Volume 1, Chapter 117: Anyway, You Are Mine

Responsibility. These two words seem simple, yet they carry immense weight. Most people cannot bear it. Su Li lay against Mo Xingyuan’s chest, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat, her cheeks burning.

A joke broke the slightly heavy atmosphere, drawing laughter from everyone. Nearby, Sanlang saw this scene, and the heart that had been hanging in his chest finally settled.

As soon as the two sides met, one of the burly men in the team turned and walked away. This man was Cao Yu, the sniper and an old acquaintance of Bai Gang.

Hearing Li Tianfeng’s words, Feng Lengyue turned to look; it was already dusk, and the patrons in the restaurant were leaving in twos and threes. "In that case, let us go." With that, the two stood up and prepared to leave.

This white ceremonial car, while it appeared somewhat imposing, had a slightly yellowed body, clearly indicating it was a used vehicle. Moreover, the emblem was unsightly and lacked any sense of design, far inferior to the BBA brands; it was likely not a high-quality car.

Hearing Xue Shiqing’s words, Li Tianfeng realized the gravity of the situation, his brows furrowing tightly.

Xiao Hongmei lived a life detached from worldly strife, but because she recommended Lin Su, He Jiaxiang believed that Lin Su must possess such ability. Whether the matter succeeded in the end was merely a question of a contest of skill.

Once the blood flowed from Gloria’s body, it transformed into a red mist that clung to Pritos’s charred skeleton.

Anu looked at the hardened mithril in her hands with reluctance, but in the end, she returned it to Bai Gang.

Xu Miao watched her younger sister’s reaction and shook her head with a smile. She could understand it, though; compared to their peaceful life, the commotion at the old house over the past few days could be described as earth-shattering.

Seeing Wentian Ge’s attack, Teng Tianbao turned and managed to parry it just in time, choosing not to strike back to kill. After all, he was the one who had erred first! He then frowned deeply.

Until the pain in her chest became unbearable, nearly suffocating her, and her legs felt as heavy as lead. Even as she clutched her knees, they refused to obey, unable to move a single inch.

The dormitory manager discovered Xia Yihan and the others, then called Lu Zichen, who rushed over.

Too shocked to even feel the exhaustion in his body, he stepped forward and realized instantly upon seeing the black blood on the corpse that Yan Shaodong had turned into a zombie.

An invisible energy gathered in the alligator turtle’s mouth, and the green mist around its head rippled distinctly like trembling jelly.

To outsiders, the clash between the two ended in a draw. After this battle, Zhao Yun became famous for fighting Yan Liang to a stalemate.

When Hong Baobao spoke to Jing Pei, she did not directly say that she would never wear lipstick again.

Someone pulled out binoculars and saw a massive monster surging up from the horizon in the distance.

"Thank you, Uncle Meng." Phoenix took the lotus seed porridge, but after just one sip, she frowned slightly.

"You two didn't break up?" Lin Yimu scrutinized Gu Li’s face, wanting to know if what Gu Li had just said was true or false. Seeing no sign of lying on Gu Li’s handsome face, he finally felt at ease.

"I’m not going! I just won’t go to Chicago, what can he possibly do to me?" Fu Enzhu insisted stubbornly.

Shen Gu was not particularly tall at the time, but he wasn't short either; among his peers, his height had always been in the upper tier.

"Baka!" Chiyoda Saburo and Chiyoda Hiroki spat out a mouthful of blood; they appeared to be severely injured, yet clearly, they were not willing to admit defeat.

Hearing the word "evidence," Shen Gu’s heart tightened, and his hands clenched into fists, though he remained composed on the surface.

"It has indeed been some time since it last tasted blood. Tonight, take it out and let it have some fun." The moment the words left his lips, Wu Hen sheathed Jing Yue.

Later, as numerous employees looked at her differently time and again, Qin Yanran’s face remained flushed, and she could no longer convince herself to stay at the company.

Just like that, Liu Fang and Ling Shuangshuang inexplicably became best friends, and in the blink of an eye, they were in their final year of high school.

Today, Leng Yu’s series of maneuvers filled them with confidence; the only thing that could leave the hungry wolves dumbfounded was a fat sheep.

A moment later, a hint of submission appeared in the Black Qilin’s eyes, and it gradually stopped struggling, allowing Xu Fu’an to mount its back.

After hearing these words from Xing Tianze, Tao Mingxi felt that this personality suited him much better. Just seeing this, a curve appeared at the corners of her lips.

Cheng Tianze had intended to change his plans and continue dealing with Cheng Chengye and Cheng Mei, but the moment he saw Yin Xi’s somewhat fragile figure, he felt that nothing else mattered.

The Ninth Prince stood with his hands behind his back, his words carrying the weight of an imperial decree, possessing an air that brooked no argument.

"How do you know?" Sima Yanran was somewhat surprised. From Li Xiang’s previous words, it was clear he did not know Xie Feizhang, so how could he know the latter’s true nature?

As he spoke, a golden platform rose before him, displaying an object covered by a red cloth.

This time, the response from the crowd was even louder. They all turned their gaze toward Leng Xiaotian, who stood smiling beneath the stage, and some could not help but applaud.

Lin Xue was close by and heard this as well, so she widened her eyes, watching Leng Xiaotian to see how he would respond.

The Blade of the Rose of Demolition only severs magic power upon contact, and the severance of magic does not damage the Noble Phantasm itself. However, a spell that has been dispelled must be rewoven, which requires time, and neither Saber nor Lancer would grant him that time.

"Did Brother Xiang already know that Ye Liu’er had ill intentions back then?" Xiao Ruomeng asked curiously.

The so-called improved version of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Art was actually a part of the complete version, targeting only the Iron Fist, which could be trained to provide feedback and strengthen one’s own martial body.