Volume 1, Chapter 51: Sometimes Kindness Is Not a Good Thing

Must be said, Fuli is a man of action. Finding himself unable to figure things out, his very first impulse was to go find Liu Xichuan. This is hardly something to blame Fuli for, since in his eyes, Liu Xichuan was undoubtedly the one who understood best what it felt like to care for someone.

Although she had no scenes scheduled for today, she still chose to come to the set, intending to keep an eye on Gu Xiran at any moment.

"Jiro? Why are you here? Don't you have classes?" Chana asked, her eyes half-closed, yet she couldn't help wondering what had happened to bring Jiro here so suddenly.

Next, Penglai made an unexpected move. Ordinarily, upon obtaining such a treasure as a Foundation Establishment Pill, one should quickly stow it away and leave the place at once.

Xie Chi snorted. "Am I talking nonsense? Do you dare say you don't like that girl?" With that, he pointed toward Mo Yanhuan not far away.

"It seems I overthought the matter. My apologies for the earlier presumption; I trust Young Master Mu will forgive me!" Dongling lowered her gaze slightly and bowed in apology.

Bai Xueying's eldest brother personally escorted her to Yongle Town, arranging servants and household affairs for her.

The junior brother looked at the bright, cheerful sunlight around him, then looked at the huge shadow cast by his own face onto the senior brother beside him... After pondering for a moment, he began to dismantle his own face.

After the housekeeper stepped down, Elder Mo glanced down at the dessert in front of him, only to suddenly find that he had lost all appetite.

"Damn it." Ye Fei let out a depressed sigh. Without Primus, he suffered from numerous inconveniences, and many tactical maneuvers were rendered impossible. It was equivalent to executing a mission without a sniper, long-range support, and cover.

At this moment, it was precisely noon. The blazing sun hung directly overhead, and the earth's heat rose in waves. Everyone felt an unbearable, scorching heat; they were thirsty, exhausted, and their stomachs rumbled with hunger, crying out for food.

Meanwhile, the Cao family had already arrived at Lianghe Town. Realizing their arrival was rather rushed, yet mindful that certain proprieties could not be neglected, they first settled into an inn and instructed their servants to go ahead to the Ye residence and announce their presence.

Actually, Ye Lusheng did not truly appreciate Zhang Qinxi's unrestrained and bold nature; rather, what he loved more was her untethered life of going wherever she pleased and doing as she wished.

Curious, Ski played with the tableware on the dining table, clinking this and touching that, looking as though she was in high spirits.

When the two of them opened their eyes, the bamboo raft had already brought them ashore, leaving the water. Overjoyed, they hurriedly bowed and expressed their gratitude to the old boatman.

He was already at the age of thirty, yet he idled away his days, accomplishing no proper work, and was fond of womanizing and committing every imaginable evil.

The Korean youth clutched his neck with his hand, but he could not stem the torrential gush of blood. With a look of sheer terror, he writhed and rolled on the ground in agony.

Suddenly, she felt a profound sense of grievance. Clearly, she was the one who had the right to be angry and throw a temper tantrum, yet he showed not an ounce of gentlemanly grace, treating her so roughly.

This movement easily reminded Zhang Donghai of how Lin Mei used to mount him, moving up and down.

Wu'er knew Luozhi's temper at times like this, so she silently endured her scolding. Sure enough, a moment later, Luozhi was weeping and begging her for forgiveness.

Liu Bei glared at Zhang Fei. With such a rash and hot-headed temperament of his, how could he possibly have the nerve to tell him to rest assured?

Because of the collaboration with Dr. Xia, a press conference was scheduled for this noon. Early in the morning,贺's parents went off to the company to handle the preparations.

"What on earth has happened?" A grown man was weeping bitterly right in front of Dutch and the others, leaving the group staring at each other in bewilderment.

Que Yan, however, unhurriedly carried her over to the glazed lamp and seated her upon his lap.

A single-parent family, a sickly mother, and a sister with congenital asthma—this illness was a bottomless pit that could never be filled, something far beyond the financial capacity of a rural household.

Spirit Iron Beasts were inherently careless. Since this was also Jiang晨's first encounter with a Spirit Iron Beast, seeing how docile it was, he simply let it eat and drink his fill.

Even before she had even reached Su Yue's side, Jiang Ruoxue had already mentally prepared herself to give herself up to him without a fight.

Driven to necessity, the crowd had no choice but to fight back. Gunshots rang through the night. After both sides suffered casualties, they each chose to retreat—Dutch's side fearing the gunfire would draw the garrison troops of Wallace Castle, while the opposing party likely worried that this was a deliberate ambush.

Young Master Long smashed everything within his line of sight. He had completely lost his sanity, his mind echoing with the final words Long Aotian had spoken to him.

The disciples gathered outside the grand hall cleared a path one after another, their eyes filled with deep reverence and envy.

"Could it be that we have to eat domestic meat?" Li Minyu replied without conviction, having long since lost his initial, full-blown confidence.

Behind the eerie, evil monks stood a massive dais cauldron, where a curtain of green gauze blocked people's gazes, making it impossible to discern the appearance of the master behind it. At that moment, a cool breeze swept past, and the green gauze seemed to flutter open at a corner, revealing a pair of serene eyes gazing out from behind the veil.

She had returned to her hometown in person to pick up her grandparents. That day, Lou Yi had matters to attend to in his military unit and could not accompany her, but before her departure, he personally called her grandparents to invite them to Beijing for the wedding.

In the end, their posture was such that he lay flat on the ground with Sisi pressed on top of his back, both of them looking thoroughly disheveled.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura pierced downwards once more, and the black-hole vortex began to spin again. At several other locations, new black-hole vortexes abruptly formed, and even larger armies of puppet immortals descended. Consequently, the light-speed oscillation disruptors guarding each sector activated simultaneously, sweeping outward in wave after wave of ripples.

As strands of sweet nectar entered his body, Wang Feng's eyes grew increasingly hazy. The thin lineage of divinity within his body stirred restlessly with unease, while his soul revealed an infinite, consuming yearning.