100 Succubi (8)

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He Jingjun nodded and said, “Alright, I understand. When we meet the commander later, if he asks, just repeat what you said earlier. As for the commander’s decision, we’ll wait for instructions.”
“Honestly, not only do you have no eye for people, you can’t even watch where you’re going. How am I supposed to talk you up, brother-in-law?” Lin Feng shook his head with a sigh, looking quite troubled.
Setting aside whether Mo Zixin is truly in trouble, even if she were, the Mo family would never choose to retaliate against Lin Feng.
Yu Yu, like the others in the sect, heard the news completely unguarded. The informant said it was something even they didn’t know, yet it spread quickly within the territory under Bat Heaven’s control.
Now, a Chinese man actually considered himself her good friend, her very best friend. This surprised Qingzi, but more than that, she felt deeply moved. The warmth this brought her was overwhelming.
Though curious, Chu Li understood. Unless Jiangnan remembered himself or encountered this ‘Jing’ again, he was unlikely to discover who Jing truly was.
Seeing this, Li An hurriedly packed up the banner on the ground, slung his guitar case over his back, and followed closely behind Lin Yishan.
Li Zhicheng was arranged to stay at Peng Yun’s residence—a simple house resembling old rural Chinese homes, built of brick and tile. But perhaps because Peng Yun was the leader, this house was relatively well preserved, unlike many others that were dilapidated and visibly patched.
Li Zhicheng shouted, “Shu Yao, Shu Yao, hold on, don’t give up, absolutely don’t give up.”
“If you lack insight, then don’t accuse others’ cards of being fake; it’s embarrassing,” Lin Feng said with a contemptuous expression.
On one hand, he wanted to show Zhu Mengru that he was no ordinary person but one with grand ideals and ambitions. On the other, he warned her that if she didn’t hurry, he might withdraw.
Even the nine great spirit warriors behind him stopped, sensing an overwhelming oppression that caused their bodies to tremble, as if suppressed by a higher power.
If running straight wouldn’t work, then run around, circle, and approach indirectly... it actually had some effect. When Zhou An ran to the side, he noticed the distance between him and the figure changed—it was no longer constant.

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“Focus your mind and use any way you understand or can think of to sense your body’s condition,” she repeated silently, recalling her teacher’s words over and over.
With a casual flick, the racket struck three times; three solidified balls formed a “品” shape and flew toward Yajiu. Each ball pierced through his defense and landed behind the court.
This time, Lin Yu did not refuse to enter the water, but he didn’t wear Korte’s swim trunks; instead, he wore his boxer shorts. The moment Lin Yu entered the water, he swiftly swam to Dana’s side. Meanwhile, Dana felt her leg tugged by something, and the next moment she sank downward.
This made Zhao Tianxiong embarrassed to get angry at Qin Chuan, while Li Qingling and Hou Xiaoqian stepped forward with genuine concern to comfort him.
Who was Bai Yue? He was the mastermind behind Qing’er’s death. But Bai Yue’s magic was powerful; even he was no match. Wouldn’t that be suicide? Besides, they had struggled to bring Ling’er out back then—Jiu Jianxian did not want to see tragedy repeat itself.
At that time, Zhou An believed that there were immortals in this world. A few days later, he mentioned it to his father, who told him it was indeed an immortal who had ascended to the Pure Land.
“I don’t care. I’m full, so I’m going home!” Li Xiliang said indifferently and turned to leave.
The divine consciousness strike, which had condensed the power of ten thousand demons, directly pierced the void and exploded loudly inside the dark god lord’s mental realm.
Han Wei kept stealing glances at her, always finding her pleasing to the eye. Yet he constantly reminded himself not to develop feelings.
The spearmen’s main weapon was the cone spear, one zhang long, along with the horse-blocking spear measuring one zhang and eight chi, plus the horse-chopping saber, seven chi long.
After lamenting for a while, the two accepted the situation with some frustration. After some discussion, the three decided to push forward with all their strength.
Wang Yunjin, intimidated by the white-haired elder—Xuan Yue Zhenren Qi Xumi, who had guarded the Qitian Sect for over two centuries—was struck speechless by his stern gaze and hastily spoke.
“Ah, at the end of it all, I did a truly meritorious deed, didn’t I?” You Jing thought to himself with self-admiration.

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The explosion roared for a full ten minutes. Qi Sanhu’s nearly ten-thousand-square-meter villa had become a battlefield, with raging flames and billowing smoke everywhere.
The guards on both sides jabbed their sticks into the ground, shouting “Mighty” in unison, which added a solemn atmosphere to the entire courtroom.
Sending Lu Bu was naturally twice as effective. With the reputation of the fierce tiger general and the fierce halberd marquis, how could these mediocre commanders from Huaiyang not tremble like sifted chaff? Before the troops even arrived, Yuan Shu would likely be the first to panic and lose his composure.
He chanted the Eight Desolations, and in the blink of an eye, his divine awareness swept over all the stars, unleashing his pressure without reservation. Then he soared into the air and unleashed a strange sonic wave.
This discovery was like a thunderclap to her; she dared not imagine what had truly happened.
Under these circumstances, Li Yalin was merely taken along by the Loki clan to broaden his horizons.
Abi was left speechless by Yue Chu’s words but inwardly puzzled and felt sorry for Yue Chu.
Chen Gaoyue glared at her husband with resentment, thinking, “Don’t assume you can turn the tables.” She couldn’t believe it, nor was she sure, so she asked him to help make a decision.
Ji Yanglian sat by the lamp, drank a glass of water, sighed, and then sat motionless for a long while.
Li Yalin had not expected that Tsunade would so frankly express his innermost thoughts.