110 Succubus (18)

Most importantly, Long Sheng hoped everyone would seize the opportunity to get some sleep and recharge, as only then would they have the energy to handle the upcoming operation.

At this moment, Shaoyan could not face the Red-Haired Monster Eagle. He retreated while using his swordsmanship to resist the creature's onslaught; had he faced the beast head-on, he would have been torn apart by its talons in an instant.

The room was indeed unchanged, with no signs of anyone having been there, which made her heave a sigh of relief. Perhaps the house was just too old, and the electrical wiring was faulty.

Even if that entity had left Earth after a single strike, the planet would be blanketed for months by the dust kicked up, turning it into a gray orb. The resulting nuclear winter would cause the global average temperature to plummet by 30 degrees, making a mass extinction inevitable.

I kept an eye on the people coming out, but I didn't see Xue Xin. I couldn't help but wonder if that brat had skipped class.

"Who?" Huo Xuetong asked. Quan Shengnan also showed a hint of curiosity—if Daniel couldn't resolve it, the person must have a prestigious background, right?

After the Super Guilds expanded, the "Super Waves" grew restless. They actually started mimicking the three major guilds by sending out all their members to hunt for bosses, hoping to secure a Guild Creation Token to elevate their status.

Shaoyan was deeply passionate about combat; in his view, fighting was the only stepping stone that could propel a cultivator forward on their path.

The nine luminous pearls on Empress Dowager Cixi’s phoenix crown—four were discovered and donated to the state first, followed by two more later.

With the enemy suppressed, Li Zheng found a moment of respite. He hurried over to the Han army sharpshooter whose miraculous archery had slain Yuxiluo. Full of admiration, he asked for the name of this shy hero, who kept scratching his head under the gaze of his commander.

Seeing Ling Lang’s slightly hesitant expression, Kong Qingyan put on a coquettish act, hugging his arm and swaying back and forth. Ling Lang felt his arm brushing against the full softness of her chest—a magnificent sight. Sigh, this trick again.

"Guess where I've just returned from?" Qian Jizi didn't answer, asking the two of them instead.

Wang Zhi was stunned and gave a bitter laugh; he had been too impatient, to the point where his way of speaking had become improper.

I was momentarily dazed—did someone just call my name? I looked down and saw that jerk Wang Youdan grinning and waving at me.

"Lord Huyan, we are only fifteen miles away from exiting the territory of the Northern Yi tribe!" An Eagle Cavalryman arrived at Huyan Hong’s side.

After the war ended, Wang Zhaojun took the opportunity to carry out a major purge within the Northern Yi tribe.

The wind blew in from outside, making the curtains ripple like water. I sat on the windowsill, watching the fading city lights, mesmerized, utterly entranced.

Hu Mingchen could understand buying drinks—one needed a lot of hydration for a trip like this—but what were the instant noodles for? Never mind whether they could satisfy hunger; the fact that they required boiling water to prepare made them practically useless on a lakeside mountain peak where there were no households.

The agent had never heard such a bizarre reason and was stunned for a long moment before finally processing it.

After speaking, she left immediately with He Lübai. No one stopped them now, but judging by their expressions, Su Ruo wouldn't be able to swallow that batch of spirit pearls without consequences.

Laobulun was still dressed as a priest; he seemed to enjoy his roleplay, occasionally spreading God’s mercy to those around him.

Su Ziyue guessed that Chu Mohan must have received the court summons by now. She didn't rush to call him, needing to give him a buffer period. Regardless, she was determined to go through with this divorce.

Su Ziyue was the first to regain her composure, forcing a tearful smile as she sat down. Chu Mohan finally snapped out of it, gathering his surging emotions as he slowly sat down.

Shi Niang’s voice became even softer. The distance between them had vanished, and they gradually became one.

As night fell, I knocked on Zhuzhu’s door, carrying a dozen cold beers, and headed straight to the balcony of his room. We were staying in a sea-view suite, and beneath the balcony lay the ocean in the dark of night.

Gu Shao left the final matters to his subordinates and led Xiao Shan toward the main house, dismissing those gathered in the courtyard.

One can judge the whole from a glimpse; just from the aroma wafting out of this farmhouse restaurant, everyone knew the food must be delicious.

Seeing what looked like blood on Zhao Yu’s hands, Ye Fu pulled out her handcuffs as if facing a great enemy, her lovely face sternly fixed on him.

Every household basically planted some, but not on a large scale, and certainly not as a way to make a living.

When Martha entered, the manor’s steward had already informed them that Lan Qingchuan had been ill and could not speak; she had lost her voice.

"This Gu Weiquan really has no friends. A seventh-rank alchemist, yet not a single Yuan Emperor is willing to help," Chen Xing said helplessly as he watched the scene.

Near the camp were several reinforced concrete climbing towers—the places where the "birds" from the Special Operations Brigade and the Reconnaissance Company usually exercised.

There was still some time before sunset, and the banquet hadn't officially begun. For now, they just sat there chatting and enjoying the grassland song and dance, killing time.

It was an octagonal stone pavilion built on a giant, cyan, turtle-shaped rock. The water swirled around it, forming dark, eddying currents, and patches of aquatic pink flowers were in full bloom, their fragrance intoxicating. The scenery was quite lovely.

Perhaps because the commotion here was a bit loud, many people gathered around, and eyes were cast over from the floors above and below.

"The Alliance Leader naturally has his own considerations. We just need to follow his instructions. As for you, stop harboring crooked thoughts; improving your strength is what really matters."

Gu Nanfeng took a bowl, ladled out some lotus root and pork rib soup for her, then served himself and sat down.

Wang Hai said, "Don't worry, the imperial palace guards are tight, but I still come and go as I please." This was a bit of a boast; if he truly could come and go as he pleased, he would have returned long ago and wouldn't have been trapped in the palace for so long.

"Are you getting married? I saw Ye Ning ordering a wedding dress today," Xiao Mutang asked He Jinnian directly. He had no patience for beating around the bush. If it wasn't for He Jinnian, could that dress be for Annie?

Shengge brought it to his lips. This time, he cooperated, taking a bite and chewing with elegant poise.

Knowing her third brother bore such a heavy burden, yet pretending to be oblivious, squandering his doting love and the freedom he had traded his own life for—if she had been able to share even a little of his load back then, would he still be dead today?

She never imagined that during dinner, her mother-in-law would suddenly stand up and calmly say she was going back to her room to rest.