Chapter 46 Confession and Kiss

"Don't..."
Before his kiss could land, she stopped him in a soft whisper.
Though the desire within Xiao Ze was surging toward its peak, he forced himself to halt through sheer willpower.
"...Can I... not?"
Looking at his lips, which were inches away from her own, Ling Yinyin maintained a clear and restrained composure. "Xiao Ze, why are you kissing me? Is it because of the rutting season, or..."
Xiao Ze interrupted her, "Because I like you."
At this moment, the receptionist would naturally say such a thing because he had noticed that the physical appearances of the foreign guests before him bore a close resemblance to those of their own Smonathian race. It was precisely this subtle blend of similarity and difference that easily provoked stimulation, which prompted his question.
Such a turn of events was entirely unexpected and baffling, leaving one at a loss to comprehend what was truly happening.
Accompanied by wisps of gunsmoke and a crisp metallic clatter, a spent cartridge casing dropped to the ground.
Having rested for two days on the Immortal Isle of the East China Sea without interfering in any specific affairs, Bai Le quietly set off toward the depths of the East China Sea.
Bai Le's identity had already been exposed, and taking on the responsibility of aiding the successor of the Demon Lord was something he simply could not afford.
The escaping technique of an Eight-Seal Sanctuary Divine Emperor was nothing short of miraculous; in the blink of an eye, Li Meng had fled ten thousand miles away into the void.
Casting a pitying glance at the senior brother beside him, the young man accepted the gift from his master—a magnificent set of black formal attire, complete with a top hat and a cloak concealing intricate golden patterns, bearing a striking resemblance to his master's white garments.
Seeing that the wutong tree had been successfully removed, he employed the art of Heaven and Earth Shifting to transplant an identical wutong tree from elsewhere, applied some camouflage, and planted it right into the pit.
"How about I take you on a detour to the Elven Forest?" Alized asked tentatively. When he was fleeing with Adam earlier, he had already resolved in his mind that if he could not find the subterranean passage, he would take Adam all the way to the Elven Forest to seek refuge.
"What... what kind of demon are you?" The uncanny youth turned his head to glance at the two figures roaring and clashing in the distance, his tone appearing to soften considerably.
It must be because of Lu Tianze. He Yixuan paid so much attention to Lu Tianze; she probably cared about his every move. Finding out that I was in Manchester would be as easy as pie for her.
Outside the roadside teahouse, the frantic sound of hooves thundered as an ancient sedan chair, pulled by eight lion-tigers, came to a halt. A luxuriously dressed young aristocrat stepped out, glanced at the scene inside the teahouse, and curled his lips into a wicked smile. It was obvious that the earlier remark had come from him.
As soon as these words were uttered, the kneeling people could not help but gasp in amazement. It turned out that the opening words of an imperial edict were governed by strict protocol. Only when conferring honors upon high-ranking officials would the phrase "Gao Yue" be used, whereas ordinary decrees used "Zhao Yue," alongside a variety of other formulas, each carrying distinct meanings.
Moving further ahead, the greenery grew increasingly abundant and dense, with aquatic plants and weeds rising high enough to submerge the hooves of the golden camels.
"I'm not sure if I should say this or not," He Lei said, looking somewhat hesitant. Having been by Lu Tianze's side for nearly a decade, he knew the president's temper well. If one were to speak nonsense to him at a time like this and displease him, it might truly provoke his fury.
Gazing at Hou Xuanyan's terrifying expression, Xia Wanchun knew that the expedition into Sichuan had truly enraged him. Ever since their days fighting across Taihu Lake in Suzhou and accompanying him through countless battles north and south, he had never witnessed Hou Xuanyan in such a state.
Generally speaking, quite a few carriages passed through Li Family Village every day, yet no outsiders had ever stayed the night.
For the past few days, the original owner's last remaining strand of soul and spirit had been dormant to recuperate. Helian Xiao wished intensely that he was the one sleeping, but since he had dug this hole himself, he had to lie in it, even if he had to crawl.