Volume One Chapter 86: Surging Like the Tide, Instantly Overwhelming Her
That thunderous sentence was still echoing in Fu Yuting’s mind, her cheeks burning with heat that had yet to subside. Bo Xingzhou’s lazy, teasing voice sounded again, as if tossing another log onto the roaring fire:
“They said,”
He deliberately paused, his gaze lingering appreciatively on the flush of Fu Yuting’s face.
“Very beautiful.”
Fu Yuting felt as if her face might burst into flames. She lowered her head in a flash, wishing she could bury herself in the rough porcelain bowl before her, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her heart thrumming wildly and without rhythm.
Very beautiful?
This vanguard was made up of eight hundred fifth-tier fiends, three thousand fourth-tier horned demons, and twenty thousand demon youths.
Following Lao Liao’s directions, the two of them walked northwest for a short distance and indeed found a large compound. The gate was securely locked. Zhang San circled the perimeter; the courtyard covered more than ten acres—truly impressive. If not for the poor air quality, Zhang San would have seriously considered renting it himself.
On Sunday morning, after a whole night of trading barbs with his old rival Tang Muxihao on Twitter, Ishikawa Luhe suddenly fell silent, not making a single move.
By the time Xu Le, after his various adventures, returned to the Xu family estate in Yanjing, the entire household was already immersed in the cultivation routine he had designed—everyone, without exception, practiced diligently according to his standards, not daring to defy him in the least.
Changsun Mao glanced toward Chen Yi, astonished to find it was the man driven mad by Nash’s Fang who had spoken. Without so much as revealing his name, this man strode steadily toward Nash’s Fang after finishing his words.
A host of bizarre faces had barely rushed forth when the pitch-black sealing wall began to give way. After a few brittle snaps, it exploded with a thunderous crash, shattered by a powerful force from within. The wall collapsed into neatly shaped chunks of dark energy, which, in the blink of an eye, dissolved into swirling gray-black demonic miasma.
There were no political debates, no fan groups clashing over celebrities, not even any disputes between pet lovers and haters. Even those indifferent to animals found the earnest Labrador adorable.
Song Yu, formidable as he was, could not normally overpower Hua Linghe in a fair fight. But when Jingxue, whom he cherished above all else, broke down emotionally, his own sorrow and fury pushed his strength to two hundred percent in a sudden surge.
In the early stages of the game, the archer units’ ammunition was sufficient to wipe out all enemy soldiers. Later on, with the addition of supply wagons, they could replenish endlessly—there was never any need to worry about running out of arrows.
The black-feathered creature let out a miserable shriek as it was kicked, tumbling to the earth like a cannonball, while Hao Yu, having landed a whip-like kick, dove after it, raining down a flurry of punches and kicks.
Xia Zheng thought to himself that he should go there first to gather information about Frost Forest. After all, within tens of thousands of miles around Xuanbing Academy, Frost Forest was the most perilous place—bar none.
Qian Jun lowered his head, rubbing the corner of his clothes. He had never done this before; even when shy, he would always force out his thoughts in a blunt, stiff tone.
No one on the boat was permitted to speak of capsizing—the implication was clear. Qian Jun was extremely nervous; after all, when faced with the whims of the heavens, no one could do anything about it.
The Dark Prophet was like a kite with its string cut, struck by some unseen force and sent careening into the cliffs, where black smoke billowed and ghostly energy roiled.
In his view, Mo Fengdi surely knew the true origin of those blood crystals, and his own curiosity about the matter was intense.
“Big sister, if none of the family works, what will we eat?” Liang Xi asked innocently, while Liang Qing, though older, was clearly worried.
Chen Fei didn’t have time to celebrate before Li Shimin’s tone shifted, making his heart leap into his throat once more.
“I saw him—it wasn’t so long ago. Even now that he’s emperor, he’s not that hard to get along with.” Sun Shining said with a grin, trying to withdraw his hand.