Chapter 69: Lingerie Store

"I think Miss Qingyu is right, there's no need to take what just happened to heart," Meng Yuan chimed in.

"Hmph, I'm broad-minded enough not to lower myself to the level of those two old fossils."

After they had walked some distance away, Li Qinghuan frowned and asked Shen Mengli, "Mengli, that woman just now was Lin Qingyu, your husband's favored concubine..."

Meanwhile, everyone else on the sacred mountain also heard the roars of the dragon and felt a formidable pressure sweeping toward them.

Gu Nian looked at the extraordinary First Madam of the Xu family. From her attire and demeanor to her words and actions, she exuded a natural grace and forthright sincerity, completely devoid of any affectation.

In this way, Ling Feng spent the equivalent of half a month practicing here. Eventually, he grew accustomed to the flame force of this place and no longer needed to protect his body with extreme cold energy.

"What are you trying to pull now?" Zhan Bai asked with a huff. He certainly hadn't forgotten how Zhan Muhua had tricked Ximen Jinlian into attending a dinner party last time, only to trap her into an engagement and use himself as leverage.

Zhan Bai was somewhat worried about Ximen Jinlian. She had spent three consecutive days browsing the underground jadeite fair in Myanmar, yet she hadn't purchased a single piece of raw jadeite.

"Eighty thousand! Let's buy it back and cut it open just for fun, in case I end up unemployed!" Zhan Bai said with a smile.

Her hand resting on the control stick was firmly enveloped by a wave of warmth. Startled, Gu Nian felt Xiao Jingchen's hand land on the back of hers, first squeezing tightly before brushing past like a feather. The tingling sensation brought by the warmth sent a shudder through her.

This man stirred up my protective instincts. Perhaps influenced by my first impression, I was always afraid others would bully him.

In fact, Chi Wan had only caught her gaze by accident, with no hidden meaning whatsoever. But in Lan Youyou's eyes, this triggered another round of wild imagination—she assumed Chi Wan was mocking her and looking down on her, letting her imagination run wild as she guessed what was going on in Chi Wan's mind, only to literally infuriate herself to death.

How could the King of Hell be killed so easily? Not only would it incur infamy, but it would inevitably provoke a war resulting in countless casualties and deaths.

Xiao Baozhu usually acted so harmless that Sun Xian had never expected her to possess such a side, even daring to initiate a physical altercation with Song Baoer and strike her.

I gathered all the lightning together and, using my hand as a conductor, channeled it directly into the Ba Serpent.

"Damn it! I still can't figure it out!" The dorm head, Xiong Guan, rubbed his hair into a bird's nest, still unable to make sense of the reason.

After all, Xia Jianye was the most successful person among all their relatives. The Yang family had lived so comfortably over the years entirely thanks to him. They held their son-in-law, Xia Jianye, in very high regard.

"I just find her very pleasant to be around. Since when do you have the right to police my friendships?" Ji Yun looked calmly at Lu Dong and said.

"You're here. Come on, let me introduce you to the coach first," Zhen Fuqian said with a beaming smile upon seeing Geng Haoshi and the others.

I could hardly imagine that a demonic dragon at the early stage of the Desireless Realm could actually be killed by my hand in a single move.

After a moment of silence, the primordial spirit of the Drought Demon could not help but respond. Hearing the other party's proposition, his heart was moved.

She waved her hand, and the giant turtle's head, which had been raised with great effort, slowly drooped. Its neck was exceedingly long, and now it dragged limply on the ground. Viewed up close without looking at its shell, that section alone looked uncannily like a giant python covering the sky.

Aside from the beast fire, he had purchased nearly one million worth of materials used for mixing the ice clay.

The pain finally brought a reaction from the man. He leisurely opened his eyes, and his very first action was not to inspect the wound on his arm, but to rub the back of his head, which clearly felt even more uncomfortable than his arm.