Drinking Her to Quench His Thirst

The fire in the depth of his heart raged like a prairie fire, almost burning him to ashes. Yet, even in such agonizing pain, he had no standing to contend for anything, nor could he bear to bring any harm to her.

Su Mian felt increasingly uneasy under Shang Jiuxu's gaze. In truth, she was already regretting why she had provoked him in the first place; had she simply explained herself properly, he probably wouldn't have been this angry.

When the reconciliation was proposed back then, although he had his reasons, it only made things more grueling for both of them, leaving them harboring suppressed anger. While Shang Jiuxu exercised restraint and refused to press the issue, Su Mian had never been one to suffer setbacks at his hands.

Being in a water vat was one thing, but upon seeing such a vast and majestic river, a sense of fear still gripped my heart.

"I will send you the address via text message later, and I will wait for you to appear, so you don't need to worry." Jiang Hanchen smiled along with her, lowering his head to stare at the dense rows of academic research on the paper, though his mind was not on it at all.

However, the old crone did not care in the least. Remaining standing in her place, she slowly placed a hand over her chest, and then exhaled a breath of pitch-black Qi, which instantly condensed into a giant hand that lunged to snatch Xiyue.

Before long, a sound came from outside the balcony, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking up beside her.

With great difficulty regaining her footing, Duan Xiu swung her hand and dealt Shen Yun a sharp slap across the face. The crisp and decisive sound of the blow was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Yet, that sound merely drifted in the air for a long time—drawing closer, growing nearer, and then receding, gradually vanishing into the fading brilliance of the lights.

Feng Zhuangji's inappropriate demeanor and actions did not provoke mockery from others; everyone's eyes remained fixed squarely on Lin Yuan. By now, everyone had figured things out over the past few days: the exclusive favor enjoyed by the Chu sisters was a thing of the past, and the current Imperial Concubine Hui was an unstoppable force.

Yet, upon second thought, this was only natural. After entering Mandarin Duck Village, I had already witnessed numerous facades and illusions. Besides, today's wedding wasn't even mine, but Xiyue's; I wanted to see just who could possibly suppress the overwhelming corpse-ghost aura emanating from Xiyue.

The number of Moluo Jia was vast, and their appearance quite intimidating. However, they were terribly unlucky this time, as the opponents they encountered were far more formidable than the four Daoist priests of Old Crow Temple from the previous night. One of the long-limbed fellows had just stretched his arms and legs out when Zhang Wuren sent him shrinking back with a single strike from his staff.

Being addressed by me like that made the deputy captain blush. She was rather bashful, which was quite different from her outward appearance.

A tentacle slowly grew from the top of Bao'er's head, startling everyone present. The tentacle grew to about a foot in length before stopping, and its tip began to emit a faint blue glow, while at the same time, Bao'er's body seemed to expand by a circle.

When Changsheng reached the middle position, he realized he had guessed wrong. Only a meter behind Lanling and William, a white-glowing portal had materialized out of thin air, merely about a foot wide and suspended in the air. He had no idea how Lanling and the others had managed to pass through it.

It was just that their methods were truly insignificant, to the extent that people within the circle refused to acknowledge them.

Those who had placed their bets on the latter contestants instantly deflated like punctured balls, looking utterly dejected.

By this time, the others were too powerless to rush over, only managing to see Zhang Lingyun plunge into the sea, sending ripples across the water's surface.

This theatrical scene left everyone around dumbfounded. Could this possibly be the legendary hypnosis?

Okay, you have entered this world and obtained a power—the feeble abilities of a common soldier.

Even if they were to reveal at this moment that the entire conspiracy had been meticulously brewed by Ningshen, the two major sects would undoubtedly still refuse to choose to believe them.

That's right, the effects of these three knights belonged entirely to the category of internal saboteurs. Every duelist would feel their face darken upon seeing them appear on their own field, and would desperately destroy them at all costs to send them onto the opponent's field.

A Jiu pushed the door open and walked out. The two figures—one twelve or thirteen, the other fifteen or sixteen—were tall and short respectively, with the skinny and short one resembling a monkey.