Volume One, Chapter 21: Defeating Jiang Sanlang-Ela só queria se agarrar a alguém poderoso, mas o príncipe casto ficou totalmente fisgado.(O senhor vai dormir cedo hoje.)

Nalan, feeling shy, hardly dared to look at her own brother, thus missing the chance to see Fu Qing’s dazed expression.

“Thank you, Your Highness Consort.” Mu Qing’s eyes gleamed with a cold sharpness, a wicked smile playing at the corner of his lips as he fixated on Luo Danqing’s impassive face. He lowered his gaze to the wine in his hand, its aroma rich and unmistakably top quality.

At this moment, Gong Chenye lacked the former domineering air he once had in the marketplace. Clad in a patient’s gown with bandages wrapped around his head, he sat there looking utterly wretched. Were it not for his naturally handsome features and tall, upright figure, he would be indistinguishable from an ordinary man.

“Start with her hair, I’ll go purchase clothes, the makeup artist is waiting.” The manager in charge gave clear instructions, directing people decisively. Yuan Xiao was like a puppet, controlled and unable to resist.

Curled up with her knees drawn close, Su Jing sat shivering. Now, she dared not turn off the lights, nor close her eyes. She feared the nightmare would strike again. More terrifying still was the thought that the eerie light might suddenly transform into a vengeful spirit, lunging at her.

“So obedient!” Wei Zongze praised sincerely. Gazing upon that familiar face, he couldn’t help but lower his head to kiss her once more.

“I just want you to know, if I have children, they will definitely be yours!” Xiao Mobai declared resolutely.

Rising, Mu Qing’s sleeve brushed lightly as frost and snow seemed to chill his gaze. He looked coldly at the condemned prisoners slaughtered below. After a long moment, he turned to stare at Ye Zhen, mouth opening as if to speak but ultimately remaining silent.

“Enough! Li Kaili, will you ever stop?” Yao Xiaodan finally lost patience, scolding Li Kaili sharply.

Qiu Lingyang held Qiuqiu as if possessed, seeing and hearing nothing else.

After assuming office, Qiao Banjin reorganized several subordinate companies with overwhelming force. Especially regarding Shunan Entertainment, he clearly understood the current situation and how vital star power was. He spared no expense in giving several artists top-tier makeovers.

Now, the formidable power contained within Zong Dan had fully revealed itself. The clash of wills between the spiritual sense and Zong Dan reached a stalemate; neither could overcome the other.

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Shiyi spoke with confidence, refusing to believe that upon hearing the word “escape,” they would remain unmoved. There was only one path out of the forest because stepping beyond its bounds meant certain death.

“Alright, alright, I was just saying it, don’t take it too seriously. How did you get this injury?” Zhao Guodong asked.

“I know I was wrong, Father.” Latiz’s imposing aura dissipated as he lowered his head in silence, thoroughly ashamed today.

The leaders of the other gangs were all at the Nascent Soul stage, with numerous elders in their ranks—twenty at minimum, sometimes as many as fifty.

At Hongliu River, Foreman Chen washed the dandruff from his head, then studied his reflection in the water. He saw the spirited young man he was when first venturing into the world.

“Third brother, you’re ruthless.” Li Si secretly touched himself, feeling a chill.

“I’m going to find a venue now.” The voice was loud enough, using all its strength.

It must be known that the OMG data analyst’s statistics were not aimed at his own team; the so-called highest hero damage was actually the maximum damage dealt by any hero across two teams.

Jiang Xiangyang listened to the hotel front desk describe the resort’s facilities—ski slopes, hot springs—and smiled quietly, memories of the last time they soaked in the hot springs together involuntarily surfacing.

Glancing again at the countless monsters and beasts converging from all directions, forming an even more terrifying tide, her delicate face showed traces of concern.

Nai Tuanzi noticed his ever-changing expression. Puffing out her cheeks, she rubbed her face against Xue Fuwei’s arm, her eyes wide and round like a clumsy kitten.

Guo Lili’s stamina had not recovered much; after only a few words, dizziness overtook her, and she swayed into Wang Dong’s arms.

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Countless people begged Meng Xingluan to reveal the method of breaking the curse, but her heart was as solid as a rock. She only left the word “secret” before continuing to draw the next destined person.

Along the way, Mo Tingting chatted incessantly with Director Liu, who played along, all for Lin Tian’s sake.

Su Yuhan left the country after marrying her husband. Out of sight, out of mind; perhaps a change of environment would help her forget Jin Xiangyu.

However, seeing the current ranking of points, a faint smile crossed his lips as he looked toward the depths of the secret realm.

Considering Xie Yanci had sent so many gifts, Meng Xingluan gladly agreed to his request.

He sensed his consciousness gradually fading, replaced by another awareness emerging within his mind.

Zhang Ruofeng quickly waved his hand, seeing only money. Though wealthy now, he did not wish to spend lavishly on appearances.

Mr. Congbian’s eyes were sharp. He grabbed Yin Tianqiu’s right hand to inspect closely. The Free Immortal ring was familiar to him. Without a word, he drove Xue Muhua out of the cave and pulled Yin Tianqiu into the inner chamber.

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