Volume One, Chapter Ninety: Mo Xingyuan Ordered Male Models for Her

Lu Jing laughed at Su Li five times, and Su Li simply fell back onto the sofa and closed his eyes.

“You’re really making a fool of yourself,” Lu Jing said, her tone laced with amusement. “How about I order you a few male models?”

Su Li sat up. “Fine, order them.”

Lu Jing lifted a brow. “You really want to?”

“You’re paying.”

Tongtong, you might as well take me back with you and introduce me, your proper fiancé, to your parents, your brother, and all the villagers.

But the lady of the house gave him a hard pinch on the back, followed immediately by a gaze sharper than a blade.

Regrettably, the promotion and publicity in his previous life had been far from enough, which left that song only half-famous in the end, never truly rising to great renown.

The scale of Wudi Hall was far smaller than my White Dragon Hall, but as a wartime military residence, it was quite fitting. There were two thrones in the hall, those of the Sea Dragon Lord and the Sea Dragon Queen. Now that I was the most important person here, this throne naturally belonged to me.

Whenever Wang Wei saw the Triangle straining away with all its might, Zhao Zhongxiang’s richly magnetic voice would always echo in his mind.

Afterward, it fell under the British royal family’s ownership. The flaws on it were removed once more, and it was cut into a round brilliant. Its weight was reduced to just over a hundred carats, but its beauty became even more flawless.

A powerful barrier sprang from the divine pillar and shielded us. Then, with a flash of golden light before our eyes, we left the Six Paths Heavenly Pool and arrived at the Sea of Wudi.

“You bastard, listen to me. I’m stopping you not so you can go back with me and assist in the investigation. I’m here to tell you that you won’t be running wild for much longer. Before long, you’ll be finished!” Ren Shuyuan said, chin lifted and chest out.

The word “elite” referred not only to one’s current cultivation, but also to combat strength. Even if those four senior brothers who had already died had the same cultivation as she did, she would still be the one to prevail in a fight, let alone the fact that she stood a full major realm above them.

The true power of the Jiaolong Slaughter was absolutely astonishing. Still, this was, after all, inside a treehouse. It was one thing to tear the place apart every day, but this was at least where he was resting now, so under normal circumstances he would keep the force somewhat in check.

“Qin Grass, Single-Leaf Flower, Bodhi Orchid, and Dragon Emperor Whiskers?” Zhao Wuji and the three family heads muttered the names in utter bewilderment, racking their memories, but there was no trace of recognition in their minds. They even began to suspect whether such herbs existed in the world at all, wondering if Ye Xuan had simply made them up.

The prince, ever cold and indifferent, had actually smiled at her. What did that mean? Her heart nearly leaped into her throat.

“I almost forgot to introduce him. This fellow, who doesn’t look all that impressive, is named Ye Xuan, and he is my grandson.” Zhou Dazhong suddenly slapped his forehead, as if remembering something, and then pointed at Ye Xuan.

Although the Ge family was a prominent household in the capital, they rarely had any contact with the nobility. Thanks to the fact that Ge Ping’er’s maternal grandfather held a post in the Ministry of Rites, she had still been able to attend a few grand gatherings among the aristocracy.

Had he spent the night calming himself and come to feel guilty over nearly injuring her yesterday? Earlier, he had already stared for quite a while at the place where she had almost been hurt.

Beneath that violent explosion, even those who stood far enough away could not escape death.

“Right now there are two choices. We can attack the strongest branch, the Artifact Sect. If that strongest branch is broken, then the core of the five immortal veins will also be shattered, and this formation will be considered broken as well. Or we can strike at the other four veins, destroy them one by one, and in the end isolate the Artifact Sect branch so it stands alone, besieged on all sides and unable to fight back. That is also equivalent to breaking the immortal grand formation,” Wang Zijian said gravely.

And upon seeing that sudden scene, the Purple Sky Emperor, far away in Heaven, after the destruction of his golden statue, could not help but erupt in fury. Clearly, he had never expected those disciples of Purple Sky Sect to have so little restraint, or to be so afraid of death that they would betray Purple Sky Sect.