Volume 1, Chapter 154: Treating Twilight as a Spare Tire

Su Li saw the message and did not reply.
He had left without saying a word, yet now that he was back, he knew enough to make a sound.

After finishing her shower, Lu Jing walked in and said, "I've taken time off work, planning to stay and spend a few more days with you."
"Won't that interfere with your work?" Su Li put down his phone.

Not wanting to waste any more words, Ye Feijue simply picked up a cocktail glass, took it in his hand, and walked ahead. Yet, with a sudden stumble, his head felt somewhat dizzy.

As for the rutting season, it was one thing when they were ignorant of it before, but now that they knew, they could not let its unpredictability go unchecked. What Song Xueyi wanted to do was to determine the time for its preparation, and also to personally examine the bloodline of the Spirit Dove along with his own further possibilities.

"The doctor gave explicit instructions that you must not touch water right now, and it is best not to take a bath," Xia Yunlin answered rigidly, long since unwilling to wear her mask of gentleness.

A leaf drifted over from not far away. Murong Xiao lowered her gaze to look at the leaf resting on her shoe, and smiled faintly. Some things had happened, yet they could not simply be ignored. The matter concerning Wang Luoyun was likewise something she could not turn a blind eye to.

However, even though she knew that in a world where the strong reigned supreme there was no right or wrong, the words spoken by Song Yuanqing still made Ling Jiu feel a sense of displeasure.

Outside, after opening the door, Bai Ruoxi indeed bumped right into Dongfang Yu, the man stepping out of the elevator, at the corner.

Huo Shangning placed both hands on the counter, trapping her entire body within the circle of his sturdy arms. She tried to escape but failed; of course, this game of playing hard to get was precisely what Huo Shangning enjoyed the most.

Lou Yajun walked in wearing a long black and red robe, her expression expressionless. With a cold and piercing gaze, she swept her eyes around the room, causing those who had been singing and laughing to fall silent, staring blankly at the stern figure by the door. Not until Lou Yajun's heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs did everyone breathe a sigh of relief, lowering their heads to whisper and discuss among themselves.

Startled, Liu Siniang pacified her wildly beating heart. She had been fully awake the entire time, yet she had been completely unaware of Yang Tao's approach.

As soon as she stepped out the door, she saw Madam Gou walking over carrying two plates of steaming desserts! Seeing Yunniang and the other two coming out of the doorway, she looked extremely surprised and spoke.

I still fear the sunlight, but perhaps I am no longer that rookie who had just struck a bargain with the devil. Inside a room with the curtains drawn, I no longer need to wrap myself in a scarf, though I still wear sunglasses.

This was an anomaly who had shattered a cultivator two realms higher than himself with a single strike, making it onto the Heavenly Rankings at the third tier of the Heavenly General realm, the Dui Palace.

At this moment, Zhang Yan truly felt a sense of being at his wit's end. The one he originally thought was pursuing him would be a Great Saint of the Gray Wolf family, whom the people of the Fire Worship tribe would deal with. Who could have imagined that the terrifying existence attracted in the end would be such a behemoth.

Geniuses were, after all, few in number, and among those geniuses, only a minority had the opportunity to make good use of their talent and achieve success. The majority were neither geniuses nor fools, but ordinary mortals caught somewhere between the two.

I saw the deep attachment to me hidden within the depths of Zhou Zuimo's large eyes. Perhaps no matter what I asked, she would choose to agree, and that consent likely already carried a hint of obedience. Yet, the only thing she absolutely could not agree to was leaving me.

Liu Feng's eyebrows lifted slightly. He recognized the sect insignia of the Venerable Immortal Gate; it seemed this place was actually a mining site belonging to them.

Without the slightest hesitation, the God of War Storm hummed vibrantly. Its massive form, resembling a coiling dragon, mercilessly slammed into Xixing.

Just at that moment, the light between heaven and earth trembled slightly. The thick volcanic clouds in the sky, unchanging for ten thousand years, suddenly emitted a strange radiance. Although that light flashed past in an instant, Old Man Ryan knew very well what it represented.