yan with utter disdain and said, "You can't even handle a matter this small; all these years have been a waste of your time! I'll keep an eye on your son for you, go sort out your own affairs." And just like that, Li Lin took his grandson and slipped away.

Looking closely, wasn't that grinning idiot staring blankly at her on the bus none other than Qian Yi, the eldest of the Qian family?

The commotion here naturally drew the attention of others; Gu Xiang, Bei'er, and Gongshan Zhirou all came running out, gripping spiritual blades in their hands.

This was what Che Yu had said to Gongliang Men upon his departure after their night of drinking yesterday—words the latter had spent the entire night pondering over and over again without sleep.

This drove Xiao Yunting to near madness. He frantically grabbed the nurse who was packing up her things, his complexion darker than the bottom of a wok.

The other man reached out to stroke her leg. She looked somewhat restrained and troubled, yet at the same time seemed to derive a strange pleasure from it, having no idea what she ought to do.

Stepping into the main courtyard, she looked out toward the entrance and saw the head of the Tianhai clan, Tianhai Yifang, accompanied by two servants who were supporting Tianhai Youdi as they walked in.

Their master simply took a small taste and offered such an evaluation, bringing an expression of envy to Lin Fenfen's face.

This blockhead was remarkably calm as well—was he trying to pull off a contest of composure with me? I smiled, squatted down to watch the sky and whistled, utterly relaxed. He kept staring at me, growing increasingly suspicious, presumably realizing that my calm demeanor was genuine.

When he found Su Wangniang, his deepest desire was simply for her to see him, to know he was there. But after finding her and discovering that she could not see him, he wished at least that she could be aware of his existence and feel that he was right by her side.

Yet, goodness knows what was wrong with her mind, as images from the drowsy depths of last night suddenly flashed before her eyes.

Just as Chen Luo was about to succeed, however, a sudden chill washed over his back, and every hair on his body stood on end.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes spread across the table, Shangguan Che took a deep breath, picked up a piece of meat with his fingers, and began to eat.

"Fleeing like this truly isn't a solution. The energy we consume is far greater than that of the Kuei Sect's people, and we still have many wounded who need medical attention. We really do need to find a place to rest, but where should we go?" Zhuo Yuan said with a nod.

Finally free of the crisis, Shu Fei and Ji Kairui both let out sighs of relief. Ji Kairui slowed the vehicle down and flashed a thumbs-up at Shu Fei.

She had no idea when these words had been written. As Bai Qian looked at Jin Yue, she noticed for the first time that several strands of white hair had sprouted at her temples, gleaming with a strange silver light in the dim illumination.

Although Chen Luo had been with the Nanyang Caravan for five days, from top to bottom, not a single soul knew his name, which was why Li San asked the question.

"Well then, Yang Ruo and Zhou Xing are people from the estate. The estate will give each of them one hundred taels as a wedding gift, and I will personally give each of the newlyweds another one hundred taels of silver. As for the rest, you parents can handle the arrangements; I won't interfere." Gao Shiman detested trouble, and rather than racking her brains over endless preparations, she preferred to simply hand over the silver and let them manage it themselves.

They had mustered the courage to come and help, only to arrive and find that the enemy had already left, while Minato and Kakashi had suddenly reappeared—a baffling magic trick that left everyone completely bewildered.

The Nether-Crossing Ancient Road—called a road, it was actually a bottomless abyss.

The crowd below was completely dumbfounded. Most of them were well aware of Yang Haoran's identity; he was a ruthless figure of formidable strength.

Controlled by Daosui, she entered the bathroom, labored slightly to divest herself of her clothing, and placed her change of sleeping attire beside the wheelchair.

Though Xuan Gui had not explained things clearly to Xuan Song and Xuan Zhan, the two of them had always placed absolute trust in Xuan Gui's calculations.