Chapter 117: A Secret Meeting So Far Away

Gu Yiran stared at her for a long time, the fake smile on her face gradually fading away. "What do you want? What would make you let me go?"

Gu Shenshen glanced at her without expression.

"Knowing this today, why not back then?"

In front of Gu Shenshen, Gu Yiran's any pretense was superfluous.

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"Let's stop associating. However, if I get a taste of this sweetness, I absolutely won't stop..." Jiang Nanguang glanced around, speaking with hidden meaning.

He wasn't bothered by the fact that she had embarrassed him; it was simply that this was completely different from what he had imagined. Could they start over?

"No analogies either, you can't just say anything!" Ni Xuyi loved Li Yi so deeply now that she couldn't bear any inauspicious words.

After all, it concerned the princess hall. Though she could not make the decisions, no matter what, she remained the master of this hall, the nominal master.

The two corpses were identical in appearance to the victims who had died earlier while Zhang Huaming and Lin Zhihao and others were still alive. Both had died in the same manner, pierced through from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.

Chen Duo was such an intelligent man; even if he had let something slip out of momentary excitement, he still decisively applied the brakes.

"Then let's go back to sleep. Early to bed and early to rise makes for a healthy body." Tang Shiyuan immediately spoke up. This was precisely what he desired. Under such a critical moment, where did he have the leisure to accompany her for a stroll?

In this day and age, if one does not possess some special hobby, one would not even dare to claim that they belong to the upper society.

The old man's laughter was grating, his five fingers spread wide, like a colossal palm about to engulf the heavens and earth. Majestic source qi surged within his palm; the next instant, it condensed into a source qi handprint that blotted out the sky, slamming down toward Xiao Yan.

In the depths of his heart, wave after wave of despair surged, as if he had finally and clearly realized that he and she truly shared no fate.

He had always obtained others' treasures without the slightest effort and claimed them for his own, while his own treasures would not contribute in the slightest.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who appeared somewhat frantic, Xiao Yue sighed inwardly. When he had heard his father utter those words, though he had been shocked as well, he had never experienced the mood that Xiao Yan felt in this moment. Such an indescribable sensation might shatter one's mind.

"I'm not certain. Why does it sound as if that bug has crashed into a wall??" Kong Lao's eyes held a trace of doubt as he gazed into the distance, speculating. He felt that based on the impact sound just now, if it had not been an extremely hard object, the noise should not have been so piercingly loud.

The crown prince found it particularly uncomfortable. Yet the father's words seemed beyond reproach. It appeared that he had indeed recognized the gravity of the situation and taken it to heart.

Unexpectedly, he still fell behind a fraction from Ji Yining, who had been following closely, thus delaying some time.

At some point, the space around the three of them had become filled with spiderweb-like filaments. Each translucent strand emanated a sharp and piercing aura, as if the slightest touch could easily sever a person apart.

Considering the tool house on the sea surface, Zhang Jiazai's heart calmed instantly. All matters in the world seemed to have drifted away from him; only this house remained in his soul and mind.

Jin Kui knew that the next step would see the families and people of the Fang Kingdom reduced to slaves—this was the punishment they deserved for defeat.

One longs for freedom beyond the borders, the other is ensnared by ties to home. In the end, whose life is happier?

Lu Ning would not allow his own antagonist to get winded outside. Without waiting for Xie Qingxuan to speak, he turned and waved at him.

Even if his strength was greater, facing an encirclement by five opponents, he had to treat it with utmost seriousness and could not maneuver as freely as the others.

In the future, no matter what great figures they became, there would always be those who would mention it—that they had once been frightened into kneeling to others.