Volume 1, Chapter 57: I Want to Hold You in My Arms Every Night As I Sleep

Moreover, raindrops continuously fell around them, and the formidable power of the flames radiating from the phoenix completely cut off his escape route.

Jiang Jun's words clearly stated his stance. Now that they were considered family, if the Ye family truly made a move against Su Yang and Su Yang was unable to hold his ground, Jiang Jun would not sit idly by and watch.

Because they were transporting such a vast quantity of goods, the progress of the procession was exceedingly slow. At dusk on this particular day, just as the caravan had pitched camp and before they even had time to kindle a fire and prepare food, they were struck head-on by a volley of arrows shot from an unknown direction.

"Yuegui, go inside and protect the three of them to prevent any surprise attacks." Seeing that Yuegui's figure was already swaying and unstable, Shen Wei knew she had reached the absolute end of her strength.

Such detailed and professional commentary would hardly come from a CCTV commentator; rather, it originated from Zhan Tianjun.

Naturally, everyone agreed with Yunxin's plan, so the group retired to bed early to rest, ensuring they could face the morrow in peak condition.

A myriad of shifting expressions crossed the Fire Kirin's face—helplessness, melancholy, anger, and disappointment—all intertwined as if engaged in a fierce battle, failing to yield a victor for a long time.

Although Zhunti was the primary target, the other four were also caught in the aftermath. In these two successive attacks, even with Jieyin assisting in his defense, Zhunti had half of his body blasted away—it was simply too sudden.

Su Yang's words left Guan Xuelan even more embarrassed and annoyed, yet she could only swallow her pride and take a step back.

Shao Tong also had the intention of grooming her. Though offering little academic help, she imparted numerous social "experiences": how to dress oneself, how to please the opposite sex, and how to get men to "work" for one.

On the lawn in front of the hilltop villa, more than thirty black-clad psychic assassins lay sprawled across the ground. Ah Li, seated in a wheelchair and having just tended to her wounds, hurried over to the scene.

Looking up at the roof, she saw Haotian sitting right beside Moxiao, gazing down at her with undisguised displeasure.

Jing Rong, standing in the distance and gazing out at the funeral procession, wore little expression, though her brows carried a trace of sorrow and melancholy that was barely discernible.

Beiming Yu wielded the Heaven-Defying Spear with absolute mastery. Since the spear's primary attack mode was thrusting, Beiming Yu claimed a vibrant life with nearly every single thrust.

Su Mo maneuvered the aircraft downward the instant he heard Ye Xiang's instruction to descend, narrowly evading the wings of the two giant birds.

"Should I go up and check on Lin Jiachun? See if she looks as haggard and dark-circled as I do today!" Li Yaojie muttered to himself.

The collapsed stands accounted for merely an eighth of the total, yet the green passage was already packed to capacity. In their flight, the Huaxia people had traditionally discarded social order, caring only for their own lives and desperate to escape first, with the ultimate result that no one could get out. Several originally spacious safety exits were jammed impenetrably in an instant.

The next morning, after sobering up, Qin Shengli took the initiative to prepare breakfast. During the meal, Tang Haodong stole a glance at Wang Lin, noting that her expression was entirely composed. It appeared she had not mentioned the previous night's events to Qin Shengli, which allowed Tang Haodong to breathe a small sigh of relief.

Every single magical element in the air seemed to be within his perception and control, giving Sean a bizarre and sudden surge of confidence—he was certain he could completely dictate the flow of these magical elements within a single second.

Running until the sky turned pale with dawn, A Bi slipped into a farmhouse, stole a few clothes that the residents had hung outside to dry, wrapped herself haphazardly in them, and hid in a vegetable cellar, gnawing on raw sweet potatoes.

Yet this dream was so unbelievable that it tore straight through the most ridiculous and greedy desires hidden in the deepest recesses of her heart.

Until this very moment, she vaguely realized that while Ye Feng's formidable strength was certainly tied to his cultivation talent, it must also be intimately connected to his relentless diligence.

Su Lian glanced sideways at the wrinkle-faced old eunuch, a heavier depression settling in her heart. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and made her way to the side hall.

He did not open his eyes immediately, instead carefully reviewing in his mind the contents of the first movement within the introductory set of human physical development radio calisthenics taught by Experiment No. 1.

"Brother-in-law!" Huaiyu popped out from somewhere, as if she had been keeping her eyes on Bai Minghe the moment he stepped into the back garden. Now she bounded forward like a rabbit emerging from the grass.

"We..." Old Man Liu stammered, at a loss for words, his face flushing crimson with frustration.

For Count Robinlin to dare provoke a magician, the only possible explanation was that he had another magician backing him up.

Liang Tiantian considered that the family seemed to have quite a few roosters—over twenty of them. Once they grew a bit larger, keeping one or two would be plenty, and the rest could be sold. Hens could lay eggs, whereas keeping too many energetic roosters that only knew how to fight would do nothing but terrify the hens.

Driven to the wall by his intense gaze, she felt thoroughly humiliated, her heart aching with bitterness. She nodded and softly whispered, "Yes, sir." A tear rebelliously spilled over her eyelashes.

She leaned against his shoulder—there was no passion, no sparks, no surging heartbeat, but rather a profound sense of safety, tranquility, and legitimacy.

For Xu Le, who was capable of traveling across myriad realms, this was the most crucial factor. After all, worlds were bizarre and varied; if one cultivated magic only to end up in a world devoid of magical energy, one would be utterly clueless.

"If you say it's good, then it's good." Li Yiming's eyes flickered as he mentally weighed the feasibility of a certain plan.

Before the palace gates were bolted, Shibanni heard Beiliu report that the Duchess of Lu had entered the palace.

The Emperor's eyes widened sharply as he stared at the vial in Hua Qingyan's hand, his heart itching as if clawed by a hundred cats. If Hua Qingyan's potion truly possessed such miraculous properties, wouldn't Jun Mohan be able to cultivate countless powerful subordinates in a remarkably short span of time?

Zhang Huangyan stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Highness, once you arrive in Guangdong, please take good care of your health. I shall have the opportunity to visit Your Highness in the future!" Zhang Huangyan's implication was clear: once in Guangdong, Your Highness would be living under another's roof, so you should abandon all other ambitions and content yourself with a life of comfortable obscurity.

He had never called her Eighteen before. Shibanni's body stiffened. She motioned for Qin Zhao to escort Shen Qin to her seat first, then turned her head to look at Wang Liulang.

At only twenty-one years of age, Tsunade was gradually earning the moniker of the Slug Princess, saving lives on the battlefield and enjoying the deep trust of everyone in Konoha.

Hearing Reina's words, Diana and Leng Yue were stunned at first, followed by a sudden realization. Although Ke Yan did not quite grasp their meaning, she could deduce from their expressions that Leiyang Star likely possessed methods capable of dealing with the Void Engine.